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"You're being too harsh, Your Majesty. With three thousand beauties in the imperial harem, Under Heaven, as long as you give the order, it wouldn't matter if you added hundreds or thousands more to the harem. Why cling to a sinner like me, an old and faded person? Just let me go!"
Miao'er slightly closed her eyes, seemingly very disdainful of those past events that were hard to look back on.
"…"
Ling Zhiyuan stood silently in place, gazing at the one true and only woman he loved in this lifetime.
The crowd fell silent.
Suddenly, the scene was enveloped in an unprecedented stillness and strangeness.
After a long while.
Ziyan raised her gaze, her beautiful dark eyes flickering towards the Demon Prince across from her. It seemed to ask him: What should we do next?
However, soon after, Ziyan hesitated and pondered for four or five seconds before casually clearing her throat twice and loudly calling out, "Come here."
"Your servant is here."
The newly summoned Maid Fragrant stepped forward timidly and bowed deeply to the people at the table.
"New here? You have no sense at all. Hurry up and bring three more sets of dishes and chopsticks."
Ziyan feigned annoyance as she instructed her.
"Yes! I will go right away."
Fragrant Immediately exit.
"Well, Your Majesty, Sister Yuer, His Highness, the King of Xiang, please take a seat. This simple tea and meal, I hope you all don't mind!"
Ziyan smiled calmly and made a welcoming gesture towards the empty seats around the table.
Thus, the three guests removed their shoes and sat cross-legged at the table in turn.
At the same time, two maidservants appeared, placing a set of bowls and chopsticks in front of each of the three guests.
"Wow! Such simple tea and food, even if one eats this for a lifetime, it would be quite good!"
Xiang Wang Lingfeng seriously looked at the table full of various dishes, carefully portioned. Although mostly vegetarian, each dish was well-prepared and presented beautifully.
Before even picking up his chopsticks, Ling Feng had already swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Seeing this, Ziyan inexplicably smiled and invited him while pointing at the dishes, "Come on... Prince, please!"
"Hehe... Father Emperor should go first."
Ling Feng laughed heartily and nodded respectfully towards his Emperor Father Ling Zhiyuan.
Ling Zhiyuan felt somewhat displeased in his heart and glanced again at Miao'er, who was sitting close to him on his left.
Miao'er appeared calm and indifferent; however, she still urged everyone in a cold voice without looking away, "Everyone, eat up, or the food will get cold soon."
As if receiving a bit of encouragement, Ling Zhiyuan let out a long sigh and immediately returned to the pleasing and humorous demeanor he had when he first entered, saying, "Yes, let's eat! Such a table of quality home-cooked dishes should not go to waste."
Before picking up the chopsticks, Ling Zhiyuan had a question, so he asked, "As Liu Er said, these exquisite dishes are extremely tempting. They must be the handiwork of Xiaoyan, right?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty and Prince, for the compliments. These dishes were prepared by one of my many disciples," Ziyan calmly acknowledged.
"Speaking of which, I have an unreasonable request for Xiaoyan. I wonder if Xiaoyan could grant my wish?" Ling Zhiyuan suddenly had a thought and desire flash through his mind.
"Please be clear, Your Majesty. As long as it is something Ziyan can do, I will do my best," Ziyan replied with a gentle smile, her expression as warm as spring.
Xiang Wang Lingfeng, who had been secretly glancing at Ziyan intentionally and unintentionally, suddenly showed a look of intoxication and infatuation in his eyes, akin to 'quenching thirst by gazing at plums.'
In response to his gaze, Ziyan naturally chose to ignore it completely.
"I wonder if Yan'er could also send me one of your carefully trained disciples to accompany me into the palace. It would be wonderful to have someone who can prepare unique dishes that those old servants in the palace cannot make, allowing me to enjoy more diverse culinary delights in my lifetime."
As he spoke, Ling Zhiyuan's eyes were filled with boundless anticipation.
"Oh— I thought it was something significant! This is simple. If Your Majesty returns to the capital tomorrow, Yan'er can present you with a highly skilled disciple who will follow you closely and contribute to your future culinary enjoyment," Ziyan generously promised.
Ling Zhiyuan smiled happily and joked, "Then I shall thank the future Consort Xuan!"
Ziyan remained calm and composed, while a smile appeared on Miao'er's face.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the room relaxed significantly, and everyone wore varying degrees of smiles.
"Father, you only know that Sister Yan can cook the most delicious food in the world, but you don't realize that Sister Yan's business acumen is unmatched by countless other women. No, to be precise, she should be called the most talented businesswoman in our Nanchu Kingdom."
Seeing the change in atmosphere, Ling Yuer, who had been feeling stifled, boldly praised Ziyan with a voice as clear as a lark.
"Yes, I have also heard that Yan'er has opened a very large general supermarket? It is said that you can find good products from all over the country there? So this afternoon, I had Feng'er and Yuer disguise me and take me for a tour of your supermarket. It was truly impressive! When I return to the capital, I will officially appoint you as the top businesswoman of our Nanchu Kingdom. How does that sound?"
Ling Zhiyuan asked with great interest while curiously watching Ziyan closely.
"Uh? Top businesswoman?"
Before the Supreme One could speak again, Ziyan silently cursed in her heart: If the Emperor really gave her such a title, wouldn't that push her into the spotlight? This would naturally attract countless envious eyes.
However—if she considered it positively, if she truly had such a title, at least her business in Nanchu Kingdom would surely flourish even more in the short term.
Every situation has its pros and cons! But now she had financial resources, connections, loyal subordinates, and caring Death Warriors. What was there to fear?
Thus, she decided to move forward positively and set aside her small worries for now. In the future, she would face whatever challenges came her way; when encountering gods, she would worship them; when meeting ghosts, she would deal with them.
With this thought in mind, Ziyan immediately relaxed her brow. She picked up a cup of light tea in front of her and waited for Ling Zhiyuan to speak again.
Sure enough, Ling Zhiyuan continued: "It's settled then! After I return to the capital, I will have someone draft a document to officially promote you. Furthermore, I will announce it nationwide; from now on, wherever you Xiaoyan decide to open a branch or develop your business will be under the protection of the court. Yan'er, are you satisfied?"
"Cough cough cough..."
Just as Ziyan was leisurely preparing to listen attentively while sipping a cup of light tea, she was suddenly taken aback by the words of the Emperor.
She had originally speculated that the Supreme One would likely say something along the lines of how this matter was settled, and that he would be looking forward to her performance in the future.
She truly never expected him to affectionately tell her that he wanted to announce to the entire nation... and that he would have the court support her business.
Even though Ziyan had extensively studied historical materials, she had rarely encountered such a scenario—where an emperor would encourage and pamper his daughter-in-law to venture out and do business.
Thus, didn’t this mean that she had become, if not the luckiest girl in the world, at least the luckiest Cinderella in the Nanchu Kingdom? She was truly surrounded by love and affection!
Her Demonically Charming Man adored her, her parents adored her, her master adored her, her future mother-in-law adored her, and now even her future father-in-law's affection for her surpassed all those who came before.
“Girl, are you alright?”
Just as Ziyan was lost in thought, she heard the gentle and caring voice of her future mother-in-law, Miao'er.
“Um, I’m fine.”
Coming back to her senses, Ziyan nodded lightly and then thanked the Supreme One: “In that case, Ziyan would like to thank Your Majesty in advance.”
“Hahaha… No need for that, Yan'er. Do you know? Ever since I first saw you, I felt a deep connection with you. At that time, I had a premonition—you would surely become a part of my Ling Family. As expected, you truly became my daughter-in-law.”
“Hahaha… You are a treasure bestowed upon my Ling Family by heaven! Of course, in the future when you earn countless riches from around the world, if our country ever faces difficulties, I believe as a member of the Ling Family, my future daughter-in-law will not hold back, right?”
Damn! Just when she was touched by the Supreme One's encouragement regarding herself and her business, she never anticipated that this cunning Emperor's Son had another line waiting for her!
However, given this situation, Ziyan had no words to refuse.
Without any fear, readily accepting the situation, and calmly speaking, "Your Majesty's words, Ziyan will surely remember. If there ever comes a day of national crisis, Ziyan will do her utmost to contribute her humble strength to the Nanchu Kingdom."
Immediately, Ling Zhiyuan clapped his hands twice and loudly praised, "Good! I knew I wouldn't be mistaken. Xiaoyan is certainly a woman who does not fall behind men. This is the honor of my Ling Family and a great fortune for my Nanchu Kingdom."
"Yes! I absolutely agree with what Father said. Right, Sixth Brother?"
Upon hearing this, Ling Yuer became even more animated, excitedly slapping Xiang Wang Lingfeng on the shoulder.
Startled, Xiang Wang Lingfeng, who had been intently gazing at Ziyan, loosened his grip and accidentally dropped his teacup onto the table with a loud crash. Fortunately, the teacup was unharmed.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Ling Yuer curiously asked, "Sixth Brother, was your soul just caught by Ox-Head and Horse-Face on the Naihe Bridge? Look at you..."
"Princess, such jokes should not be made; they are very inauspicious!"
Miao'er felt that Princess Ling Yuer's joke was somewhat inappropriate and promptly interrupted her with those ominous words.
"Uh? Oh, alright!"
Ling Yuer finally realized that her words had gone too far in jest and lowered her head in embarrassment.
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