After Dongfang Ze understood the situation, he asked worriedly, "Seventh Brother, aren't you afraid of shaking the Lord with your achievements?"

"Being shaken by the emperor also means that I am qualified to compete with His Majesty. I am not as powerless as I am now!" Ever since he had decided to fight for the throne with all his might that night, he had been thinking of ways to expand his power and prestige. However, there was just too much of a difference between him and Dong Fang.

Dongfang Ze was silent for a moment before he said softly, "The battlefield is dangerous. You can return the corpse of the horse at any time. Is seventh brother serious?"

"Wealth comes from danger, fame comes from danger." Dongfang Qing slowly read out these words. When he saw that Dongfang Ze still had a look of worry on his face, he lightly yelled, "Hurry up and put away this look of distress. The comedian said that I'm someone who can live a long life. I can at least live to eighty-eight."

Dongfang Ze knew he was comforting himself, so he said, "Seventh Brother, you said it yourself. You are not allowed to go back on your words!"

"Alright." Dong FangShou answered, "After Qianxue moved out, although there were nineteen people protecting her from the shadows, it wasn't like being in the mansion. You should arrange some more guards with good skills to go over there."

For this, Dongfang Ze readily agreed.

On the seventh day of the second month, Prince Rui's mansion gathered several hundred pebbles of rice to be distributed to the people in the city in the name of Schmidt's joy. Together, they sent out several small Blessed Bags, which were either three or four coins or seven or eight coins.

At the same time, another matter was quietly spread among the people of Jinling, referring to the tombs of Empress Dowager Wei's parents. After the fifteenth day of the first month, the Ministry of Work sent many masons to the outskirts of the city to rebuild the tombs of the empress dowager's parents.

It was said that such a refurbishment would at least cost several tens of thousands of silver taels and take several months to complete. However, in the winter that had just passed, some homeless beggars were frozen to death due to the cold winter snow.

The difference between the dead and the rich, and the living, who did not even have a cotton coat wrapped around them, was very sad; and though the people were always angry, they did not dare to say anything, which only exacerbated their dissatisfaction with Dongfang Yun and his mother.

On the eighth day of the second month, Mu Qianxue brought Xia Yue, Nineteen, and the others to pack up and move out of King Rui's mansion and moved into the mansion that Dongfang Ze had "gifted them".

When they were leaving King Rui's Estate, Mu Qianxue had turned her head back a few times, but she had never seen that figure. He … In the end, he did not come to send him off. That's right, he hated him so much, so why would she come to send him off? In the end, it was her wishful thinking.

"Do you want me to accompany you to Nan Xuan?" Mu Qianxue shook her head and said, "Since he doesn't want to see me, then forget it. Let's go."

With a barely audible sigh, Mu Qianxue stepped over the threshold, her long dress embroidered with moonlight slowly trailing behind her …

She didn't know that the person she wanted to see was always behind her, but … He could see her, but she couldn't see him.

When the Zhu Clan separated the figure carved into the heart, Dongfang Shou silently walked out from the darkness and gazed at the tightly shut Zhu Clan.

After Cai Yuan sent Mu Qianxue out, he came to Dongfang Zhi's side and asked, "Prince, can you clean up the East Branch?" The wedding was going to be held in the next day, but because of Mu Qianxue, the Eastern Courtyard that was the residence of the wangfei had yet to be cleaned up. There really wasn't much time left for them.

Dongfang Zhi closed his eyes and swallowed down the disgust that rose up from the bottom of his heart. "Go, the Prosperous Sect likes luxury. Let them place more precious items of gold and silver in the East District."

"This servant understands." Cai Yuan agreed and hurried to make the arrangements. After a while, he finally made the arrangements before dawn on the tenth day of the second month.

On the tenth day of the second month, countless chests with red silk tied onto them were carried out of the Pingyang Mansion. Each of them was covered with a layer of red paint and looked like a golden dragon wrapped in a red robe.

In comparison, the side of the house of Zhao Hou was much more shabby. Even though they had gone all out to prepare the dowry for their daughter, it was still less than two to three percent of the entire house, and the red makeup was only spread for three miles. After all, aside from the Pingyang Mansion, the other parts of Shen Xijun's house, Prince Feng Yang's house, Wei Queen, Wei Hou Mansion, and even Ning Shougao Palace all had their own make-up.

Before seeing Zhao Pingqing to the bridal sedan, Madam Zhao thought of the gap between them and couldn't help shedding tears. Zhao Pingqing knew why she was crying and comforted her, "Mother, don't cry."

Madame Zhao said sorrowfully, "It's because Father and Mother were useless and couldn't prepare a better dowry for you. With ChangRong Sect's Ji Ji's personality, she would definitely use this matter to mock and mock you."

Zhao Pingqing calmly spoke, "My daughter is not as good as her today, but she will surely be above her in the future. She will bring glory to our Zhao Family."

Madame Zhao sighed, "Stupid child, she's the main wife. How can you jump above her?"

Zhao Pingqing raised her red lips and said coldly, "Being the main wife today doesn't mean she will be the main wife all her life!"

Madam Zhao's eyelids twitched. She looked at Zhao Pingqing in surprise. At this moment, she finally realized that her daughter was acting very obedient. It seemed like she was hiding something else.

"Master Hou, Madam, it's about time. Hurry up and get Miss on the bridal sedan so we don't miss the auspicious time." The wedding lady's voice came from outside the door, interrupting Madame Zhao's train of thoughts. Before she covered the top of the bridal veil that was embroidered with a mandarin duck and water, she held Zhao Pingqing's hand and exhorted him, "If anything happens in the future, just ask the two of them to come over. Mother and your father will do their best to help you."

"Thank you, mother." While she was smiling, Zhao Pingqing held the hands of the cuckoo and walked out. Under the sound of the drum and the lock, he got on the bridal sedan and went to the Prince Rui's house.

What awaited her on the road ahead was whether she thought it was a glorious life or nothing, and no one knew …

Within the Hall of Chengde, Queen Wei dressed him in a bright yellow Nine Dragons gown with silk belt and brocade silk belt. In the middle, there was a piece of white jade. His thick black hair was tied neatly on top with a scarlet gold crown, making him look extremely handsome and handsome.

Empress Wei lowered herself to smooth out Dong Fang's clothes as she smiled, "If I hadn't known beforehand, the civil and military officials would have thought that His Majesty was engaged today."

Dong Tianleng laughed out loud. "What, are you afraid that I'll steal Seventh Brother's limelight?"