The soldiers who were sent to confront the Netherworld’s army in the southern region returned triumphantly, and Emperor Ming led everyone to stand atop the city gate, awaiting their arrival.
The resounding beat of drums echoed through the sky, accompanied by cheers.
Emperor Ming, who knew the details of the situation, couldn’t help but show a relieved expression when he looked at the handsome figure among the crowd.
However, this relief turned into a silent sigh when he saw his daughter in the crowd.
As a princess of the country, she hadn’t even entered the door yet and was already so impatient. This temperament of hers was truly worlds apart from her mother’s.
‘She’s so easily influenced. How can she compete with the other two in the future?’
Thinking of this, Emperor Ming suddenly paused. He had almost forgotten, even if he was well-versed in the art of attacking the heart, what use would it be against the daughter of the Liu family and the daughter of the Dragon Clan?
Those two women were both stronger than him.
The soldiers returned from their long journey and naturally went back to rest at their residences.
Only some of the main generals and members of the Southern Demon Slaying Department, after tidying up, went to the court to report on the situation of the battle.
Time passed quickly with these back and forth activities.
By the time Emperor Ming left court and returned to his study, it was already midday.
The crisis seemed to have passed, but there were still more dangers ahead.
“The alliance of the three realms and facing the chaos of the world.” Emperor Ming thought of the National Teacher’s reply and looked towards a direction in the palace, where the Floating Dragon Hall was located.
Now that eight golden dragons had been revived in the Floating Dragon Hall, if the last one could also open its eyes and clear the void...
Then he would be the emperor of eternity, the master of prosperity!
But, how easy was that?
He turned and entered the study. A scroll hung quietly on the wall, and although the divine sword was sheathed, its blade still gleamed brightly.
The Xuanyuan Divine Sword, the sword of the emperor, was infinitely powerful.
But those who drew the sword couldn’t live long.
After all, using the luck of the human world and one’s own energy as bait, how could one not suffer backlash?
But the problem was, who didn’t want to be an eternal emperor of the human world?
Emperor Ming’s eyes flickered with complex expressions.
Just then, a graceful figure entered the study, it was Princess Anya.
“Father.”
Emperor Ming smiled ambiguously, “I thought that once you had a lover, you would forget about your father.”
A rosy blush crept onto Anya’s lovely cheeks as she retorted coquettishly, “Father!”
How long had it been since Anya had shown such a shy demeanor?
Emperor Ming reminisced for a moment, then shook his head with a smile. “What brings you here?”
Anya adjusted her skirt, found a seat, and began to recount what she had seen and heard during her trip to the southern region.
Qin Xiao looked at his father, whose figure had suddenly become shorter, not knowing what had happened.
With a kick of his calves, he jumped onto Qin Feng’s shoulders, he shouted rocking back and forth: “Ride the big horse, ride the big horse!”
Qin Feng clenched his fists tightly. He was being criticized by his family at the moment so he dared not to explode. He just wanted to find an opportunity later to fight back fiercely.
Boys sometimes needed a good beating!
The wedding day was announced to the Qin residence the next day.
Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan looked at each other, they instantly thought of Anya’s appearance. She was so eager to get married!
The Second Mother naturally rejoiced upon hearing the news. Anya, the princess, was well-educated and reasonable. She had many common topics with her, and she liked her very much!
But as she laughed, she inexplicably teared up again.
‘The first two times Feng’er got married, Master Qin was present, and the whole family was busy with joy and harmony. But this time...’
Her voice trailed off, and the Second Mother wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes with a smile. ‘This is a happy occasion. Let’s not dwell on those things.’
After the baptism of time, the sorrow had indeed faded.
But whenever she recalled it, she still felt heartbroken.
Seeing this, Qin Feng felt that there was no need to hide it anymore and decided to reveal his father’s situation in the Netherworld.
Just then, the gatekeeper rushed into the hall, stumbling and trembling, pointing towards the door with a trembling voice. “Master, Master has returned!”
Upon hearing this, Second Brother furrowed his brows. “Don’t talk nonsense!”
“No, I didn’t! How could I mistake Master!” The gatekeeper was pale with fear.
No one would remain calm upon seeing a dead person standing in front of them.
Suddenly, he thought of something. There were rumors in town that many dead people had risen from their graves in the villages and wilderness outside the city. Could it be that my father was in the same situation?
Playing dead!
Qin Feng instantly guessed the reason and looked towards the front.
Second Mother and the others also looked over, and then they were all stunned.
Confusion, shock, joy, disbelief, various emotions intertwined.
Smack!
A crisp slap resounded.
Qin Feng’s mouth twitched.
Second Brother snapped out of his shock and said with a grievance, “Mother, why did you hit me?”
“It’s not a dream.”
Second Mother took a few steps forward and called out in a trembling voice: “Master?”
Father Qin was also deeply moved and exhaled. “I’m back.”