The receiving party stretched for miles, exactly on the outskirts of Wanning City.

Feng Yun followed Wen Xingsu as they passed by, where the roads had all been swept clean. The Princess, along with the royal kin and accompanying officials, waited magnificently under the newly risen morning sun.

The cool breeze fluttered past the ears, and a low chuckle came through. Feng Yun turned her head only to see Chunyu Yan’s face.

Under the sunlight, that mask was strikingly brilliant. Clad in luxurious lightweight robes, perhaps due to the warmer climate requiring less clothing, he appeared thinner but his elegance remained unchanged, his mischievous charm still evident...

"What’s the matter, Feng Twelve, don’t you recognize me?"

Chunyu Yan raised an eyebrow, moving a bit closer to her.

Feng Yun: "Why have you come?"

Chunyu Yan’s voice contained a smile, "To welcome the Emperor of Dajin, how could I not come?"

"Do you say the same in Yecheng?"

"In Yecheng, I would respectfully welcome the Emperor of Chunde."

Feng Yun snorted, making him laugh in exasperation.

"To put such shamelessness so frankly, Princely Heir, you really open my eyes."

"The feeling is mutual." Chunyu Yan’s gaze suddenly twinkled onto her face, a hint of a smile on his lips, "Bringing your big cat to my manor, day by day, eating much, excreting much, without giving a penny for food expenses, aren’t you just as composed?"

Feng Yun said: "Then I will come to take back the cub later."

Upon hearing this, Chunyu Yan’s face turned pale.

He was just teasing; he couldn’t bear the thought of returning the cub.

God knows how arrogantly happy he was these days, strutting about with the cub by his side.

Such a large cat, who wouldn’t shy away at the sight of it?

He even felt that the cub naturally suited his status and temperament.

"Feng Twelve, let’s discuss something..."

"No way." Feng Yun saw the light in his eyes and knew exactly what he was planning.

"When things settle down, I will come for the cub."

Chunyu Yan’s eyes darkened, watching the large procession coming slowly along the official road from afar. He let out a soft chuckle, breaking into a smile.

"Taking on such a hot potato, I’m afraid you won’t be able to settle down."

Just at that moment, a eunuch shouted out loud.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

On the imperial road, flags fluttered, and golden canopies covered the sky like clouds.

The officials prostrated one after another, performing the grand ceremony.

Feng Yun and Chunyu Yan exchanged a look and followed in paying respects...

The sky was clear today but the wind was extremely strong, blowing the banners and yellow parasols in a shaky dance, just like the imperiled dynasty, with no one knowing where the future would lead...

-

In the third month of the first year of Emperor Tian Shou, the Young Emperor left Xijing to move to Andu County in Xinzhou to recuperate. The Princess led the royal family and officials to welcome him for miles, forming an imposing scene.

Not until the Young Emperor stayed in Huaxi Village’s "Yangxin Restaurant" did people gradually begin to suspect that the person behind this was the Princess of Yonghuai who had been "living in seclusion" in Huaxi.

A woman, having caused such an earth-shattering event, incited countless discussions. There were those who embellished the story, spreading various rumors.

Various households also began to make their own silent calculations.

Li Sangruo from Yecheng and Xiao Cheng from Tai City were shocked when they received the news.

Li Sangruo was both angry and resentful, unwilling to believe it.

"What is she? There must be the Princess backing her up. Who knows how that little wretch convinced the Princess."

Xiao Cheng, however, took the news to heart.

The characters in that sealed letter, he read over and over again, almost to the point where he could no longer recognize them, before finally coming to his senses.

"She truly has the audacity of the heavens..."

Feng Yun had always lived in his heart, yet Xiao Cheng felt like he was starting to not recognize her.

As a couple in a previous life, he thought he knew some of her temperament.

She was inherently tenacious, proudly conceited, but willing to concede in most situations. If others advanced, she would retreat, and aside from towards Xiao Qu, she rarely had her own opinions.

And because Feng Ying had a powerful maternal family and the Feng Family as her support, she completely overshadowed her, even though she was the Empress. She needed to be careful in every aspect, and her actions were severely restricted...

Sometimes even when he wanted to support her, there was no leverage; oftentimes, attempting to help her felt like punching cotton...

But in this life, she demonstrated cunning strategies and comprehensive planning, overshadowing the brilliance of all women in the world...

The current Feng Yun was truly suited to be Empress, not just the figure in the harem he had earnestly supported onto the throne.

It was just a pity...

The suitable her, was out of place.

"What causes this change of events?" Xiao Cheng wondered. He had no idea what the current Feng Yun, caught in the whirlwind of power, was going through, only feeling a deep hole within his heart that could no longer be filled.

"Do you think she will return to Tai City?" The majestic emperor in the court, presenting a trace of inexplicable sorrow to the "favorite concubine" in the harem.