After being reborn in the Mass Grave, she overturned her predecessor's power

Helian Xuan celebrated his birthday and held a banquet for all the ministers. Jiang Xue Ning, as the Princess of Qingzhou, naturally had to attend and presented a gift on behalf of Qingzhou.

Shen Zhaoyan came to pick her up, wearing a thick fox fur coat and sitting in a wheelchair. His face, pale as water, showed a broken beauty that made people feel pity.

Jiang Xue Ning asked worriedly, "Has the cold poison in your body relapsed again?"

"It was a little painful at first, but it doesn't hurt anymore when I see you." He raised his eyes and smiled slightly, the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye bewitching, "Your Majesty should be very happy to see me like this."

The colder the weather, the harder it is for him to endure. Anyway, the military seal has been handed in. He is now too weak to take care of himself, which is a good thing for the royal family.

Jiang Xue Ning handed him the exquisite little hand warmer, and the two of them went to Changchun Garden together.

The garden was decorated with lanterns and lights, as bright as day. The ministers drank and talked happily, and the ladies and nobles talked and laughed happily. It was a beautiful scene of singing and dancing, prosperity and bustle.

She pushed Shen Zhaoyan into the room slowly, attracting many people's attention. The noble ladies couldn't help but whisper to each other, their eyes lingering on the two of them.

"One is as cool as the moon, the other is as bright as a rose. They are a perfect match. So stunning."

"It's a pity that the prince is too sick and weak. I don't know how long he can live..."

"Tsk tsk, I hope both of them are happy. I can't stand separation of life and death."

Most of the young girls were kind and good-hearted. The eyes that looked at them were mostly curious, not malicious.

Jiang Xue Ning calmly pushed Shen Zhaoyan to his seat and sat down. She poured him a glass of warm wine and said, "Drink some to warm yourself up."

The atmosphere was very good, and Jiang Xue Ning felt a resentful gaze. She looked up at the opposite side and saw Shangguan Mingzhu, who was dressed in jewels and was very beautiful.

There was a pretty girl sitting next to her. She noticed her gaze and smiled at her.

Jiang Xue Ning half-closed her eyes and quickly remembered who the woman was.

Sheng Qingtang, the sixth daughter of the Sheng family, was Sheng Yuting's biological sister. When her second sister got engaged to Sheng Yuting, she had met this daughter Sheng once.

Jiang Xue Ning took a sip of warm wine. Was she here because of Sheng Yuting's death?

A burst of noise interrupted her thoughts.

It turned out that Nangong Mo's peacock had arrived, like the moon surrounded by stars, and behind her followed a beautiful woman wearing a veil and revealing her breasts and waist, which was very tempting.

Nangong Mo walked straight past her desk, pretending to be unfamiliar with her in front of others, and sat down in the place closest to the main seat.

Rumor has it that Helian Xuan intends to arrange a marriage with Fusang at his birthday banquet, so he is also one of the protagonists of tonight's banquet.

"The Emperor has arrived, the Empress Dowager has arrived, the Concubine Ming has arrived..."

As the eunuch's sharp and powerful voice sounded, everyone stood up and knelt to welcome the emperor. Only the envoys headed by Nangong Mo placed their left hands on their right shoulders and bowed half-heartedly.

Fuso is not a vassal of Xiling, the two countries interact with each other on an equal footing.

Helian Xuan and Ming Fei ascended the throne, and in the brightly lit room, they watched the ministers submitting, and said in a good mood, "Stand up!"

Jiang Xue Ning sat down and glanced at the main table. Zhong Qiu had changed her low-key and neat dress as a female official to a noble and bright one, looking a bit like a favorite concubine.

She quickly looked away. She had no intention of being in the limelight or causing any trouble tonight. She just wanted to eat and drink in a low-key manner.

The banquet reached its climax when the dancers brought by Fuso performed an exotic dance.

Helian Xuan also said loudly, "Xiling and Fusang have been friendly for generations and have shared what they have. I hope this friendship can continue."

"Xi Ling will always be Fusang's ally." Nangong Mo stood up and raised his glass to Helian Xuan, saying, "On behalf of Fusang, I wish Your Majesty a long life and a long period of peace."

The two raised their glasses and drank together. The atmosphere reached its climax. Helian Xuan smiled and said, "My newly-appointed Princess Mingzhu is very beautiful and gentle. She is a perfect match for the Fourth Prince."

Shangguan Mingzhu blushed and stood up shyly. The light shone on her face, and she was indeed very beautiful.

She has already accepted the fact that she will go to Fuso for marriage. The fourth prince, Nangong Mo, is young and handsome. If she marries him, she will become a princess, which is not a bad thing.

She was about to kneel down to thank him, but Shangguan Mo spoke awkwardly, "Your Majesty, I am very grateful for your kindness. But before I left, the Imperial Master read my fortune and said that it is not advisable to get married too early. I am afraid that I will not be able to marry Princess Mingzhu."

The blush on Shanggong Mingzhu's face quickly faded, her face turned pale, and she bit her lips in grievance. If she was rejected in public, she would become a complete joke.

Helian Xuan's expression was not looking good either. Nangong Mo smiled and changed the subject, "My uncle is still in need of a princess."

A burly, bearded man in his forties came out and said to Helian Xuan, "I brought a thousand taels of gold, and several boxes of jewels, jade, and agate, all as betrothal gifts to Princess Mingzhu. I hope Fusang and Xiling will be together forever."

He waved his hand, and boxes of gold, gemstones, agates, and various jewelry were brought up, dazzling everyone's eyes, to show Fusang's sincerity.

Only Shangguan Mingzhu was standing there with a pale face, looking shaky.

Helian Xuan pondered for a moment, quickly agreed to the marriage, and issued an imperial decree immediately.

After all, Princess Shangguan was not a real princess, but she married the Prince of Fuso, so she was a good match in terms of status. Most importantly, all the ministers saw that the atmosphere had reached this point, and the marriage must be carried out.

The uncle said happily, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I will definitely treat Princess Mingzhu well."

When Shangguan Mingzhu knelt down to receive the order, she almost gritted her teeth to avoid crying on the spot.

The man she was going to marry changed from a handsome young man to a 40-year-old man. Even though he was of high status, she couldn't accept it.

Fortunately, she still had a bit of rationality. This was related to the marriage between the two countries. If she dared to do anything wrong, she would definitely suffer the consequences.

Amid the congratulations of the crowd, she returned to her seat with a pale face and fell down almost blindly.

Sheng Qingtang was very perceptive. He supported her and moved sideways to block everyone's sight for her. "Cousin, you are so excited to represent Xiling in the marriage with Fusang."

Everyone present with eyes could see that she was clearly shocked by the sudden change of marriage partner. However, they did not say anything, and everyone closed their eyes and said auspicious congratulations.

Jiang Xue Ning watched this drama coldly. It turned out that everyone was an expert at acting while wearing a mask.

Shangguan Mingzhu leaned on Sheng Qingtang's shoulder, hot tears falling one by one.

She couldn't accept marrying such a man, but the emperor's order could not be disobeyed, and she had no way out.

Her heart felt like it was being fried in a frying pan, painful and uncomfortable. She sobbed softly, "I feel so uncomfortable..."

Sheng Qingtang patted her back gently and comforted her, "I know, I know everything..."