Quickly wear "I am the empress"

When Zhao Zhen came out from under the bed in disgrace, he had a brocade box in his hand.

Zhiyu rushed forward and said, "Daddy has been found. Daddy is so powerful."

Zhao Zhen looked at his dusty clothes and said helplessly, "An'er, why did you put the box so far away?"

Zhiyu blinked when he heard this, and said innocently: "If you don't put it in, my sister will find it."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen dusted himself helplessly and then turned his attention to the brocade box.

"An'er, what's in here?"

"A sword."

"This sword is so heavy that I can't even lift it."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen opened the brocade box and looked at the contents inside with some curiosity.

The moment the brocade box was opened, a sword flashing with cold light came into view. The sword was simple in workmanship, yet extremely majestic, making people awe in seeing it.

Zhao Zhen stared intently at the simple and majestic sword, his eyes flashing with surprise. This sword was absolutely extraordinary.

"An'er, old man, can you tell me, what kind of sword is this?"

Zhiyu nodded, "I told you."

"But I seem to have forgotten."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen fell silent. At this time, his mind was in chaos.

Who is this old man?

Is he a human or an immortal?

How did he give this sword to his daughter in the heavily guarded palace?

Seeing that Zhao Zhen was speechless for a long time, Zhiyu pulled Zhao Zhen's sleeve and said innocently: "Dad, the old man gave me this sword and he asked me to practice martial arts."

Zhao Zhen said, "An'er, what else did the old man say?"

Zhiyu's small eyes were full of doubts: "Does he want to say anything else?"

Zhao Zhen helplessly raised his forehead, "An'er, how did he give you this sword?"

Zhiyu thought hard for a while, "He said I was too weak and asked me to practice martial arts."

"Then I opened my eyes and there was this sword in my hand."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen glanced at the sword in the brocade box with mixed emotions, nodded and said, "An'er, let's go back to Chui Gong Hall."

Zhiyu nodded, "Okay."

"Don't tell your sister about this sword, otherwise the old man will be unhappy."

"Okay daddy. "

"Then I'll keep it quiet, I won't tell anyone."

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After taking down the sword and having it checked, Zhao Zhen fell into a busy schedule. For several days, he either sent people to strengthen the security of the palace, or went to offer incense to his ancestors suspiciously.

In the Chuigong Hall, Zhiyu was eating pastries boredly, glancing at the folds on the table from time to time.

After reading the book in front of her, Zhiyu looked at Eunuch Zhang who was fanning her.

"Father-in-law, I've finished reading. Go get me another one."

Hearing this, Eunuch Zhang lowered his head and looked sad for a moment, and said in embarrassment: "Princess, this is a document from the court official, you can't read it at will."

"If the censor from outside finds out, both the official family and you will be implicated by the censor."

Zhiyu looked innocent, "But if my father-in-law doesn't tell me, the censor won't know."

"If the censor doesn't know, he won't get involved with me and dad."

Hearing this, Eunuch Zhang had a wry smile on his face: "Princess, if the official is not here, the old slave cannot be the master."

"You'd better look at this in front of you."

Wen Zhiyu was a little unhappy, "But the one in front of me is from yesterday. I have read it twice. I want to see something new."

Eunuch Zhang shook his head helplessly, "Princess, how about I give you a book to read, okay?"

Zhiyu shook his head, "Not good."

"I want to see which one is on daddy's table."

"Princess, the official is not here, and the old slave cannot touch his things at will."

"Then where is daddy? Why don't you stay with daddy?"

"Princess, how can I know the official's whereabouts?"

Wen Yanyu lowered his head in frustration, "Okay, then give me a book."

Seeing that the jade did not continue to make trouble, Eunuch Zhang was relieved and immediately raised a smile and said: "Princess, I will get it for you right now."

In the ancestral hall.

Zhao Zhen knelt on the futon, expressionless and motionless.

I don't know how long it took, but a guard suddenly appeared behind Zhao Zhen.

"Meet the official."

With his back to the guard, Zhao Zhen raised his hand slightly.

"Get up."

"Thank you, Guanjia."

"Do you have any clues about what I asked you to check?"

"Go back to the official's house."

"After my subordinates reviewed the information and verified it, the sword that the official asked my subordinates to check should be the Tai'a sword."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhen's closed eyes opened instantly.

"Emperor Qin's Tai'a sword?"

The guard lowered his head, "It is this sword."

Zhao Zhen frowned, "Hasn't this sword disappeared for thousands of years?"

The guard shook his head, "Guan Jia, this sword is really similar to the Tai'a recorded in the data."

Zhao Zhen was silent after hearing this. If this sword is Tai'a, then what An'er said...

"You have been protecting the princess these past few days. Have you found anyone suspicious?"

The guard shook his head, "Back at the official residence, my subordinates sent people to guard the princess's palace day and night. I have never seen anyone suspicious."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen was silent for a moment, waved his hand and said, "Go down."

"Yes."

After the guards retreated, there was only Zhao Zhen kneeling in the empty ancestral hall.

Zhao Zhen raised his head and stared at the tablets of his ancestors, with mixed emotions in his eyes.

If there were immortals entering An'er's dream, what would be the so-called great catastrophe of China?

Why didn't the immortal enter his dream, but instead entered An'er's dream?

How could An'er, at such a young age, take on the responsibility of saving the Huaxia clan?

And..., is he really destined to be childless?

Could it be that he, Zhao Zhen, really wanted to pass the throne to someone else's son......

With a heavy heart in his arms, Zhao Zhen handed the Tai'a sword back to Zhiyu, "An'er, starting from tomorrow, you can start practicing martial arts."

Wen Zhiyu blinked and said, "Dad, are you tired from practicing martial arts?"

Zhao Zhen touched Zhiyu's head and said with a smile: "Tired, but I believe An'er can persevere."

"Dad, will you teach me personally?"

Zhao Zhen shook his head, "Dad is not very good at martial arts and cannot teach you."

"Daddy will find someone who is good at martial arts to teach you."

Wen Zhiyu nodded and made a request, "Dad, I want to be good-looking."

"Don't be ugly."

Hearing Zhiyu's childish voice, Zhao Zhen paused slightly and sighed helplessly:

"An'er, daddy will find you a good-looking one, but don't say this kind of thing outside in the future."

Wen Zhiyu nodded obediently, "Okay, daddy."

Zhao Zhen waved his hand, "You go back to accompany your sister today and have a good rest so that you can have the energy to practice martial arts tomorrow."

"Yes, An'er is resigning."

Zhao Zhen's eyes flashed when he saw the funny figure of Zhiyu dragging Tai Ajian away.

He didn't believe that he was really destined to have no children...

"Come here, pass on the message, I will be drafting this year."