A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

However, Emperor Yuxuan still had a gloom in his heart. He thought of what Qi Ge Lao had just said, and a feeling of jealousy surged in his heart.

He thought to himself: "My son won a victory in the north and is indeed a meritorious contributor to the Great Zong Kingdom, but he is still young after all. How can he be said to be the most prestigious heir?" The more Emperor Yuxuan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and his face gradually became gloomy again.

Concubine Wan noticed the change in Emperor Yuxuan. She was startled and asked quickly, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Did I do something wrong?"

Emperor Yuxuan shook his head and said, "It's not your problem. I just thought of something."

Concubine Wan looked at Emperor Yuxuan, her eyes full of concern: "Your Majesty, if you have any worries, please tell me.

I am willing to share your burden." Emperor Yuxuan hesitated for a moment, but still spoke out his thoughts.

"My son won a victory in the north, which is a good thing. However, I am a little worried that he will become proud and complacent because of this and will not take me seriously." Emperor Yuxuan said with a frown.

After hearing this, Concubine Wan hurriedly comforted him, "Your Majesty, you worry too much. Your son is a filial child, how could he not take you seriously? He won the battle in the north for the sake of the Great Zong Kingdom and for you."

Emperor Yuxuan sighed and said insincerely, "I hope so."

Concubine Wan gently patted Emperor Yuxuan's hand and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry. Your son's health is not very good. Maybe he will be older than him in these two years!" Her eyes became red as she spoke.

Hearing this, he felt inexplicably happy. He pouted his lips and looked at Concubine Wan's belly: "It is still up to fate for Yan'er, but my beloved concubine, you don't have to be afraid of loneliness in your later years. Aren't you pregnant with another little dragon for me?"

Concubine Wan gently touched her belly and leaned on his shoulder: "Your Majesty, our little princess is very naughty. She always practices punching on my belly."

Emperor Yuxuan originally disliked Concubine Wan's heir, but after hearing his words, he immediately became very pleased and laughed heartily...

He didn't like the dragon sons, because his throne would be threatened. He had to rack his brains to deal with them all day. Princess is good! He hoped that all the concubines in the palace would give birth to little princesses. He wanted to live forever and rule the world forever. As for the rest, it was nothing.

The ministers showed even more respect to Concubine Wan. But the Imperial Master stood aside and ignored them. Ever since his daughter became a concubine, the old emperor seemed to have forgotten about him, the father-in-law.

"Hmm!" He seemed to have thought of something?

Emperor Yuxuan sat high on the dragon throne and majestically ordered the national teacher Meng Tonglu: "My dear Minister Meng, take this golden order and bring Sizhe back to me quickly." National teacher Meng Tonglu had long harbored murderous intentions towards Sizhe and others in his heart. Now that the emperor had asked him to go, he was secretly happy, thinking that the opportunity had finally come.

Concubine Wan smiled sweetly, and stretched out her soft hand, gently holding the emperor's hand, and said in a sweet voice: "Your Majesty, please bring Yan'er back with you. Think about it, that little Sizhe is crazy all day long, if Yan'er is not around, something will happen! Besides, without Yan'er, how can he come back with the Imperial Master obediently?"

"That Sizhe is a madman. How could he recognize the extremely noble golden order of your Majesty? I am afraid that he will act recklessly at that time." After saying this, Concubine Wan blinked her big watery eyes, looking adorable.

After Concubine Wan finished saying this, Emperor Yuxuan suddenly remembered the crazy look of little Sizhe, and that look instantly became clear in his mind.

But Emperor Yuxuan actually didn't want his son Yan'er to come back. He looked gloomy and coldly told the Imperial Preceptor Meng Tonglu: "Imperial Preceptor, go tie up Si Zhe and block his mouth! Then bring him back to me! As for Yan'er, let him govern the north for a while!"

When saying this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Emperor Yuxuan's eyes. The North is an extremely cold place, and he clearly wanted to freeze Yan'er to death!

When Concubine Wan heard this, she immediately refused to give in. She twisted her body and said coquettishly again, "Your Majesty, can't you just let him come back for a while before going to the north? I miss him so much, please let me see Yan'er again!"

When the state teacher Meng Tonglu heard this, the wrinkles on his forehead wrinkled. Then he walked slowly to the side of Emperor Yuxuan and whispered something in his ear in a low voice.

After hearing this, Emperor Yuxuan was stunned for a moment, then an expression of great joy appeared on his face, and he readily agreed to let Sikongyan and Xiao Sizhe come back together.

Imperial Preceptor Meng Tonglu bowed slightly and replied, "Your Majesty is wise. I will do it right away." After that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Emperor Yuxuan was looking ahead thoughtfully, as if thinking about what the Imperial Master had just said in his ear.

When Concubine Wan saw that the emperor had changed his mind, although she was a little confused, she did not dare to ask more questions and just stood aside obediently.

The atmosphere in the palace at this time was a little subtle, and everyone seemed to have their own thoughts. Emperor Yuxuan might be thinking of a bigger plan, and the actions of the national teacher Meng Tonglu were also unpredictable.

Concubine Wan looked delicate and gentle, quietly waiting for the next development. After a while, Emperor Yuxuan waved his hand and said, "Everyone go down. I am tired and need to rest well."

Upon hearing this, all the ministers hastily bowed and took their leave. The palace returned to its former tranquility, but everything that had just happened was like ripples, causing waves in everyone's hearts.

After those years of war, Sikong Yan finally led everyone to a beautiful victory, and the North was able to return.

Now, the most important thing is to arrange for those scattered refugees so that they can return to their former homes. Fortunately, the silver collected along the way came in handy at this time, and the refugees no longer had to worry about food and clothing. These supplies and silver were enough to sustain the livelihood of Shaodou City in the north for three months.

Sikong Yan stood on this piece of land, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind. He held Sizhe's hand, followed by Xiao Sanlang, and walked together on the streets of the northern town.

He saw many soldiers actively helping the people rebuild their homes, and the bustling scene made him feel a little relieved. However, his brows were still slightly furrowed, and he was thinking about how the Northland would continue to develop in three months, a year, ten years... and how these people would live and work in peace and contentment for a long time.

Just then, a clear shout was heard.

"Brother Yan——"

"Brother Yan——"

Sikong Yan was startled. Why? Why is someone calling him? He looked at Xiao Sizhe, who was holding his hand, in confusion. He thought, he is right here, so who is calling him Brother Yan? Xiao Sizhe's heart was suddenly twisted, and a bad premonition came to his mind. It seemed that the thing he was worried about was about to happen.

I saw Lan Xi running out from the crowd and rushing towards him——

"Brother Yan, I finally found you!"