Satisfied Female Emperor

In the Kingdom of Yan, apart from the princess' lack of response, Jiang Muli was actually better off than in the Kingdom of Jiang. Everything in the Kingdom of Yan was provided in accordance with the rules, unlike in the Palace of Jiang, where he sometimes had to rely on fourth brother's help in order to eat his fill.

The empress had given them everything they had, but as long as they kept their food in check, Jiang Muli wouldn't be able to think of anything else.

Jiang Muli covered his heart. Was he ambitious? He had, too, but he had only himself.

He knew that his Fourth Brother's purpose for helping him was not simple, but he wanted to stay in Yan Kingdom and be a son of another country that sought to study for the rest of his life, instead of waiting for the new Emperor to ascend to the throne and recall him as a sacrifice. However, only Fourth Brother would be able to help him if he stayed in Yan Kingdom.

Jiang Mo Li slowly opened the letter.

The greeting on the letter was warm and the scheme after it was cold, but the result was like walking in a desert under the blazing sun and seeing a spring, sweet and clear, the kind of joy and excitement that only those who were extremely thirsty could feel.

This year, the princess was already fifteen years old, right? Even according to Emperor Qinghe's request, a marriage of eighteen years old shouldn't have any objections.

Furthermore, he could take a step back and stay outside the palace for his wedding. Even if he saw the princess a few times a month, he would agree. As long as he saw her once a month, he would do his duty and be her husband.

As long as he thought about it, Jiang Mubai could feel his blood boiling with the imagination.

In these past few years, the princess had not shown any sign of being particularly close to any man. If it was special, Jiang Mubai would think that she was the most special one instead. Occasionally, she would think of him.

She would give him presents, sometimes ink, sometimes flowers and insects, sometimes holiday gifts, such as rice dumplings for the Dragon Boat Festival, rice porridge for the eighth festival, and various other gifts during the holiday.

He was a man, and it was not easy to find her, and she rarely left the palace.

He didn't know if it was because it was easy to make people's hearts soften at night, or because the wine she sent him confused him. When the sky turned white, he sighed and said, "Remind me to reply to fourth brother in a few days."

It was not that he could not harden his heart, but the thought of living with her made him want to defend her, not that she would marry him because of her reputation, and that he was despicable to her?

If there was a way to make her fall in love with him, he believed that Fourth Brother could wait. Fourth Brother could no longer become enemies with Yan Kingdom.

Jiang Muli felt that this was feasible. These past few years, he had worked hard to build a good relationship with the aristocratic families in the capital and gained some connections. Although he had limited manpower, he had used them wherever possible.

As for Ru Yi, she was getting closer to the girls of the aristocratic families, so news of her could naturally be passed on to him through the elder brothers of these girls.

According to what he knew, some of the aristocratic young masters that the princess visited were the eldest sons of the aristocratic families, such as Cheng Guo's heir, Xiao Jia, the heir to the Qi Kingdom, and Shi Jinsong, the heir to the Hou clan. Their interactions with these people were not to avoid others, and one thing that the aristocratic families had in common was that they were already married and had children.

Jiang Mo Li had reason to believe that Ru Yi didn't have that kind of intention towards these people, and didn't have a marriage with her. Jiang Mo Li had reason to believe that Ru Yi didn't have that kind of intention towards these people, but didn't have a marriage with the Cheng Guo family's second son, Gao Qian.

He did not feel that he and Ruyi were enemies. On the contrary, if the marriage was successful, and the husband and wife were enemies, then she would be his glory.

If Ruyi had someone she liked, he would be Jiang Muli's enemy. However, right now, he could not find anyone who Ruyi had good feelings towards.

He had to think hard about what to do. It was best if he didn't use Fourth Brother's method. What good would it do to him to hurt Ru Yi?

"What day is it today?" Jiang Mo Li asked while knocking on the table.

"Young Master, it's the seventh of the sixth month." After these few years of training in Yan Country, he had matured and become more reserved.

Jiang Muli nodded. "Yes, yes. Will His Majesty still be going to the palace for the summer?"

If the Emperor were to go to the palace, he would probably be allowed to follow after his last paper. After all, Jiang Country was in the north of Yan Country, and it wasn't as hot in summer as Yan Country. As long as he didn't use ice, he would inevitably get a rash on his body.

Inside Hua Qingshan's bamboo house, Master Wu was looking at the disciples who were soaking in the soup. He had soaked in the soup before, so he naturally knew how it tasted like.

Master Wu's eldest senior brother walked over from behind him and also followed his gaze. He frowned and said, "This is your disciple? I say, how did you get this... "Eh, little gongzi?"

The eldest senior brother wanted to say that his skin was very fair, but he thought that it would not be easy for his junior brother to choose one after all these years.

Xue Xianyun had already suntanned quite a bit, but he had to compare himself with anyone else. With Da Shixiong's eyesight, if he were to put on good clothes, he would look like a refined little gongzi.

Master Wu didn't want his disciple to be disturbed, so he turned around and walked outside. Unexpectedly, he didn't hear his senior apprentice brother following him for a few steps. His heart skipped a beat.

Turning his head, he saw that the Eldest Senior Brother was walking around the medicine barrel that was filled with Xue Junyun's medicine, while muttering, "This seedling of yours is not bad, but he's a little old!"

Master Wu silently swallowed a mouthful of black blood. He took two steps forward and stopped his senior brother from touching Xue Qianyun's hand. His own disciple knew that he didn't like people touching him.

He sat cross-legged in the bucket, sweating profusely, feeling that the water in the bowls of medicine he had drunk before entering the bucket had been steamed out, and the heat in his dantian had started to rise.

"Thinking back then, I even wished that I could separate my soul from my body. Look at how expressionless this kid is!" The Eldest Senior Brother said in surprise.

Master Wu didn't even want to think about that day. Back when he was soaking in the medicinal bath, his Eldest Senior Brother said to divert his attention and actually found two naked girls to dance with him, causing him to almost have his cultivation go berserk.

He knew that this was a step that had to be taken, so he didn't show it on his face. However, in his heart, he thought, "Everything has its limits, like an illusion, like a dew or a bolt of lightning. We should do as we see …"

In a trance, he heard a sigh, "He has a obsession in his heart. Besides that obsession, it can be said that he's invincible …"

Wu Haoyu really wanted to vomit blood, but he had to be respectful when his senior apprentice-brother looked like an experienced person because his meridians were in disarray. Wu Haoyu really wanted to vomit blood when his senior apprentice brother looked like an experienced person, but he had to be respectful when he looked like an experienced person.

The eldest senior brother refused to leave and stayed in the bamboo house until Xue Qianyun had finished bathing.

"Come, come, junior nephew, come to senior uncle." He held the wine gourd in his hand and beckoned to him.

Xue Shaoyun is wearing Liuyun brocade, not because it is expensive to look at, but because it is cool, slippery and won't hurt so much when it touches the body.

However, Liuyun brocade was great. When it walked, it was like flowing clouds and flowing water, like an immortal slowly walking down from the heavens.

"Martial Nephew, you're not that old either …" The moment Eldest Senior Brother opened his mouth, Master Wu began to despise him. Just now, he had even said that Master Wu had come because of him.

The senior monk sighed with emotion and asked with a gossipy expression, "What is it that makes you so stubborn?"

"Persistence?" Zhanyun looked at him, "My obsession is to practice my martial arts well."

The Eldest Senior Brother smirked in his heart and said, "Wow, what a good boy."

If other people saw that the princess needed to be surrounded, they might have to try their luck. On the other hand, Tutor Qian didn't have this worry at all. It was just like how some people were worried that their credit cards would be overdrawn.

After Ru Yi left for the afternoon assembly, she was led to the study by the Imperial Tutor and stayed there for the entire morning. After she finished studying for an hour and a half, Imperial Tutor Qian arranged for her lessons to be done and allowed her to leave.

Ru Yi then said to Li Rou, "Send someone to tell Feng Lin to ask her to eat with Ji Panpan. Watch Ji Panpan. Don't let her eat anything extra cold." She then walked towards her father.

In order to show his joy and surprise, Emperor Qing He had ordered his men to withdraw the ice basins from the palace. He was doing well, but the other people on duty in the palace were all sweating. It was simply too hot today.

Ru Yi walked a few steps forward. She originally wanted to enter the hall to cool down, but she didn't expect that the hall would be as stuffy as outside. "Why didn't royal father use ice?"

Emperor Qing He tried to change the topic. "When using ice, I don't feel it's hot, right?"

Ru Yi's steps suddenly stopped and she carefully sized him up. Seeing that her beloved father really didn't have any sweat, and was in high spirits, and then looking at the others, Senior Officer Zheng was secretly blocking her line of sight. If she wasn't mistaken, he was wiping away his sweat …

"This son also feels hot to the point of sweating. How come royal father isn't hot? Could it be that you have practiced some peerless martial arts? " Ye Zichen asked in shock.

Since Emperor Qinghe was willing to put on an act, why would she collapse her own father's throne?

Emperor Qinghe laughed complacently, and his laughter could be heard throughout the entire palace.

Li Rou, who was carrying Ru Yi's fan with her, speechlessly handed it over at this moment.

Ru Yi fanned herself with her hand. "Father, don't smile anymore. As the saying goes, 'laughing for ten years', you've laughed quite a few times. If you smile any longer, you'll return to your youth.

Emperor Qing He's complacent laughter turned into laughter, and even Senior Official Zheng couldn't help but laugh.

The people in the hall first secretly shrugged their shoulders, and then someone started to giggle, and soon, the laughter spread to the rest of the people in the hall. Although the weather was hot, everyone in the hall was in a very happy mood.

"You are actually mischievous …"

"Aiya, after pretending for so many years, I've finally been discovered by royal father."

Emperor Qinghe was laughing so hard, he almost forgot about what he was doing.

There are mulberry trees in the northwest of Yan, the branches climb and grow, leaves big, like the shade, the white leaves become soft in the sun, no more quality. There was a silkworm on its back that was three inches long. Its color was white, and its silk was a cold silkworm. It was soft and smooth, but very cold in the summer.

This year, the Cold Silk had become a tribute, and Emperor Qinghe was now wearing clothes made from Cold Silk.