"Gan!"

Ying Wuji's mood was a bit ugly.

Because of Nangong Yan, he was not unaware of Ji Tong's whereabouts.

In his view, Ji Tong had been forced out of the city Jing and had been painting and practicing the art of alchemy in the deep mountains.

But in reality, Ji Tong had been doing a lot more than just painting during this time.

This included meeting Wu Dan in private.

All of this was beyond Ying Wuji's surveillance.

Even the Gu Niang, every time she sought an audience with Ji Tong, she would emphasize the need for a private report.

It seemed like they were trying to avoid Nangong Yan.

But it wasn't entirely a precaution against Nangong Yan, because if Nangong Yan were truly exposed, she wouldn't be able to stay by Ji Tong's side, and from Ji Tong's behavior, it seemed that she still cared for Nangong Yan.

This avoidance seemed more like the Gu Niang simply didn't like Nangong Yan.

After all, the Gu Niang had a bit of a sickly sweet personality.

"Annoying!"

Ying Wuji shook his head and stopped dwelling on the issue, humming a song as he headed home.

It was already late, and everyone would be returning home even if they were busy.

When he arrived home, Bai Yi was busy in the kitchen, Hua Chao was helping, and Bai Zhi was eagerly watching, about to drool.

He couldn't help but be curious: "Mother! You can leave the cooking to the chef, why bother cooking yourself?"

"Go away, don't cause trouble."

Bai Yi waved her hand dismissively, not intending to answer the question.

Hua Chao explained with a smile as she chopped vegetables, "Since we moved to the new place, Mother has always been cooking herself, saying that the new home isn't ready and it's not time to enjoy it yet."

Ying Wuji pursed his lips.

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It seemed that the Bai family was quite attached to the new home, and even Bai Yi couldn't escape it.

He smiled and took Bai Zhi's wrist, heading straight to the dining table to wait.

Bai Zhi was reluctant: "Young Master, aren't you going to help in the kitchen?"

Ying Wuji glanced at her: "What? Do you want to help in the kitchen?"

Bai Zhi mumbled, "I want to see the Young Master help in the kitchen!"

Ying Wuji: "..."

She didn't even try to hide it.

She stood in the kitchen like a foreman.

But the food that Mother cooked was indeed delicious, not much worse than the chef's.

Now that iron pots were popular, the term "cuisine" was beginning to take root.

Bai Yi might become the leader of the first major cuisine.

Although Ying Wuji didn't care much about food and drink, it was still a good thing to eat good food every day.

It had to be said.

They were all people who lived a peaceful life.

"Hey hey hey!"

A familiar voice rang out.

Looking in the direction of the sound, Mi Xingli was leaning against the kitchen door, smiling as she looked inside. "Bai Miss, it smells so good, you're cooking again today! Take it easy, don't tire yourself out!"

Bai Yi's voice came from inside the kitchen, "If you're worried about me getting tired, why don't you come help in the kitchen!"

"What? Bai Miss, what did you say?"

Mi Xingli rubbed her head, "I've been at the construction site all day, my hearing isn't very good, I'll go wipe the table for you first!"

With that, she skipped over to the dining table.

...

Seeing Ying Wuji, her eyes lit up with surprise. "Oh! The son-in-law is back?"

Ying Wuji looked at her disdainfully, "The lady is really lazy!"

"Pot calling the kettle black!"

Mi Xingli grinned and turned her gaze to Bai Zhi, her eyes suddenly lighting up. "Hey? This equally lazy little sister looks so familiar, isn't this little Bai Zhi? How come she's grown so much in a few months, let her sister touch her!"

As she spoke, she reached out to grab Bai Zhi's chest.

Bai Zhi was shocked and quickly backed away, but Mi Xingli had predicted her movements and caught her.

She was not allowed to use her cultivation at home, and she felt extremely desperate for a moment.

She looked at Ying Wuji with pleading eyes.

Being kneaded into various shapes by Mi Xingli was a beautiful scene.

But Ying Wuji was resolute, and Mi Xingli's move was even more ruthless towards women. She had often teased Hua Chao before, and now she had even subdued Bai Zhi.

The little girl was struggling!

Turn the tables and knead her back!

That would be even more beautiful!

However, Bai Zhi clearly didn't have the courage to turn the tables, after all, Ying Wuji had never been so ruthless to her.

It took a lot of effort to break free, only to be caught again by Mi Xingli.

Huh?

Ying Wuji was a little surprised. Although he hadn't seen Bai Zhi's true strength, she was definitely a talented member of the younger generation. How could Mi Xingli easily guess her movements every time?

Was this... the Heavenly Manifestation Technique?

He thought of the book that Da Xingli had given him when he returned from the Capital of the Great Ming.

It seemed to contain records about the Heavenly Manifestation Technique.

But the content was too fragmented and too mysterious for Ying Wuji's pig brain to understand, so he simply gave up.

But it seemed that the Heavenly Manifestation Technique was the only thing that fit this phenomenon.

This little girl Mi Xingli was actually using this technique to catch her opponents.

Without a broad spectrum.

"Everyone's here!"

Another voice came from outside the door.

Zhao Ning and Li Caimei walked in hand in hand, smiling as they entered the main hall.

Mi Xingli finally let go of her claws and smiled as she bowed, "Your Highness, Your Highness the Princess, please!"

Bai Zhi finally broke free and hid behind Ying Wuji, looking at Mi Xingli, straightening her disheveled clothes, her pretty face full of panic and vigilance.

Zhao Ning smiled faintly, "The lady is polite!"

With that, he sat next to Ying Wuji with Li Caimei.

There was no taboo.

After all, the palace was currently a temporary residence, and in order to live more freely, all the palace maids and eunuchs, except for those who were absolutely trustworthy, had been sent away.

Now, there were no outsiders left, especially at night.

Even the officials reporting on government affairs needed a special eunuch to report.

The so-called secrecy of identity.

There was no need to keep it here.Anyway, Mi Xingli has seen through too much, so there's no point in hiding it from her.

Leaning on her cheek, Mi Xingli looked at Li Caimei and couldn't help but pout, "The Princess Consort is glowing, and she's sure to give birth to a big, healthy boy. Some people are really lucky!"

"Thank you for your kind words, Miss."

...

Li Caimei's lips curved slightly, her eyes full of happiness as she lightly tapped Ying Wuji's arm.

Ying Wuji grinned and made her a bowl of ginseng tea.

He had heard from Zhao Ning during the day that Tang Tang's complexion had indeed improved in recent days.

Other than being a bit sleepy, she didn't have any other symptoms of pregnancy.

She was in a great mood every day, had a good appetite, and the mother and daughter often went for walks.

Mi Xingli glanced at Ying Wuji, who was feeding Li Caimei the ginseng tea, and then at Zhao Ning, who was dozing off on the side.

Her expression couldn't help but look a bit strange.

How could there be such a strange love triangle in the world?

Ying Wuji looked at her, somewhat displeased. "What's with that look?"

Mi Xingli smiled. "What? Can't I envy your family?"

"What's there to envy?"

Bai Yi came in with a tray of dishes, setting the table and glancing at Mi Xingli with a sly smile. "If you really envy us, why don't you just marry into the family? Everyone likes you, and the Princess Consort is fond of you too!"

Hearing this, Mi Xingli, who had been a rogue all her life, couldn't hold back.

Her face turned red, and she tried to maintain a calm expression. "I also like the Princess Consort! It's just that someone already has four wives and concubines at home, and may not be able to give his heart to me. I won't join in the fun."

Bai Yi chuckled. "I was just joking, and little Xingli took it seriously. If we used marriage to tie you down and prevent the Chu Kingdom from losing a talented reformer, that would be a serious crime."

Mi Xingli: "..."

Hua Chao saw her feeling down and couldn't help but laugh softly. "It's okay! It's not too late for you to come back after you've revitalized the family business in the Chu Kingdom!"

Mi Xingli: "..."

Ying Wuji smirked, not expecting Mi Xingli to be in this situation.

But this kind of topic couldn't be forced, so he smiled and started distributing the chopsticks. "Let's eat! I'm starving!"

Bai Yi didn't continue teasing.

Although she also wanted to turn Mi Xingli into her daughter-in-law.

But in the current situation, it was indeed not possible.

This girl had the whole Chu Kingdom in her heart, and personal matters couldn't stop her from doing her own thing.

Moreover, the family was still in the Li Kingdom.

Their family was probably destined to have no connection with this well-raised girl.

The family started eating.

The food Bai Yi made was delicious, and there was constant praise at the feast.

Regardless of the status of these daughters-in-law outside, when they were with their mother-in-law, they were all juniors and had to please her.

Bai Yi was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling while eating. When she realized, all the juniors had finished eating, and she leisurely started eating.

After the meal, she cleaned up the dishes.

Then, she left, using the excuse of "going back to the Bai family to stay."

Leaving only her son and the women in the house.

Mi Xingli glanced at all the wives in the room, then quickly stood up, hinting, "It's not quite appropriate for me to stay any longer. I'll stay outside tonight and come back in the morning."

Ying Wuji rolled his eyes. "You know when to leave!"

Mi Xingli was a little unhappy. "My lord, won't you escort me?"

"Tsk! I'm busy with my wives, no time!"

Although Ying Wuji complained, he still got up to see her off after greeting the wives.

...

After seeing her off, they arrived outside the palace.

Ying Wuji glanced at her. "Do you have a problem? Let me accompany you, you're not talking on the way. Did my mother's words really break through your defenses, and you're confessing to me alone?"

"Pah! Dogs can't speak the truth!"

Mi Xingli gave him a disdainful look, and after a long silence, she said softly, "Do you feel that something's not right?"

"Not right?"

Ying Wuji frowned, trying to recall, but couldn't think of anything wrong. He sneered and said, "No! Are you jealous of my happy and harmonious family, and you, like a seasoning, always hope to have a moment of exclusive plot with me, and are ready to give me some trouble?"

"My lord, you think too highly of yourself!"

Mi Xingli felt choked, but after hesitating for a while, she said, "Some things may not sound good to you, but I'll say it cautiously. Have you noticed that your child's mother is unusually healthy?"

"Unusually healthy?"

Ying Wuji furrowed his brows, and after thinking for a while, he didn't find anything unusual. He sneered and said, "No! Are you cursing me?"

But after a second thought, Mi Xingli wasn't that kind of person.

And Tang Tang's unexpectedly good health was indeed surprising.

Mi Xingli continued, "Although your child's mother is the first Kun Chéng I've seen, it doesn't mean I haven't heard of it before. This kind of physique may be unattainable for ordinary people, but for us, it's not a problem to find some information."

"Brother Wu, I ask you! What are the characteristics of the Kun Chéng and the Li family bloodline?"

Ying Wuji's expression also became serious. "It means that the mother's innate energy and spirit are strong, and during pregnancy, she uses her energy and spirit to nourish the fetus to the greatest extent."

This matter was not a top secret.

Although the Li family had a large family, the married women, at most, would only give birth to three children.

Often, the first child had exceptional talent, the second child had slightly higher talent, and very few would have a third child, and even if they did, they would be ordinary.

The Kun Chéng was much stronger, but the pattern was the same.

Mi Xingli nodded. "If I remember correctly, on the day Zhao Ying forced the palace, your child's mother's physique should have been extremely weak. How much of that was true, and how much was an act?"

Ying Wuji didn't answer, but it was clear what she meant.

The Kun Chéng would nourish the fetus to the greatest extent.

Damage to the mother's body was inevitable.

On that day, three parts were true, and seven parts were false.Tang Tang was not on the verge of collapse, but she was indeed quite weak, the result of being bombarded with all kinds of heavenly treasures and earthly treasures.

This was simply an unavoidable situation for a Kun Cheng body.

But as long as she was well taken care of, she would only be a little weak, and it wouldn't have a major impact on her overall health, nor would it endanger her life.

So the family just took care of Tang Tang more, but didn't think too seriously about it.

Later, when Tang Tang became healthier, everyone was happy.

But now.

It really feels a bit off.

He smirked and said, "Are you saying that the process of nurturing the fetus in a Kun Cheng body has been interrupted? But that's not a problem. Why does the child need to be so vigorous? As long as the mother is healthy, it's fine."

....

Mi Xingli asked, "Do you think the fetus in her womb hasn't become stronger?"

Ying Wuji: "......"

As the child's father, he was always concerned about the mother and child.

If the fetus had really encountered a problem, he would have been anxious long ago.

But the situation was that Tang Tang was doing well, and the fetus was also very healthy. Its innate talent was definitely superior to any genius, so it didn't seem like the nurturing had been interrupted.

This energy doesn't seem to be conserved!

He couldn't help but ask, "So what exactly is the situation?"

Mi Xingli shrugged, "I don't know, but I found signs of a prayer on the Crown Princess just now, and this prayer also connected to you. The abnormality on her body may be related to this prayer. Brother Wu, have you felt that your energy and blood have weakened?"

"No!"

"Huh? Could it be that the person who prayed made a sacrifice of their own?"

"This..."

Ying Wuji was also puzzled, "Are you saying that someone did a good deed without leaving a name."

Mi Xingli nodded, "From the perspective of the health of the mother and child, it is indeed a genuine good deed, but..."

She hesitated.

Ying Wuji immediately felt that something was wrong, "But what?"

Mi Xingli bit her lip, "Brother Wu! To be honest, I have already mastered the basics of the Tianyan Divine Art. Although I can't predict too much, I have some experience in divining blessings and misfortunes.

This fetus is undoubtedly healthy, but it may bring great disaster to your family.

This disaster is very likely related to this prayer."

Ying Wuji: "......"

Mi Xingli rubbed her head, "It sounds like I'm cursing you, but you should be careful. At least from what I know, after a Kun Cheng body becomes pregnant, it needs to be carefully nurtured, and there are many prayers arranged, but it seems that none of them can completely solve the problem. The effect of this time is so good. It's probably not an ordinary person who did it. I don't know if Brother Wu knows who this person is? Or, where did this expert come from?"

Ying Wuji felt that something was not right.

Because he felt that everything Mi Xingli said made sense.

This matter was indeed quite suspicious.

Although the child Tang Tang was carrying was not the legitimate grandson of the Zhao family, the treatment given by the old man was very generous, and there was no shortage of anything, and even more than enough.

Prayers were definitely performed.

But that was just a routine prayer, performed every time a new heir was born to the royal family, and it couldn't have such a strong effect.

So where did this prayer come from?

He didn't arrange it.

The Bai family didn't arrange it.

The old man didn't arrange it either.

So who was this kind-hearted person?

Since they did a good deed.

Why did they do it secretly?

Ying Wuji couldn't help but ask, "You just said that this fetus might bring disaster to us, what does that mean?"

Mi Xingli sighed, "To be precise, it's not the fetus that brings disaster, but the prayer this time brings disaster. I'm not too sure about the specific situation, but you should be careful. But don't be too depressed, it's only possible to bring disaster, not a certainty... Ah! Why does it sound more and more confusing?"

....

Her tongue was a bit tied.

Because she had just mastered the basics of the Tianyan Divine Art, she could only see a general idea.

Seeing Ying Wuji's increasingly unpleasant expression, she quickly said, "Brother Wu! I always say what I think, and what I said this time may sound a bit unpleasant, but don't..."

Ying Wuji waved his hand, "I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know what's good for me. How could I blame you? Thank you, Miss, for letting me know. If it really comes true in the future, I will definitely reward you generously!"

"Okay, okay!"

Mi Xingli forced a smile, "Don't take it too much to heart. The Great Yan has a total of fifty, and forty-nine are used. Even if this disaster is a predetermined fate for you, there is still a possibility of turning bad luck into good. And my Tianyan Divine Art is only half-baked, so it may not be very accurate in the first place."

Ying Wuji nodded, "That's true! Why would I believe a half-baked person like you?"

With that, he casually took out a bag of gold and threw it over.

He grinned and said, "Thank you, Miss, for not disturbing my sleep tonight. Don't stay in a bad place tonight either. This bag of gold is enough for you to find seven or eight strong young men to serve you!"

Mi Xingli: "Pah!"

She spat on the ground, but her hand that pocketed the gold was not at all hesitant.

After all, she was used to spending Ying Wuji's money, and no matter how much she took, she never blushed.

Ying Wuji watched her leave with a smile on his face.

His expression gradually became heavy.

Although this little girl always said that her Tianyan Divine Art was only half-baked, and she usually seemed out of place.

But when it came to serious matters, she had never missed the mark.

She dared to say something that could potentially offend someone, which meant she was quite confident.

Ying Wuji distilled a few key points of information.

The prayer was a genuine prayer, and it only had benefits for Tang Tang and the fetus in her womb from a health perspective.

But this matter could indeed bring disaster.

This was absurd.

Why would a simple prayer bring disaster?

Unless... this prayer had other effects?

The key was, where did this prayer come from?

Prayers were not part of the Zhou ritual, but they also required quite a grand ceremony, and the movement was not small.

If there is such a courtesy within the Li Kingdom, it is impossible to escape my eyes.

So, it must be outside the borders.

Who outside would do such a good deed?

And not even leave a name!

Ji Tong?

The Zhou royal family?

Or the Qian royal family?

No matter which one, it seems a bit unsettling!

Ying Wuji shook his head and turned back to the Marquis's mansion.

He had originally thought it would be awkward for the four women to sit together, but they were actually having a lively conversation. After all, Zhao Ning, the senior wife, was the prince of a country. As long as she was willing, the atmosphere would not be cold.

Seeing Ying Wuji arrive, Zhao Ning waved and smiled, "Wuji! We are discussing the new location for the Marquis's mansion. Come and take a look!"

As she spoke, she shook the map in her hand.

Although the Marquis's mansion and the prince's mansion were temporarily arranged in the palace, they would have to move out once the palace was officially built.

Ying Wuji glanced at it and saw that Zhao Ning had circled four places, all of which looked quite good.

...

Seeing that the wives were all in good spirits, he put on a smile and discussed with them in a perfunctory manner.

Zhao Ning noticed a hint of worry between his brows. She tried to probe discreetly a few times, but found that he didn't seem to want to talk about it face to face.

After some thought, she smiled and asked, "Wuji! I made a mistake in my cultivation a few days ago and need to go into seclusion to recuperate. Would you be willing to help me guard the law?"

As soon as she said this, Li Caimei, Hua Chao, and Bai Zhi all looked at her.

Zhao Ning looked a little uncomfortable, and her fair face turned slightly red.

Hua Chao smiled gently, "This kind of thing shouldn't be asked of him. Just take him away. With his high cultivation level, he doesn't even care about his wife's injuries. I just finished writing a script. I'll have Caimei and little Bai Zhi help me with it. You two should go now!"

"Okay!"

Zhao Ning smiled and then pulled Ying Wuji away from the Marquis's mansion, heading towards the nearby prince's mansion.

Once they were in the study, she closed the door and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Ying Wuji rubbed his head and recounted his conversation with Mi Xingli.

"It does seem a bit suspicious!"

Zhao Ning furrowed her eyebrows slightly, but quickly relaxed and gently held Ying Wuji's hand. "Actually, there's no need to worry so much. Even if there really is a disaster, can't our family handle it? There's no need to let Caimei know about this. Let her rest assured and take care of her pregnancy. I've never heard of anyone harming others through pregnancy."

Her hand was long and warm.

Just holding it made people feel extremely at ease.

"That's true!"

Ying Wuji smiled and said, "You said you needed to go into seclusion for recuperation. Hurry up, I can't wait to guard the law for you."

Zhao Ning was taken aback for a moment and couldn't help but laugh, "That's just an excuse. There's no need to guard..."

Ying Wuji grabbed her wrist, "What if I insist on guarding?"

Zhao Ning: "..."

An hour later, Zhao Ning fell asleep soundly on Ying Wuji's chest.

Ying Wuji gently stroked her smooth back. The body of Zhuan Xu Emperor was indeed strong, giving him a sense of satisfaction as if he had met his match.

It felt like he had been elevated.

No, wait...

Zhuan Xu Emperor's body?

He quickly examined his dantian internally.

Inside, there was the essence and energy that had melted from the Mohist stele in the Capital of the Great Ming.

At that time, this blood and energy had been divided into two parts.

The free part had been used up for himself and Zhao Ning.

The remaining large part was sealed in the dantian and was basically unusable.

Ying Wuji didn't know how to develop it, so he simply left it alone.

But today, he felt like there was less of it.

Where did it go?

Ying Wuji suddenly remembered Mi Xingli's words.

"Brother Ying, have you felt that the energy and blood in your body have weakened?"

Could it be that the part of my energy and blood that was missing had been offset by this blood and energy?

So this prayer...

Ying Wuji felt uneasy.

He shifted his body slightly.

The sudden movement startled Zhao Ning awake.

She rubbed her eyes drowsily, "Wuji, what's wrong?"

The commotion just now had brought her to a peak of alertness, but her physical strength had plummeted, and now she felt completely exhausted and just wanted to fall back into a deep sleep.

...

But unexpectedly, a gentle right hand was constantly moving on her body.

The desire that had already subsided seemed to have been awakened again.

She hugged Ying Wuji's head, "I'm a bit tired today. Can we continue tomorrow?"

Ying Wuji slurred his words, "I have to criticize you for this. You're so dedicated to everything else, but you're not putting in the effort to have a child?"

Zhao Ning: "..."

...

Days passed one by one.

There was constant activity within the Mohist Guild, but there was no sign of relocation. Mohist craftsmen were busier than ever, and all the necessary facilities were being built, both in the city and the countryside.

The city walls were rising inch by inch.

The ditches were being dug one by one.

The entire new territory was showing signs of prosperity.

The prosperity of the Great Li continued to spread far and wide. All the countries and families looked on with envy, but they were also somewhat helpless. They all wanted to emulate it, but internal resistance was too great, and they could only sigh with envy.

Especially the Wei and Han families, not only did they sigh with envy, but they also had to guard against the Zhao family's bloodsucking.

With the precedent of the previous migration order and the extensive propaganda by the Zhao family, the new territory of the Great Li had become a paradise in the hearts of the people of Wei and Han.

In addition to the wound of the Li family's old land, they had to pay an increasingly heavy price to prevent the outflow of population.

Not to mention Wei and Han.

Even the Kingdom of Qian was showing signs of population outflow.

If the Kingdom of Qian were not an independent country and had strict laws, it might have become the third major victim of the Zhao family's bloodsucking.

Just taking the Kingdom of Yan as an example, in such a long time, nearly a thousand households had smuggled into the new territory of the Great Li.

Although the Kingdom of Li had invested too much and was somewhat financially strained.But overall, the prospects are excellent.

At least that's how it appears.

Since the opening of the academy, countless scholars have joined, with the outstanding ones being directly assigned to lower official positions for training, and those who pass the assessment are employed immediately.

Moreover, the nation's young talents have been pouring into the military, each with a solid foundation that is frightening.

The top elite, under the guidance of Ying Wuji, were directly trained by the Bai family using secret methods.

Their cultivation improved by leaps and bounds each day.

By the time they re-enlisted, they were already of elite caliber.

The next batch of Bai family disciples would soon be recruited.

The entire Great Li seemed to be on the cusp of a golden age.

But...

There was one unsightly issue.

Even Ying Wuji was alarmed.

Five months had passed.

Tang Tang's belly was growing larger and larger.

It was clear that in a month or two, she would give birth.

But the belly of his first wife showed no signs of life.

Despite diligently attending to his nightly duties!

The same was true for Hua Chao.

There was clearly nothing wrong with her body.

Yet there was no sign of pregnancy.

Just thinking about this made him sweat profusely from his forehead.

Could this be the additional effect of that prayer ritual?

What kind of bizarre prayer was this?

His father-in-law's external incarnation had originally planned to come and enjoy the good fortune while observing the signs of a prosperous era.

Instead, he was forcibly turned into a midwife.

He would nag incessantly, and upon seeing Ying Wuji, he would ask, "The seeds for the second round of spring wheat are about to be sown, why is there no movement from you?"

...

Ying Wuji could only offer an awkward smile in return and accept the medical examinations arranged by his father-in-law.

After each check-up.

His body was found to be without issues.

At first, he felt a sense of relief, but seeing his father-in-law's increasingly grave expression.

He found it harder and harder to relax.

A chill ran down his spine.

Could it be that Ji Tong's confidence stemmed from this?

...

Chongli Palace.

Another day's grand court meeting had ended.

After dismissing the court officials and warriors, Zhao Ji did not leave immediately but sat quietly on the throne, rubbing his head for a brief rest.

The grand court meetings these days repeated two main issues.

One was the Wei and Han families' incessant disputes over blood-sucking.

The other was the Zhao clan's growing greed for the new land's profits, constantly pushing young people into the academy while trying to directly demand benefits from him.

These two matters.

He had long since handled with ease.

But for some reason, he had been feeling increasingly tired lately.

"Perhaps... my time is nearing its end?"

Zhao Ji rubbed his cloudy eyes and looked towards the bright spring sun outside the palace, his expression somewhat dazed.

Willows were sprouting green.

Vitality was abundant.

Just like the Kingdom Li today.

With the rapid development of the new lands and the help of the ox demon Niu Benben, in a few days, ninety percent of the land would be sown with the second crop of spring wheat, which would stabilize the entire Great Li.

It seemed as if Kingdom Li was rejuvenated.

Except for himself, who was old and out of place.

"Your Majesty!"

A sharp and loud voice came from outside the hall.

Zhao Ji lifted his eyelids: "Grand Companion! Come in!"

"Yes!"

Eunuch Cao hurried to Zhao Ji's side with quick, small steps, bowing slightly, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty! There is news about the prayer ritual."

Zhao Ji's eyes lit up: "Really!? Where does this prayer ritual originate from?"

Eunuch Cao straightened up slightly, his gaze sharp, and slowly uttered three words.

"The Celestial Clan!"

I'm craving for some spicy soup.