One month later, the emperor passed away.

Jing Xiyu cried uncontrollably, his figure thinning considerably; if not for the ministers urging him to ascend the throne, he might continue to cry for some time.

The Wenn Family, knowing the truth: "..."

Anyway, they would be the most loyal subjects of the new emperor, and no one could shake their resolve.

In the eyes of the world, Jing Xiyu was a filial son, while Jing Yunzhou was a great traitor, a person of corrupt character.

Wenn Qiuyu had almost no presence, living a comfortable life behind closed doors.

Due to the Wenn Family, Jing Xiyu treated her well.

Jing Yunzhou, on the other hand, was at the Imperial Mausoleum, braving the cold wind and being bullied daily by the people there. Unable to bear it, he seized an opportunity to spread word about General Lin, tarnishing the emperor’s name even after death.

"Commandery Princess, now that everything is over, where should we head first?" Ashui asked.

With all his wishes fulfilled, he disbanded his people, dividing silver taels among them to live stable lives.

From now on, Ashui was just a cook for the Commandery Princess, nothing more.

"Where do you want to go? You must have visited many places."

"I like Jiangnan; it has lots of water, delicious food, and many boats. You can enjoy the scenery while eating delicacies on a boat."

Qiann Yan nodded: "Then let’s go to Jiangnan as you wish."

The people of the Commandery Princess Mansion quickly packed everything, not expecting Jing Xiyu to come with his men to see Qiann Yan the next day.

"I genuinely wish to invite you to the palace." Wearing the Dragon Robe, Jing Xiyu looked more handsome, his youthful innocence faded, replaced by greater authority and sharpness.

Standing there, he exerted a certain pressure on others.

Qiann Yan, appearing composed, declined: "I have no interest."

"I am the emperor now," Jing Xiyu emphasized.

Qiann Yan glanced at him: "What position do you plan to give me?"

Ashui felt tense, hoping the Commandery Princess wouldn’t agree. He looked at Jing Xiyu with jealousy, tempted to kill him.

Jing Xiyu, don’t dare to force him!

Otherwise, he’ll have no choice but to gather his people for one last act.

He wouldn’t even dare propose such a rude request to the Commandery Princess, what does Jing Xiyu count for?

Jing Xiyu was considering, and after a long while he said: "Noble Consort."

"I won’t be a concubine," Qiann Yan replied.

Jing Xiyu paused for a moment and finally said: "Fine, you’ll be the empress." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Such a stunning woman, it was only fitting she became empress.

Qiann Yan looked deeply at Jing Xiyu: "Think carefully, I am said to bring misfortune, those involved with me face either death or injury."

"I don’t believe in that nonsense."

Jing Xiyu happily went back to prepare, leaning over the Dragon Desk to write the decree. As he wrote, he suddenly felt dizzy and collapsed onto the desk.

Ashui was hiding in the room writing a little note, and after finishing, he went to catch the carrier pigeon that hadn’t been released, planning to tie the note to it.

He had no choice; Jing Xiyu was too oppressive, he had to call those people back for another act.

While tying the note, Qiann Yan approached: "Ashui, what are you doing?"

"Commandery Princess, I’m summoning my former subordinates, there are still things unfinished." Ashui admitted candidly, "I won’t let Jing Xiyu trouble you."

The Commandery Princess definitely didn’t want this, he could see that.

He wouldn’t force someone, what’s Jing Xiyu worth?

He’s been guarding her every day, not just for show.

As long as he’s around, no one can force her to do anything, not anyone, not even him.