My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare!-Chapter 511 - 341: I Choose Them All_2

Her hair was piled high, the gemstones in her crown dazzlingly bright. Her red long dress, embroidered with intricate patterns, looked solemn and magnificent.

She was already full of spirit, and this attire made her even more handsome.

Behind Zhao Zhiyi stood four female officials.

The four of them all exuded the aura of a Grandmaster.

Zhao Zhiyi turned to look at them and said, "You wait outside."

An old woman shook her head and said, "Forgive us, but by the Emperor's order, we cannot leave Your Highness more than three steps away."

Zhao Zhiyi's brows furrowed with helplessness. She could only turn to Li Nuo and ask, "Tonight, my Father Emperor is hosting a grand banquet in the palace. Are you and Miss Song coming?"

Li Nuo waved his hand and said, "I am not an official of Zhao Country, so I won't be going tonight."

Zhao Zhiyi nodded; she knew Li Nuo wouldn't go. This trip out of the palace was just an excuse to see him.

She had many things she wanted to say to him, but looking at the female officials behind her, she finally only asked, "You're not in a hurry to go back, are you?"

Li Nuo nodded and said, "Until after you ascend the throne."

Receiving this answer, she felt at ease for the time being and said, "Then, then I'll return to the palace first. There are still many things to do before the grand ceremony..."

Shortly after the Sixth Princess left, Li Nuo and Yiren walked out hand in hand.

The major events were settled, and no one would try to rope him in anymore.

In principle, they no longer needed to pretend to be a couple.

However, the two of them still maintained their previous tacit understanding.

Walking on Zhao Country's streets, Li Nuo saw many changes.

Ever since the Sixth Princess won the grand election, the streets of Zhao Country were decorated with lanterns and colorful banners, truly celebrating with the nation.

Her reputation among the people was indeed unmatched.

It could be said that if there were another election now, she would definitely get more votes than the last time.

There were too many neutral courtiers who never thought they could vote for her.

Although the election had ended two days ago, the streets and alleys were still abuzz with the topic.

"The Sixth Princess really became the Empress, it's like a dream."

"Doesn't that mean everyone can get treatment in the future?"

"The good days for the people are yet to come..."

"The Sixth Princess is still unmarried, doesn't that mean her future Prince Consort will be the Emperor's spouse?"

"You could say that, but who knows who will have that luck."

"Could it be the top scholar from Daxia?"

"Impossible, he is already married. Even if he were to marry the former Sixth Princess, it wouldn't be easy, let alone her becoming the Empress. Do you think the Empress would share her husband with another woman?"

"That's true..."

...

Song Yiren carried a vegetable basket in one hand and held Li Nuo's arm with the other, listening to the market people's discussions. Suddenly, she looked up and asked, "If you knew both Song Jiaren and the Sixth Princess at the same time, which one would you choose?"

Li Nuo replied without thinking, "Of course, Jiaren."

Song Yiren said, "The Sixth Princess is going to be the Empress, not only is she as beautiful as Song Jiaren, but her cultivation is also higher. Aren't you tempted?"

Li Nuo decisively said, "Not tempted."

He only saw the Sixth Princess as a friend.

Perhaps a bit more special than ordinary friends, after all, she is the Empress, and he had personally supported her rise to power.

Song Yiren then asked, "What if it were Song Jiaren and Li Anning? If neither had married you yet, who would you choose?"

Li Nuo thought about it seriously.

If he really put aside the question of first-come-first-served.

Jiaren and Anning...

Just from the first impression, Anning seemed more appealing.

But he certainly couldn't speak the truth, otherwise, he would offend her as well. Li Nuo shook his head and said, "I don't choose, I want them all."

Song Yiren gently pinched his wrist and said, "No, you have to choose one!"

Li Nuo said, "I don't choose, I want them all."

Song Yiren snorted softly, "You're really greedy!"

All the way, she didn't ask the same question again. Until they returned to the small courtyard of Princess Mansion, she suddenly asked again, "If Song Jiaren hadn't married you first, and you had to choose between her and me, who would you choose... I want to hear your true feelings."

She looked at Li Nuo, but he didn't answer.

She didn't press him either and went straight into the kitchen, saying, "I'll cook..."

Li Nuo stood in the yard, seriously pondering this question.

Jiaren and Yiren, although they looked exactly the same, they each had their own distinct personalities.

Jiaren was reserved and introverted, never expressing her feelings openly, yet she would always protect him silently behind the scenes.

Yiren was frank and straightforward, daring to love and hate. How could one not be fond of her as well?

Of course, he would still choose to have both.

Li Nuo walked into the kitchen and busied himself with her for dinner.

Meanwhile, in Zhao Country's Imperial Palace.

Two to three days after every grand election, there would always be a grand banquet in the palace for all the courtiers.

Partly to celebrate, and partly to let the courtiers get acquainted with the new emperor before the enthronement ceremony.

At the banquet, not only the officials from the capital were required to attend, but the nobles and members of the Imperial Family also had to be present.

King Shun raised his wine glass, walked up to Zhao Zhiyi, smiled at her, and said, "Congratulations, Sixth Sister."

Zhao Zhiyi, too, raised her glass in respect, saying, "Thank you, elder brother."

Subsequently, King An and King Xiang, the two Prince Regents who lost the election, also stepped up to offer their congratulations.

This had always been a tradition in Zhao Country.

Even though they failed in the competition, the blood ties remained.

Regardless of their true feelings, every prince who lost the election would come forward and offer their congratulations at the banquet.