We said we would experience life, fairy, how did you become real?.

Chapter 403 is good, and quite a coincidence.
"My daughter, my daughter!"

Yan Zhen strode into the courtyard with its gates wide open at the residence of the Minister of Rites.

Yan Ruxue, who was reading a book in the courtyard, raised her head and smiled, "Did something happen to Father today that made him so happy?"

"Haha, we definitely have to have a good time today!"

Yan Zhen sat on the stone bench and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Daughter, you have no idea how busy the Ministry of Rites has been these past few days with the matter of His Majesty's wedding. Your father has been consulting all sorts of ancient books, and I'm exhausted. Fortunately, it's finally over today, and His Majesty has no objections. Your father can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

Yan Zhen said with a smile.

"However, the thing I least expected was our Emperor."

"Oh? How is His Majesty?" Yan Ruxue asked curiously, sitting on a stone bench nearby.

"how to say."

Yan Zhen touched his chin.

"That's right. His Majesty's every word and action exudes a sense of composure and the elegance of a scholar."

However, when I look into His Majesty's eyes, I feel a strange tension in my heart.

That imperial majesty still makes my father tremble when he thinks about it now.

But judging from his demeanor, His Majesty is nothing like the 'unlearned and incompetent' or 'foolish and incapable' people who are rumored to be in the court. He really does have the air of a wise ruler.

Even along the way, I've been thinking, Father, if His Majesty were to seize power, would our Great Zhou be able to…?

As he spoke, Yan Zhen realized he had misspoke and quickly waved his hand, saying, "I've already said it, I've already said it. Daughter, please don't take what Father said to heart. Just pretend you didn't hear it."

"Father, rest assured, I know perfectly well."

Yan Ruxue smiled.

"However, speaking of which, I heard from my mother that my father had great ambitions in his younger years, wanting to manage his family, govern the country, and bring peace to the world. How come he now often attends poetry gatherings and spends his days going on outings with talented men? My uncle wanted my father to go to the Ministry of Personnel, but he refused?"

"Daughter, you really know how to bring up the sore spot," Yan Zhen said with a helpless smile. "When I first entered the court, that was indeed my thinking, but now that court..."

"Sigh," Yan Zhen hesitated, then shook his head and sighed, "Never mind, never mind, it's better not to say anything."

"Oh, right, daughter, this is for you."

Yan Zhen carefully took out the jade pendant shaped like a spirit snake and handed it to his daughter.

"What is this?" Yan Ruxue took the jade pendant and held it in her palm.

"This jade pendant is a gift from His Majesty. This year is the Year of the Snake, so it's shaped like a serpent," Yan Zhen said with a smile.

"Alright, Father, I'll be going now. There's still a banquet to attend." Yan Zhen stood up and patted his clothes.

"Father, please take care and drink less wine." Yan Ruxue bowed slightly.

"I know, I know, don't tell your mother that Dad went drinking, or she'll start nagging again." Yan Zhen walked out of the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looking extremely carefree.

After her father left, Yan Ruxue picked up the jade pendant and held it up to the winter sun.

Under the warm sun, the swaying jade pendant shimmered with a jade-like light.

“Miss, this jade pendant is so beautiful.” Chunyan stepped forward and said happily. This was the first gift His Majesty had given to her young mistress.

"It looks good."

Yan Ruxue smiled slightly and gently flicked the small snake on the jade pendant.

"nice.

What a coincidence.

After leaving the mansion, Yan Zhen got into a carriage and headed towards Zuixian Pavilion.

Leaning against the soft cushions of the carriage, Yan Zhen lowered his head, lost in thought. His daughter's words, in particular, kept echoing in his mind.

"To regulate one's family, govern the state, and bring peace to the world"

Yan Zhen murmured to himself.

After a long pause, Yan Zhen suddenly smiled.

"That's enough. That's enough."

After having lunch with Empress Dowager Yan, Xiao Mo left her palace.

Xiao Mo did not return to the Hall of Mental Cultivation immediately, but went to the Dao Asking Altar to practice his swordsmanship.

Because the wedding wasn't in a rush, and Xiao Mo felt that the Hundred Lifetimes Book could be prepared slowly, he spent more time on swordsmanship during this period.

At this time, Xiao Mo had already reached the twelfth level of Qi Refining and would soon reach perfection.

At that time, Xiao Mo will be able to attempt to establish his foundation.

What troubled Xiao Mo was what to do once he reached the Foundation Establishment stage.
Nowadays, mortal emperors are not able to establish their foundation.

Although he claimed to have a technique to conceal his cultivation level.

However, after I establish my foundation and practice swordsmanship, Fairy Jiang will be watching from the side, and my spiritual power cannot be faked.

Just as Xiao Mo was feeling troubled, a fragrant breeze brushed past his nose.

Before Xiao Mo could react, a beautiful figure had already appeared in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, a sword light pierced towards Xiao Mo's brow.

Xiao Mo instantly focused his mind and parried with his sword.

The sword energy of both sides raged endlessly on the Dao Asking Altar, but the woman's sword energy was much purer than Xiao Mo's.

After exchanging blows for ten rounds, the woman frowned, found an opening in Xiao Mo's hand, and deflected the long sword from his grasp.

In the blink of an eye, the long sword in the woman's hand was already pointed at Xiao Mo's neck.

"Thank you for your guidance, Fairy Jiang," Xiao Mo said, conceding defeat.

"Hmph." Jiang Qingyi coldly sheathed her longsword, turned her head, and said with dissatisfaction, "The so-called way of the sword is all about 'sharpness,' emphasizing decisiveness and efficiency. What's wrong with His Majesty today? Why does every move seem so hesitant and lingering?"

Xiao Mo smiled and shook his head, making an excuse: "I finally managed to cultivate to the twelfth level, but the Foundation Establishment is difficult in itself, not to mention that I am a mortal emperor. I have been thinking about how to break through such a bottleneck recently."

Jiang Qingyi rolled her eyes at Xiao Mo:
I said it before.

Your Majesty has only been on the path of cultivation for a year, and I have only been guiding Your Majesty in sword practice for half a year. Yet you have already reached the twelfth level of Qi Refining, which is enough to prove Your Majesty's talent.

However, ever since the ancient Qin Dynasty, the fate of all emperors in the world has come to an end. Under the laws of heaven and earth, it is difficult for emperors to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage. This is not Your Majesty's fault.

"If Your Majesty truly wishes to achieve something on the path of cultivation, then the only proper course of action is to come with me to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect."

Xiao Mo politely declined, saying, "Let's talk about it later."

"I really don't know what's so good about this place?" Jiang Qingyi seemed to be getting angrier. "Your Majesty should think about it carefully. Sword immortals are much more carefree than emperors."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Qingyi picked up her long sword, leaped over the high wall, and left the Daoist altar.

"Your Highness, you cannot go in. His Majesty is currently practicing Taoism."

"Your Highness, please don't make things difficult for this old servant."

Just as Jiang Qingyi left, Wei Xun's almost tearful voice rang out from outside the gate of the Dao Asking Altar.

Immediately afterwards, a lively and cheerful shout rang out.
"Your Majesty, Mu Jiu has come to play with you!"

(End of this chapter)