With a warehouse full of supplies, I stood alone as king in this chaotic world, gun in hand.

"What? You want me to review your memorials? Are you kidding me?" Qi Ziyang jumped up. "I'm already busy enough. You want me to review your memorials too? Are you trying to steal my time with my wife?"

"Capable people should be given more work, and besides, your wife's health hasn't fully recovered yet, what's the rush? After my wedding, I'll grant you a month's leave to prepare for pregnancy." Bei Chen Yan didn't allow him to refuse, "The matter is settled, you can leave the palace!"

Qi Ziyang glared. "I just arrived and haven't even had a cup of tea, and you're already trying to kick me out? You're so heartless!"

"If you want tea, go to your place. I need to start preparing for my wedding and don't have time to keep you company," Bei Chenyan said, dismissing him.

At this moment, Wei Yang, carrying freshly brewed tea, walked to the door. Hearing the Crown Prince's words, he stopped and stood there, unsure whether to go in or leave.

"Wei Yang, send a few packets of the newly presented Maojian tea to Lord Qi." Bei Chenyan thought for a moment and then instructed, "Also send a thousand-year-old ginseng."

"Yes!" Wei Yang replied.

"That's more like it. For the sake of the Maojian tea and the thousand-year-old ginseng, I'll take your job." Qi Ziyang stepped out. "The thousand-year-old ginseng is perfect for nourishing my wife."

"Hey! Even the donkeys in the mill aren't this servile." He walked over to Wei Yang and tapped him on the head with his folding fan. "Go and get me the tribute tea and ginseng."

"Young Master Qi, please come this way!" Wei Yang led him down.

In the evening, Huo Jing took the three children back to the East Palace.

"You should go into the space to take a bath now." Nangong Wu sent the three children into the space and asked Eileen to help them take a bath.

Bei Chenyan accompanied Huo Jing for tea, discussing their upcoming wedding.

"Father, I want you to meet someone." With a thought, Nangong Wu summoned Changchun Zhenren from her spatial dimension.

Changchun Zhenren's tendons in his hands and feet were severed, rendering him completely useless in martial arts. He lay sprawled on the ground like a pile of mud, his mouth sealed shut with black tape by Eileen.

"Wuwu, who is he?" Huo Jing asked, puzzled.

"The former abbot of Changyang Temple, who is also Lingyangzi's master, the Changchun Zhenren who stole one of my souls!" Nangong Wu tore the tape off Changchun Zhenren's mouth.

"Master Changchun, it's actually that bastard!" Huo Jing was furious as soon as he heard the name.

He grabbed Changchun Zhenren by the collar, lifted him up, and, unable to contain himself any longer, slammed a fist down on him.

"Pfft~~" Master Changchun was hit so hard that he spat out a mouthful of blood, along with a tooth.

"Father, don't kill him with one punch, that would be too easy on him," Nangong Wu said.

"Then let him be executed by slow slicing, let him suffer for three days and three nights before he dies." Huo Jing threw the man down with disgust.

He absolutely hated this person to the core.

"Then leave it to me! The Ministry of Justice has a master of slow slicing who can keep a prisoner alive for three days before he dies," Bei Chenyan said.

"No! Letting him die in three days is too easy. I'm going to take him back to Runan City and torture him properly," Nangong Wu said, reaching out a bottle of black potion that appeared in her palm. "I'm going to let him experience what it means to wish he were dead."

Bei Chenyan understood what she meant, grabbed Changchun Zhenren's chin, and forced him to open his mouth.

Changchun Zhenren sensed something was wrong and struggled desperately, but Beichen Yan's hand was like an iron clamp, about to break his jaw, and he couldn't move at all.

Nangong Wu pulled off the bottle cap and poured the entire bottle of black liquid into Changchun Zhenren's mouth.

Bei Chenyan then shook the person off, "Damn it."

"Cough cough cough..." Master Changchun coughed violently, trying to vomit, but it was all in vain.

"What did you feed me?"

"Rotten intestines venom." Nangong Wu's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Hahaha..." Master Changchun suddenly burst into laughter, looking at the father and daughter with red eyes, "This abbot regrets not taking your life back then, you little slut."

"Ha! If you could kill me, you wouldn't be saying such threats now." Nangong Wu sneered.

"Changchun, you real dog, did you think you could get away with anything? Heaven is watching what people do, and now you're getting your comeuppance. God gave you more than twenty years of life just so I could deal with you."

"It's all because of Xuanwei who ruined my plans." Master Changchun's eyes were full of resentment. "Back then, I had already divined that my Changyang Temple should dominate the world, and Lingyangzi should be the overlord of the world. It's all because of you, this wretched woman. As soon as you were born, your destiny star stole the light of all the imperial stars and was about to bring chaos to the world. I, the master of this temple, must not let such a thing happen."

"Bullshit!" Huo Jing cursed in anger.

"My daughter is a star descended from heaven, how dare you lowly creatures interfere? You were able to take away Wuwu's soul and spirit, but that was just a tribulation she was destined to face. Now that my daughter's soul has returned, the tribulation is over, and you demons and monsters should be wiped out."

"Ah..." Master Changchun screamed in agony.

The poison that Nangong Wu had given him took effect. His chest was burning with pain, and his whole body felt like it was being bitten by thousands of ants. He curled up in pain.

Nangong Wu squatted down in front of him. "How are you? Feeling awful, aren't you! This medicine makes you have an attack every two days. Enjoy this feeling of being worse than dead!"

"Give me a quick death..." Master Changchun's eyes were bloodshot.

"Want to die? Don't even dream about it! You have three more months to live, until your intestines rot and you die." Nangong Wu didn't want to waste any more words with him, and mentally put him into her spatial storage.

"Eileen, keep him locked up in the dark room."

"OK!"

The next day.

Nangong Wu was about to leave before dawn, while Huo Jing and the children were still in the space.

Before she left, she gave all the silver notes belonging to the Southern Qi Kingdom to Bei Chenyan.

"Here are over 250 million taels of silver notes. Take them and use them! Otherwise, they'll just be worthless paper in my storage space."

Bei Chenyan accepted the silver notes. "Over 250,000 taels of silver notes, that's equivalent to half a year's fiscal revenue for the Southern Qi Kingdom! This is all thanks to you; otherwise, I can hardly imagine what the Southern Qi Kingdom would be like in the future."

"I've done a good deed for your Southern Qi Kingdom." Nangong Wu put on her cloak and prepared to leave.

"Wuwu, when are you bringing the children over again?" Bei Chenyan held her hand, reluctant to let go.

"I'll come back in half a month and see how you've decorated our wedding room," Nangong Wu said.

"Father, Mother, what wedding room? We want to see it too," Nangong Xi's voice came.

"This is an adult matter, you children shouldn't ask about it." Nangong Wu sealed the space with her mind.

If we send the children out again, it will probably take another half an hour.

"Let's go!" Nangong Wu took a step to walk out, but her hand was grabbed by Bei Chenyan.

"What's wrong?"

"Give me a kiss here before you leave." Bei Chenyan pointed to his lips.

"You're not a child anymore." Nangong Wu was speechless, feeling that this guy was becoming more and more childish and clingy.

Bei Chenyan reached out and pulled him into his arms. "You'll be gone for half a month. I'll miss you and the children."