The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

The following day, the old emperor of Nanyue gathered with his court officials early in the morning to discuss disaster relief.

Because of another heavy rain last night, the dam east of the capital of Nanyue was washed away, and disaster relief is urgently needed.

Disaster relief requires money.

Compared to its neighboring countries, South Vietnam was quite poor.

So the old emperor was so worried about the money that he sighed and lamented.

Consort Lan, her eyes red, tried to comfort her, worried about both her son and the flood.

I cried so much yesterday that my eyes are still swollen like peaches today.

Consort Lan was truly favored. Although the harem was forbidden from interfering in politics, the old emperor would often bring Consort Lan with him when discussing matters, and could not be separated from her for a moment.

Seeing that the old emperor was in a bad mood, the ministers wanted to comfort him. Knowing that the old emperor loved the seventh prince the most, they all frantically flattered the seventh prince.

"Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince said before he left that he would definitely bring back a lot of silver from the Great Qi."

"His Highness the Seventh Prince is exceptionally intelligent; he must have already subdued the officials of the Great Qi court."

"Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince is an exceptional individual. He will certainly not suffer any losses when dealing with the Great Qi."

"The Seventh Prince is a man of unparalleled talent. Once he ascends the throne, the strength of our Southern Yue will surely reach a new level."

"Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince said he would return once he received the money, and he should be back soon."

The old emperor thought to himself, "Of course he'll be back soon, because he sent someone to fetch the seventh prince yesterday."

Consort Lan fainted three times yesterday from crying. If the Seventh Prince doesn't return soon, his beloved consort will lose her life.

Just as everyone was praising the Seventh Prince, the Third Prince arrived at the palace carrying a coffin.

The coffin was parked outside the hall. The third prince, covered in soot, walked into the hall and knelt down with a thud.

The third prince kowtowed several times, crying as he said, "Father, I am guilty. I failed to protect my seventh brother, which led to his tragic death."

Upon hearing this devastating news, Consort Lan fainted.

The ministers, who had just been praising the seventh prince, have now fallen silent.

Unbelievable! The cowardly Qi state dared to kill their seventh prince of Nan Yue.

The seventh prince, whom they lavishly praised, not only failed to bring back wealth from the Great Qi, but also paid the ultimate price with his life.

The young emperor of Daqi sends grain and beauties to Nanyue almost every month, his intention to curry favor is very obvious, how could he dare to kill the seventh prince?

So who exactly killed the Seventh Prince? Did they have some kind of insatiable appetite for violence?

The old emperor could not accept this fact either. He snatched the tea trays used by the palace maids and smashed them against the third prince, causing blood to spill from the corner of the prince's mouth.

"Third brother, how dare you come back? When you set off for Daqi, I told you to protect your brother with your life. In the end, you came back unharmed, but your brother is dead."

The entire hall was filled with the sound of weeping.

The ministers were all weeping, because the seventh prince was the old emperor's most beloved son. Now that the seventh prince was dead, if they didn't cry, the old emperor would think they were disloyal and unpatriotic. But they dared not cry too loudly.

Because if one cries too loudly, drowning out the emperor's voice, it is also a serious offense of disrespect.

There were more than fifty court officials in the main hall, but not one of them dared to step forward to plead for the Third Prince.

Only when the old emperor was exhausted and could no longer lift his hands did he throw down the tray and loudly order, "Someone, immediately summon the Imperial Advisor to the palace."

Da Qi dared to kill his most beloved son; he'll face Da Qi's furious revenge! Da Qi must be wiped out of this world.

Soon, the old wizard arrived, bringing a chilling aura to the hall despite the sweltering summer heat.

It's like bringing the underworld into the main hall.

Moreover, the small skull hanging from the old wizard's staff emitted a low, mournful sound, like a summons from the depths of hell.

Combined with the suppressed sobs of the courtiers in the main hall, the atmosphere was particularly terrifying.

Several ministers who were close to the old wizard felt a chill run down their spines. Although they often saw the old wizard, he always managed to frighten them.

The old wizard's hair was gray and messy, like a bird's nest on his head, and his face was full of wrinkles, like old tree bark.

His body was hunched over, and his hands were withered and thin like chicken claws.

She had just passed by the coffin near the door and deliberately sniffed it; thankfully, the body hadn't started to smell.

"Your Majesty, please do not grieve. The body should not have decomposed yet. If the Seventh Prince has not been dead for seven days, I can summon his soul back. Once the soul returns, the Seventh Prince will be resurrected."

Although the person speaking was clearly the old wizard, his voice sounded as if it came from underground, ethereal and distant.

The third prince quickly replied, "Your Excellency, the seventh brother has been dead for no more than seven days."

The reason the body didn't rot and stink was because the Third Prince used a lot of ice along the way. Although he was happy that the Seventh Prince was dead, he still had to put on a show for the old emperor.

The old wizard commanded, "Bring the coffin in and open it."

The old emperor's eyes lit up. That's right, he was so heartbroken that he had forgotten the old wizard's abilities.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Wizard."

Even if his son is resurrected, he will not let go of those who bullied his son, nor will he let go of the Great Qi.

After the two guards stepped forward and opened the coffin, the old wizard took a closer look and gently shook his head.

"It's no use, he can't be saved. The Third Prince's head is gone, his body is incomplete, and his soul cannot return to its place."

The third prince knelt on the ground, his face pressed against the earth, and no one noticed how interesting the expression on his face was.

He was particularly pleased, pleased that the Seventh Prince could not be saved.

He had previously been angry that the Crown Prince had cut off his seventh brother's head, making it impossible for him to answer to the old emperor.

Now he was incredibly grateful that his head had been cut off, otherwise his seventh brother would have been resurrected by the old wizard.

If the seventh brother is resurrected, he will have to be the seventh brother's dog for the rest of his life.

The old emperor was helped to the coffin by eunuchs, and the moment he saw his son's body, he broke down.

"This is outrageous! Killing my son wasn't enough; they even cut off his head, leaving him without a complete corpse. Third brother, tell me quickly, who exactly killed your seventh brother?"

The Third Prince finally got to hear the old emperor's question. After hearing his answer, the old emperor would transfer his hatred to Miss Su and stop hitting his own son.

"Father, it was Miss Su who killed my seventh brother. She was the girl who used to be stationed in Qinghe County, the one known as the God of War. That girl was extremely domineering. As soon as my seventh brother arrived in the capital, she targeted him at every turn and bullied him terribly."

"She not only bullied Seventh Brother, but also his fiancée, breaking Miss Murong's arm."

The ministers in the hall all gasped, amazed that the young lady Su was truly fearless, daring to offend even the Murong family, the head of the five great families.

You should know that if the five great families stomp their feet, the surrounding countries will tremble.