My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare!
Chapter 529 - 347 Return Journey_2

Li Nuo could understand her; she had long envied the crown clothes of his wife and Anning. Now that she had her own, how could she just return like this?

In the past few days, her relationship with Zhao Zhiyi had advanced by leaps and bounds, and the two were inseparable.

Zhaoyang Palace.

Li Nuo was reading in the room when Yiren walked in from outside and placed a delicate wooden box on the table in front of him.

She opened the box herself, proudly showing off her treasure to Li Nuo, saying: "Look, isn't it beautiful!"

Li Nuo glanced at it and almost had his eyes dazzled by the colorful gemstones in the box.

The box was full of various precious gemstones and jewelry. Any single piece taken out would be worth a fortune, and the value of the whole box was incalculable.

Li Nuo was shocked and asked: "Where did you get these things?"

Song Yiren raised her chin and said: "Zhiyi took me to the royal treasury to pick them out."

Li Nuo sighed: "She is really good to you..."

In fact, he was still a bit surprised in his heart.

It seemed that the two of them had suddenly become as close as sisters.

Closer than real sisters.

The main reason was that the Empress was excessively good to Yiren, not only conferring her the title of Princess and giving her a house but also taking her to the royal treasury to pick gifts at will. She treated her even better than the Phoenix did, making Li Nuo really curious about what they had talked about that day...

So he couldn't help but voice his curiosity.

Song Yiren smiled and said: "She said she will help us hold a wedding in Zhao, one that is more grand than your wedding with Song Jiaren and Li Anning..."

The last wedding was already held on an extraordinary scale.

Daxia would never host a second wedding for him, one more grand than the last one. Probably only the Empress of Zhao could achieve that.

No wonder Yiren's attitude towards her changed so quickly; she had a deep obsession with weddings.

In terms of timing, she had already lost to Jiaren. She must win at the wedding.

But doesn't this mean that they still have to bring the whole family to Zhao at that time?

They couldn't hold the wedding now; they needed to go back and inform her parents-in-law, and wait for Jiaren and Anning to have their child. After everything was in place, it would be at least a few months, maybe even longer.

The Empress really knew how to plan well. Although Li Nuo knew her tricks, he could only fall into her trap.

This was Yiren's only request; how could he not satisfy her?

As for Song Yiren, she wouldn't be able to resist.

In the following days, she slept with Zhao Zhiyi, and in her heart, she already regarded her as a best friend second only to the Phoenix.

Moreover, the Phoenix was good to everyone.

Zhiyi was good only to her.

Thinking about the upcoming separation, her heart was suddenly filled with reluctance...

Maybe because she was used to sleeping with Yiren, every morning when she was not by his side, Li Nuo would feel a sense of loss when he woke up.

Moreover, he would have similar dreams every night.

It seemed like he had really been away from them for too long.

Five days later, the crown clothes from the Ministry of Rites were finally ready.

Yiren was very satisfied with her new clothes; as a princess, her attire was on par with Li Anning's.

They didn't have much luggage when they returned, but with her clothes and treasures, Li Nuo had an additional bulging bundle behind him.

At the entrance of Zhaoyang Palace.

Li Nuo, carrying the bundle, looked at Zhao Zhiyi and said: "Let's go."

Zhao Zhiyi nodded slightly, holding Li Nuo and Yiren's wrists. In the next moment, the three figures disappeared from the spot.

Li Nuo felt a blur before his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was already standing on a certain official road.

He looked back and saw the barely visible city walls of the capital in the distance.

In that instant, they might have moved dozens of miles.

Given Li Nuo's current cultivation, though he could also move instantly, the distance was extremely short. Each time he could only move a hundred meters at most, and even if he advanced to the Sixth Realm, he couldn't move this far with two people.

Of course, the Empress could exert such power only within Zhao Country.

In another country, she might be unable to exert even half of her power.

But within Zhao Country, her power would be amplified by two hundred percent, with a continuous source of strength.

Throughout history, no one has been able to defeat an emperor on their own territory.

The three figures had just appeared on the road and then disappeared again.

The next moment they reappeared dozens of miles away.

Half a day later.

At the border of Xia and Zhao, in front of a surging great river.

Zhao Zhiyi looked at the surging waters, let go of Li Nuo and Song Yiren's wrists, and said: "I'll send you off here."

Crossing this great river led to Xia territory.

The emperors of the Five Great Dynasties would never leave their own country's territory. In Zhao, she was unbeatable; but outside Zhao, her power wasn't even comparable to an ordinary Sixth Realm martial artist.

Song Yiren reluctantly hugged her, saying: "I will miss you..."

She actually didn't want to return to Daxia.

In Zhao, her husband was only hers, and she had a friend so good to her; she couldn't bear to leave.

Zhao Zhiyi gently patted her shoulder, saying: "When you come back to get married, we will see each other again."

Then she looked at Li Nuo and said: "Zhao Country will always welcome you back."

"Let's go!"

Li Nuo waved goodbye to her, took a step forward, and his figure appeared on the other side of the river.

Song Yiren also waved to Zhao Zhiyi, leaped forward, and stepped through the air.

After waving behind her a few more times, she finally left reluctantly, turning back step by step.

Until they were completely out of sight, Zhao Zhiyi retracted her gaze, lightly stroked her own belly, sighed, and then disappeared from the spot...

Zhao Country.

Capital City.

In the courtyard of a certain official's residence.

A man dressed in official robes hurriedly walked into the innermost courtyard and said to a black-robed figure sitting there: "There's news from the palace that the two left Zhao Country this morning..."

The black-robed figure raised his head and asked: "They left in the morning; why are you only telling me now?"

The man explained: "They didn't leave through the palace gate. The Empress personally sent them off. I just got the news..."

The black-robed figure abruptly stood up.

If the Empress of Zhao had personally sent them off, based on the time calculation, they should have already reached the territory of Daxia by now.

In Zhao, over these months, he had witnessed the capabilities of this Xia Country's Six Subjects' Scholar with his own eyes.

If it weren't for him, King Sheng would be in power by now.

By then, dividing Xia and Zhao would have been very simple.

Unfortunately, his appearance led to the total failure of their plans and necessitated the postponement of some major projects.

Upon his return, he was bound to be heavily utilized by the Xia court.

Especially the reforms in the Ministry of War could be even deeper than in Zhao.

This would not be good news for Dawei.

Just one person could equal a thousand troops.

No matter the cost, he must not return.

If he couldn't be used by me, I'd rather destroy him.

The black-robed figure quickly left the residence, heading straight out of the capital to a secluded farmhouse. A middle-aged man was sitting in the courtyard, holding a Martial Path Classics.

After flipping through a few pages, he couldn't help but remark: "This person's understanding of the Martial Path is very profound, even surpassing me. It would be a pity to just kill him..."

The black-robed figure bent down and respectfully said: "Greetings, Lord!"

Seeing the man still reading, he said: "Reporting, Lord, the target has already left Zhao and has probably reached Xia territory."

The middle-aged man put down the book, looked at him, and asked with a frown: "Why wasn't this reported earlier?"

The black-robed figure quickly explained: "He left this morning, escorted by the Empress of Zhao herself; I only just got the news..."

The middle-aged man slowly stood up and said: "Forget it, it's not too late to chase them now..."