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Li Nuo extended a hand to the woman in front of him, politely saying, "Please, Sixth Princess."

Through their interaction over the past few days, he had already learned that the female official from Zhao Kingdom was actually its Sixth Princess.

And the Fourth Prince of Zhao was her full-blooded elder brother.

Zhao Zhiyi walked into the room, first giving Song Yiren a slight smile and saying, "Hello, Miss Song."

Song Yiren raised her head and said, "Greetings, Your Highness."

She set the chessboard on the table aside, poured two cups of tea for Li Nuo and the Sixth Princess of Zhao, and then quietly moved to the side to read.

After Zhao Zhiyi sat down, she sipped her tea lightly, then asked Li Nuo, "That matter, has Lord Li made up his mind?" freewebnøvel.com

This was a once-in-decades opportunity, and Li Nuo had actually considered it clearly while still in Chang'an.

Along the way, he had been waiting for the other party to speak up first.

They were indeed patient; they were arriving in Zhao tomorrow, yet they only brought it up now.

After contemplating for a moment, Li Nuo nodded and said, "I hope Your Highness does not forget the initial promise."

Zhao Zhiyi's face showed joy as she said, "Rest assured, Lord Li, we will certainly fulfill what was promised to you."

Li Nuo took a sip of tea and said, "Your Highness may now elaborate on the Fourth Prince's situation."

As he finished his cup of tea, Li Nuo had already grasped the basic information.

The Emperor of Zhao was about the same age as the Emperor of Daxia, yet he had already sensed his own imminent demise.

Emperors of the Five Great Dynasties enjoyed the best resources, with many high-realm Medical School practitioners at their disposal, so they should logically live longer.

But the reality is, once an emperor reaches the age of sixty, they soon face the end.

Compared to other Sixth Realm practitioners, their power comes too easily.

The Royal family has never been long-lived; this seems to be the price of obtaining supreme power.

When an emperor's end is near, selecting an heir early and transferring power can actually prolong their life.

Historically, there have been emperors who lived on for twenty years after abdicating.

The more reluctant they were to give up power, the shorter their post-abdication life.

Half a year ago, the Emperor of Zhao set the exact date for his abdication.

Among the four Princes Regent, one would become the next Emperor of Zhao.

Six months had passed, and the Fourth Prince was at an absolute disadvantage among the princes.

He was the youngest, had the weakest support in the court, and had no significant political achievements in the last six months, making him the least favored among the four princes.

Within this six-month period, he needed to quickly improve his political achievements and secure as much support from key court officials as possible.

To help the Fourth Prince in his quest for the throne, Li Nuo's main work had to revolve around these matters.

On the surface, it would actually be easier to help the other three princes of Zhao.

But it was precisely because the Fourth Prince was at a disadvantage that, should he succeed in ascending the throne, the benefits gained from him would be greater.

Li Nuo looked at the Sixth Princess of Zhao and said, "I will do my best."

Zhao Zhiyi bowed to him and said, "I entrust this to you, Lord Li."

After seeing her off, Li Nuo returned to the room to continue playing chess with Yiren.

He pretended not to notice the two chess pieces she had secretly moved.

Their chess games had stakes; if she lost a game, she would have to wash Li Nuo's feet. If he lost, he would have to wash her feet. Li Nuo felt he could never lose, so winning or losing didn't matter.

Unsurprisingly, Li Nuo lost this game.

Song Yiren happily added another mark to the small notebook in front of her.

Although they had been confined to the ship for several days with nowhere to go, she didn't find it boring.

She even occasionally thought about never returning...

Seeing her motionless for a long while, Li Nuo looked up to find her holding a chess piece, smiling prettily as if lost in thought. He lightly tapped the table and said, "It's your turn..."

...

Early the next morning, the group finally reached the Capital City of Zhao.

They were greeted by officials from Zhao's Honglu Si.

Many nations on the continent had similar government structures, with central administrations based on the three provinces and six ministries system, though there might be slight differences in detail.

Including Li Nuo, Daxia had sent a total of fifteen envoys this time.

Their primary responsibility was to communicate between the two courts and to protect the legal rights of Daxia's citizens in Zhao. Daxia merchants who encountered issues could also seek help from the envoys.

Of course, this was based on the friendly relations between Daxia and Zhao.

In some countries, embassies secretly gathered intelligence and conducted covert espionage.

The fifteen envoys were stationed in a dedicated embassy.

After all, this was not Daxia; the conditions at the embassy were limited, and each envoy could only be guaranteed a room. Those with spouses could apply for a small courtyard.

Besides Li Nuo, none of the envoys brought their wives.

Although the court allowed them to bring their wives, many envoys saw this mission as a rare opportunity to indulge, naturally not wanting to be constrained.

An official from Zhao's Honglu Si led Li Nuo and Song Yiren to a small courtyard, saying, "Lord, Madam, this is your residence. If you need anything, just let us know, and we will arrange it for you as soon as possible..."

He looked at the young couple, feeling slightly sentimental.

Young couples indeed have deep feelings; this lord even brought his wife on this diplomatic mission.

The middle-aged officials, having just put down their luggage, had already teamed up to have fun outside.

Li Nuo did not correct the official's address and smiled slightly, saying, "Thank you for your hard work. If we need anything, we will apply through the embassy."

He had served at Honglu Si before and was familiar with the procedures.

The official cupped his hands and said, "This place has been cleaned. You both must be tired from the journey, so rest well. I won't disturb you..."

Song Yiren secretly glanced at Li Nuo, silently wondering why he did not clarify when the official mistook her as his wife.

Noticing her gaze, Li Nuo asked, "What's wrong? Do you think it's too small here? This isn't Chang'an; it can't be like home. We'll have to make do for now."

This courtyard was indeed small, less than a third the size of her small courtyard in Chang'an.

But compared to the envoys living in shared courtyards, having a private small courtyard was already very good.

Song Yiren did not say much and walked straight into the room.

After looking around, her expression changed slightly.

She then turned to Li Nuo and asked, "Why is there only one room?"

Li Nuo replied, "This is prepared for couples. What couple sleeps in separate rooms?"

Song Yiren looked at Li Nuo and said, "You and Song Jiaren."

Li Nuo waved his hand and said, "That doesn't count."

Song Yiren didn't dwell on it further and, somewhat at a loss, said, "What do we do now?"

We can't possibly share a bed, can we?

Li Nuo thought for a moment and said, "This room is quite large. I'll have them bring another bed and place a screen in the middle. Will that do?"

It's not the fault of the Zhao envoys; after all, they probably didn't expect someone to bring their sister-in-law instead of their wife on a diplomatic mission.

Song Yiren was momentarily stunned.

Isn't this still sharing a room?

Thinking of what the Phoenix had said before leaving, Song Yiren lowered her head and said, "Well, okay then..."

She then added, "This way, if there's any danger, I can protect you right away... Yes, that's it."

Convinced, she no longer found it bothersome.

The official from Zhao's Honglu Si, though puzzled as to why the couple needed two beds, didn't press the matter and promptly arranged it, including buying a screen.

Li Nuo quickly set up the room.

His bed was on the left, Yiren's bed was on the right, with the screen placed a few steps in front of Yiren's bed, just enough to block it.

Li Nuo then moved the writing desk in front of his bed, creating two independently private spaces.

Exhausted from the long journey, he soon felt a wave of drowsiness. Looking out the window, he saw Yiren practicing swordsmanship outside and, feeling assured, lay down and quickly fell asleep...

A moment later, Song Yiren entered the room, about to speak, but seeing Li Nuo sleeping peacefully on the bed, she swallowed her words and quietly walked to his bedside.

She stood beside him, watching him intently.

A slight smile crept onto her face.

The husband she had chosen was handsome no matter how she looked at him.

With Song Jiaren and Li Anning thousands of miles away, she didn't have to worry about them suddenly appearing. As she gazed at the sleeping Li Nuo, a thought suddenly crossed her mind.

Just a kiss.

Just one kiss.

What's wrong with kissing her own husband...