After retiring from the court, Zhao Rui did not leave, but went to the harem with Murong Bing.
As soon as they arrived at the palace, Murong Bing couldn't wait to turn around and throw herself into Zhao Rui's arms.
"You dead man, do you know how much people miss you! I don't want to be that emperor anymore. I just sit there with a sullen face all day long and vent my anger with a bunch of ministers!"
Zhao Rui hugged Murong Bing very gently.
"No matter what, you are the emperor of Dashang, and you have to shoulder some responsibilities."
Murong Bing felt a little aggrieved.
"I don't care. Anyway, now that the merchants are about to dominate the world, why not reveal my true identity and let you be the emperor!"
Zhao Rui was a little helpless. After all, Murong Bing was just a little girl in her early twenties. Although she had the majesty of an emperor, she was still a little girl at heart.
"Okay, if you really make your identity public, then the empire I have worked so hard to build will fall apart!"
Murong Bing pouted, her face still full of grievances, but she didn't say anything more.
She knew better than anyone else that once her daughter's identity was revealed, it would definitely cause an uproar, and no one wanted to be ruled by a woman.
The princes from all walks of life who were finally defeated may come together to attack.
Zhao Rui scratched Murong Bing's little nose, carried her onto the dragon bed, tore off her clothes rather arrogantly, and pressed her whole body down.
"Ah! Can you stop being so rude!"
Murong Bing's face was red with embarrassment and she hugged Zhao Rui tightly.
Xuan Ni's voice immediately echoed in the palace.
After an unknown amount of time, the two finally stopped.
"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, is the woman from the Western Region in the court today your new princess?"
Zhao Rui did not shy away: "Yes, she is also the leader of the Tianluo Army and a tiger general. She should be the first to conquer Tubo this time!"
Murong Bing pressed close to Zhao Rui's chest: "Why don't you give her the title of a duke of the country?"
"Nonsense!" Zhao Rui scolded softly: "How can you give a woman the title of Duke of the Kingdom? The most you can give is the title of Princess!"
Murong Bing turned around immediately, feeling quite resentful.
"It's really a new generation replacing the old ones. Have you almost forgotten me?"
Zhao Rui turned Murong Bing over: "Everything I have now, a lot of it was given by you, how could I forget you?"
While he was talking, there was a slight knock on the door.
Murong Bing seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly left the door.
Xiao Yu'er, accompanied by several Qianyu guards, stood at the door very cautiously.
"His Royal Highness King Zhao is here, right?"
Murong Bing nodded, pulled Xiao Yu'er in, and at the same time ordered the Qianyu Guards outside to guard strictly.
"Your Highness!"
Xiao Yu'er suddenly threw herself into Zhao Rui's arms like a rain of pear blossoms.
"You are finally back, and you want to kill my concubine!"
Zhao Rui didn't care so much, stood up naked and held Xiao Yu'er in his arms.
"Okay, I won't leave tonight, I will stay with you in the palace!"
Xiao Yu'er didn't care, she took off her clothes and stayed aside.
Not to be outdone, Murong Bing also threw herself on the bed.
There was a cloud and rain until dawn. Murong Bing and Xiao Yuer were already unconscious, but Zhao Rui was still alive and well.