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Chapter 1200 The world returns to the heart

So although she disliked Feng Xiyu for being too talkative, she was still glad that she was also on the ship. After all, with someone of such status and strength, the Holy Land would have to be a little wary even if they wanted to take action.

Although based on her analysis, the Holy Land probably wouldn't openly show off, but it was better to be prepared than not.

The spaceship was very large. Ying Wuji and Nangong Zhi returned to the cabin early to rest. Feng Xiyu followed Mu Qianyu's cabin and fell asleep after talking for half a night.

Mu Qianyu covered her with a quilt, but there was nothing he could do to her.

Half a month later, Mu Qianyu returned to the Imperial Capital of Shang Dynasty. On the second day, a ceremony was held to worship the heaven. The sky sent down the supreme luck belonging to the two lands.

While Mu Qianyu had more abundant energy in his body, his spiritual energy was once again purified and baptized. Although he failed to break through, he also reached the third level peak of Tianji Realm.

He is not far away from breaking through the fourth level of Tianji Realm. Anyone who sees such a terrifying cultivation speed will probably be shocked.

The Queen of Sacrifice also represents that the Land of Chaos and the Taichu Emperor Dynasty have completely become the territory of the Great Shang. Mu Qianyu has inherited his destiny with his own body and has the absolute ability to execute everyone and everything on this land.

The royal land in the world can be fully reflected in the Yun Dynasty. No matter whether it is an army of millions or an army of tens of millions, as long as it is on this land, it cannot be defeated by the power of a jade seal.

This is why Mu Qianyu doesn't worry when she's not in court. No one can make her rebel.

Of course, the happiest thing about coming back was not the sacrifice to heaven, but that Mu Qianyu met his little girl Bei Chenyue again. The little girl had been studying in the academy and was now fourteen years old.

Her baby fat has almost disappeared, her facial features have become more refined, and her big and smart eyes are blinking, seven of them look like Mu Qianyu, and the other three look like Beichen Ye.

"Mother." Although Bei Chenyue had grown up a lot, her eyes were filled with stars when she saw Mu Qianyu, and she ran to be hugged by her mother.

Mu Qianyu looked at the child whose words had reached the tip of his nose. He felt that the child had grown up and his heart melted at the same time. He hugged the little guy tightly in his arms, his eyes slightly moist.

After being away from home for such a long time, the only thing she couldn't let go of was her daughter. But as her daughter grew up, she had to have her own study and life, and she couldn't take her with her all the time.

Feng Xiyu was dumbfounded as she watched. She thought Mu Qianyu was joking when she said she had such an old daughter, but she didn't expect it to be true.

Moreover, at the age of only fourteen years old, he has already reached the third level of Tianji Realm. This cultivation speed is almost the same as his own, but this child is obviously not only strong in realm, but also in combat power.

He has super-grade spiritual roots, and may even be the blood of a god. It's like two monsters gave birth to a little monster. If this child grows up, how can he survive as a genius of the same age?

She should have no problem defeating several geniuses of the same level by herself.

"Mother, I miss you so much," Bei Chenyue kept nuzzling in Mu Qianyu's arms. The eldest sister, who was very independent outside, immediately turned into a pitiful little girl when she returned home.

"Mom, I miss you too. Is Xiaobao's practice going well? Is there anyone bullying you in the academy?" Mu Qianyu asked with concern.

Bei Chenyue shook his head repeatedly: "Mom, dad has always said that my temper is up to you, and I have restrained myself by not bullying others."

"Of course it's not okay to bully others, but it's absolutely not okay if someone bullies us, especially the male disciple." Mu Qianyu looked at how beautiful his daughter was, and began to worry more and more about being abducted by a boy.

Gone.

"Don't worry, mother, Xiaobao has grown up, and he will handle these things by himself." Bei Chenyue reassured his mother with a smile.

Mu Qianyu couldn't get enough of this little guy, so he kept her around to make her eat more that day, and then just held her to sleep at night.

Bei Chenyue was a child after all, and soon fell into a deep sleep. Mu Qianyu looked at the little girl's peaceful sleeping face, and looking at her horizontally and vertically, she felt that the child had lost weight. It turned out that her face was all chubby.

The food at Imperial College was not good, she thought, and it should be rectified.

So the next day, while Mu Qianyu was in the imperial study room listening to Qin Chuan and the six ministers reporting on the major events that had happened in the past two years, he sent someone to summon Dean Wang of the Imperial College.

Mu Qianyu was wearing a red dragon robe, and just sitting on the dragon chair gave her supreme power. What's more, she looked serious at the moment and frowned slightly.

The ministers below have rarely seen their Majesty look like this. They are very cautious when performing each performance, for fear of saying something wrong and angering the emperor.

Mu Qianyu has been on the throne for so many years, and has already advanced from a novice in government affairs to the point where she can analyze the situation clearly with just one ear. She leaned on the dragon chair, half of her consciousness was used to listen to the report, and the other half was distracted.

Even so, she would still stop from time to time and give some pointers on government affairs. Most of the time, she was to the point, and she could ask key questions with just one opening of her mouth.

The ministers are all veterans, and they feel that His Majesty's return this time is slightly different from before. Although he was aware of everything before, he never had such a straight face, as if something serious had happened that they didn't know about.

The ministers didn't know what the problem was, and even Qin Chuan began to think too much. Was there something wrong with the handling of government affairs this time? He decided to ask His Majesty privately to find ways or improvements.

These are not the only ones who are worried. The most important person is Dean Wang. He is only responsible for running the college and never participates in politics. Today, a chamberlain told him to visit the old man in the royal study and he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Although he was a fourth-rank official and had entered the Jinluan Palace, he had never been to the Imperial Study Room.

The old man didn't know what was going on, so he immediately put on his official robe. Although he was a little upset in his heart, he still had the spirit of a scholar on his face, he was still calm and composed, and his white hair and beard were very dignified.

"Your Majesty, Dean Wang of Imperial College is waiting for orders outside the palace." A chamberlain came in and reported.

Qin Chuan and the Six Ministers were a little puzzled when they heard that Dean Wang was summoned. This is a place where political affairs are discussed. What is the purpose of summoning Dean?

"Pass it in." Mu Qianyu waved his hand and said to the Minister of War: "Please wait a moment, my dear, I have something to tell the dean."

"Yes." There is no reason why the Minister of the Ministry of War should not agree.

Dean Wang was a little panicked because he didn't know what was going on. When the door of the royal study room opened and he saw the Prime Minister and the people from the Sixth Department there, he almost gave up on controlling his expression.

His first guess was that he had committed something unforgivable, otherwise how could he have alerted the top adults in the imperial capital.

The crime committed by a relative of the emperor is nothing more than a three-level trial. What did he commit that warranted the dispatch of such a big figure?


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