"Well, is there anything else?"

"The court's reward young master hasn't been seen yet!" Fu Bo said with a very straight look. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"These will be handled by you in the future! I still have to focus on martial arts, and I don't want to be bothered by trivial matters!" Zhuang Yichen suddenly became the shopkeeper.

"How can this be done, it is not in accordance with the rules!" Fauber did not give a step.

"Then let's do it, let the young lady take care of it, and you will slowly assist her!" Zhuang Yichen really couldn't do anything about him.

"Yes!" Fauber thought for a moment and agreed.

"By the way, the mansion given by the imperial court, you can arrange a time to discuss with the young lady and find an auspicious day to move!" Zhuang Yichen thought for a while and said.

With his current status, the mansion sent by Su Li is already a little small.

Zhuang Yichen arrived in front of Wan'er's boudoir, and before he reached out and knocked on the door, he heard Wan'er say softly inside: "Husband, come in!"

This was the first time she had changed her name, Zhuang Yichen was stunned for a moment, and then walked in. Under the candlelight, the jade man wearing a phoenix crown and a xia veil sat on the edge of the bed dignifiedly, with a beautiful face like jade and a slight red.

In fact, the phoenix crown was originally derived from the imperial court's women's fateful clothing, and slowly evolved into the bride's dress among the people.

"Well, it's beautiful!" Zhuang Yichen couldn't help but feel amazed when he saw Wan'er's dress! Especially during this time, her body has slowly grown, and she is basically at the level of a fifteen-year-old girl on earth.

"Wan'er hopes to be her husband's bride as soon as possible!" Wan'er slowly snuggled into Zhuang Yichen's arms, her eyes shining with happiness.

After putting Wan'er to sleep, Zhuang Yichen returned to his room and opened the private message forwarded by Mei Dengfeng.

The person who wrote the letter was undoubtedly a woman, with a faint fragrance of flowers, which made people feel refreshed, and the handwriting was beautiful but with a sense of atmosphere.

The content of the letter is quite simple, just a general explanation of why he was only given the title of five grades, and expressed some apologies, hoping that Zhuang Yichen can redouble his efforts in the future and contribute to Yan Guo.

At the end of the letter, there was a special mark, which Zhuang Yichen recognized as an official seal communication, just like a mobile phone number on the earth.

The letter has no beginning or end, and there is no signature, but Zhuang Yichen is very sensitive to the momentum in the tone of the letter, and there is a feeling of dominating the world.

"Let Mei Dengfeng convey the private message when he announced the decree, there will be no second person in this Yan Kingdom except for one person!" Zhuang Yichen's heart flashed with a realization that Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, the actual ruler of the Yan Kingdom, actually sent a private message to himself.

In particular, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess also left her contact information, just like WeChat, which can be regarded as a favor and compensation.

No wonder Mei Dengfeng looked a little nervous and scrupled, if this was known by the imperial envoys, I am afraid that he would be impeached all over his head.

"Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, you really look up to me!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, put the letter away and put it in the official seal.

If it's okay, it is naturally impossible for him to contact the eldest princess, after all, the gap in identity is there. You can't take this as a dating artifact on the earth and start an offensive.

The holy decree bestowed the position of the five grades, and the northern capital began to pour gifts into the palace like flowing water.

Everyone was elated, and they were extremely willing to give gifts, because Zhuang Yichen really won the supreme glory for the Northern Capital.

Even many ordinary people spontaneously took their own beans and melons and fruits and sent them to the door.

"Tomorrow, we will have a big banquet and feast the whole city!" Zhuang Yichen looked at the mountains of gifts and said with a wry smile.

He fought for his own future and future to win the Seven Masters of the Mayfly, and he didn't actually think about the glory of the Northern Capital, but the people treated him like this. If others respect me for an inch, I naturally want to pay them back.

This made him finally have an awareness and idea of this era, this continent, and integrated into it.

Originally, he always looked at everything around him with the gaze of a traverser and an outsider.

However, now he realized that whether it was Wan'er, Su Li, Fang Luo, or Yu Fu and Wu Ma, they were all living people, and there was actually no essential difference between them and himself.

"Zhuang Yichen, I didn't expect to become the head of the Seven Masters of Mayflies! I never dreamed of it!" In a luxurious manor in Jizhou Mansion, he sighed as cold as frost and said to Cheng Dieyi.

Both of them changed into gorgeous robes at this time, and they didn't look like women in the Qinglou at all! And their temperament and demeanor were even better than those daughters of top wealthy families.

"Rushuang, your heart knot is hard to solve!" Cheng Dieyi looked at her good sister with some distress!

Leng Rushuang has always been worried about Zhuang Yichen's inability to cultivate the Dao of Literature, and the higher Zhuang Yichen's achievements in martial arts, the more Leng Rushuang can't be relieved, and he always feels that he has killed a genius who has not been able to cultivate the Tao for a thousand years.

"Sister Cheng, I also know that I have a magic barrier, but for the time being, I have to do this!" Leng Rushuang frowned, and his expression was really cute.