Yan Ziyue briefly explained Huofeng's current official system and important affairs to Yan Fengyi, and then asked Yan Fengyi to check the transcripts of the reports on agriculture, commerce, and trade that she had approved one by one.

"Fengyi, Yuce Palace, you can come here at any time in the future, and you can also access the documents here at any time", Yan Ziyue got up and said.

"Hmm...".

"Then, you look first, I'll go out for a walk."

"Shall I accompany you"?

"No need, just have Chi Yan follow."

After a few days, Yan Fengyi read a lot of transcripts of the report, and had to marvel at Yan Ziyue's political strategy, her reform ideas for Huofeng's agriculture, business, economy and trade, currency system and taxation, original and incisive, simply incredible, so that the people of Huofeng can live and work in peace and contentment, and the people are rich and rich, from this point alone, she is far inferior to her, not to mention, she also cleared Huofeng's officials, let Huofeng's officials serve morality as officials, work hard, reform the military system, and strengthen the army to rejuvenate the country.

On this day, as soon as Yan Ziyue came to the Imperial Palace, she already saw that Yan Fengyi was already busy copying the newspaper.

"Feng Yi, why are you copying the newspaper, what about the others?"

"I'll keep them busy, and I'll copy these reports in the future, so that I can understand more."

"If you like, be it".

"Ziyue...".

"Hmm... What's wrong"?

"I, I really didn't know you well before, and I misunderstood a lot."

"The past is gone, isn't it? Now, if you want, you can get to know me slowly, I don't mind", Yan Ziyue said with a smile, and said lightly.

Yan Fengyi listened, pursed her lips and smiled, looked at Yan Ziyue, and felt that she was the kind of person who was transparent about the world, and couldn't help but admire it from the bottom of her heart.

Yan Ziyue didn't treat Yan Fengyi as an outsider, and casually handed her a few reports on the imperial case and said: "These, you take a look at them first, and after reading them, tell me, if you were me, how would you decide."

"Me"?

"Hmm... How? Can't? ”

Yan Fengyi took it generously when she heard this, turned to her desk and sat down, and began to read it carefully.

"Your Highness, the High Priest and His Royal Highness King Kang have come down", Chi Yan came in to report.

"What? Where are they"?

"They were outside the temple."

Yan Ziyue stood up when she heard this, was stunned for a while, looked at Chi Yan, and then swept over not far away and stood up to look at Yan Fengyi, who thought about it and said, "Chi Yan, you ask the high priest to wait for me on the platform, I'll come in a while."

"Yes...".

After Chi Yan left, Yan Ziyue sat down again, her mind was a little chaotic, and her heart was calm for a while.

"Ziyue, you, aren't you ready to see His Royal Highness King Kang?" Yan Fengyi stepped forward and said.

"I... Well... Although he is my father, I... I grew up never seeing him or spending time with him, and I... I don't know what to do with him, what to say when I see him."

"Ziyue, don't worry, just do whatever you want, and say whatever you want."

"But, I..., I'll think about it again", Yan Ziyue supported her head with one hand, half lying on the imperial case, trying to imagine the scene after meeting.

Yan Fengyi walked back to her bookcase, continued to read the report, swept Yan Ziyue from time to time, and watched her reaction, and after a long time, Nangong Yu walked in.

When Yan Fengyi saw Nangong Yu, her heart trembled, she stood up, and watched him approach.

Yan Ziyue was lying on the imperial case, her mood finally calmed down a lot, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Nangong pardon.

"Nangong pardon, why are you here"?

"The High Priest and His Royal Highness King Kang have been waiting for you for a long time, and they haven't seen you come back."

"I...", Yan Ziyue sat up, supporting her chin with her hands, and a look of embarrassment appeared on her face.

"Yue'er, are you not ready to see His Royal Highness King Kang, if so, I will say it for you."

"No, I, I...", Yan Ziyue paused, thought about it, suddenly stood up, walked out of the imperial case and said, "I'm ready, let's go."

"Yue'er...", Nangong Yu watched Yan Ziyue walk quickly towards the palace gate, but the steps under her feet were clearly a little messy, she chuckled lightly and followed.

On the hazy platform, Yan Ziyue walked to the front of the building and stopped.

"Yue'er...".

Yan Ziyue took a deep breath, raised her eyes and looked at Nangong Pardon and said, "Nangong Pardon, I...".

"Yue'er...", Nangong Yu could vaguely feel the fear and worry in Yan Ziyue's heart at this time, took her hand and said, "Yue'er, don't be afraid, come on", said, leading her to the building.

In the middle hall, Yan Moyu sat on a circle chair, stroking his forehead sideways, although there was a trace of indifference on his face, he was also nervous in his heart.

He sometimes walked to the door to look, and sometimes retreated to Yan Moyu's side, looking at him with a worried expression.

Meng Niang stood not far away, her eyes kept on Yan Moyu, she had too much to say, but considering her identity, she could only endure it.

Nangong Yu pulled Yan Ziyue into the hall, Yan Ziyue glanced at it, and her eyes fell on Yan Moyu.

"Yue'er...", Yan Li made a sound, took two steps up, turned his head to look at Yan Moyu, and saw that he had also gotten up, but he twisted his head to the side, not daring to look up at Yan Ziyue.

From the moment Yan Ziyue saw Yan Moyu, her feet seemed to be filled with lead, and she felt heavier and heavier every time she took a step forward, and finally she couldn't lift her legs, standing not far away, refusing to step forward again.

"Yu...", Yu Li walked to Yan Moyu's side and said softly: "Yu, Yue'er is here...".

Yan Moyu listened, and after a while, he raised his eyes to look at Yan Ziyue, and the moment his eyes met, Yan Moyu couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in his heart, and his eyes turned red.

Yan Li looked at Yan Moyu, then at Yan Ziyue, and motioned to Nangong Yu and Meng Niang to give their father and daughter a little space, so they quietly retreated first.

Nangong Yu gently patted the back of Yan Ziyue's hand, looked at her, and told her not to worry with her eyes, so she turned around and left, and in the middle hall, only Yan Moyu and Yan Ziyue were left.

The two stood like this for a long time, without saying anything, only glancing at each other from time to time, and each other was a little entangled and struggling in their hearts.

"You...", the two of them spoke at the same time, but stopped at the same time, looked at each other, and smiled lightly.

"You look as beautiful as your mother", Yan Moyu opened his mouth first.

"Really? I have seen the portrait of my mother in the study of King Kang's mansion, and I am less than one-tenth of my mother's."

Yan Moyu listened, was silent for a while, became a little emotional, looked at Yan Ziyue with a crying expression and said, "Yue'er, I'm sorry for you, I failed to protect your mother, and I didn't fulfill my responsibilities as a father."

"I don't blame you, really...", Yan Ziyue replied without thinking, because in her heart, these have already been accepted.

Yan Moyu listened and was very moved, covering his eyes with his right hand, looking up and still unable to stop the tears from slipping down, and there was a muffled sobbing.

Yan Ziyue looked at Yan Moyu in front of her, it was not the picture of the meeting that she had imagined, and at this moment, such a scene made people's hearts full of flavors, and for a while, the vague memories that were sealed in the dust suddenly emerged, intertwined and mixed, heartache, and happiness.

"Father, let it pass, you still have me...", Yan Ziyue took a few steps forward, and as soon as the words came out, they stopped abruptly, because he would eventually leave this world, and when the time came, it might be another fatal blow to the man in front of him.

Yan Moyu turned sideways, wiped the corners of his eyes, looked at Yan Ziyue, and pulled out a grateful smile: "Yue'er, you are as understanding as your mother", and approached Yan Ziyue as he spoke, reaching out to touch her cheek, but stopped in mid-air in embarrassment.

Yan Ziyue looked at Yan Moyu, a pair of eyes that had experienced Cangsang were dyed with a strong desire for family affection at this time, so she took a step forward, held Yan Moyu's hand with both hands, felt the roughness and scars on his hands, and pasted them on his face.

Yan Moyu stroked Yan Ziyue's cheek, and said with a smile in her tears: "Yue'er, thank you."

"Hmm...", Yan Ziyue shook her head lightly, and from the palm of Yan Moyu's hand, she could feel all the pain and sorrows he had experienced.

"Cher, did you see that? Our daughter has grown up, she is really very much like you", Yan Moyu withdrew his hand, looked up at the sky and sighed.

"Father...", Yan Ziyue called softly.

"Yue'er, I'm fine, I'm happy, really... I'm so happy."

"Father...", Yan Ziyue helped Yan Moyu to sit down, poured him a cup of tea and handed it over, "Father, please drink tea."

Yan Moyu took the tea, drank it all, looked at Yan Ziyue, and landed on Yan Ziyue's upright stomach, with a melancholy flash in his eyes.

"Yue'er... How many months are you pregnant"?

"Father, in less than two months, he should be born", Yan Ziyue said, stroking his belly and smiling slightly.

"Is it"? Yan Moyu listened, and the worry in his eyes became even stronger.

Outside the door, Yan Li and Nangong Yu had been listening, looking at each other and smiling, happy for the reunion of Yan Ziyue's father and daughter, and worried about the danger of Yan Ziyue's imminent delivery.

At sunset, Yan Moyu and Yan Li left the palace together.

"Away, Yue'er, she... Is there a solution to the curse of the royal family"?

"I've already asked about this matter, but not for the time being."

"No... Is it less than two months? Yue'er...".

"I'm sorry, Yu, I...".

"I know you've done your best".

"But...", Yan Li didn't know what to say, facing Yan Moyu at this time, Yan Li really wanted to tell him that he regretted his original decision, and he shouldn't let Yan Ziyue fight for the position of the princess and daughter, and let her bear so many responsibilities alone.

"Leave, you can call Yan Xun to come to King Kang's Mansion tomorrow, I have one thing, you can help me see if I can save Yue'er."

"What? Could it be... How so"?

"You guessed it... Cher didn't wait for it."

After being shocked, a trace of joy appeared on his face, and then he asked worriedly: "It's a divine object, if you bring it back, if it is known to the world, I am afraid it will cause a lot of trouble."

"I know, but I promised Cher that I would bring it back and leave it to our daughter."