The imperial palace was exceptionally spacious, exuding opulence from every corner. Red walls and yellow tiles showcased its lavishness.
Feng Ninghe arrived at the Empress's chambers without delay.
"Ninghe!"
Upon seeing her, the Empress broke into a smile and approached her warmly. "It's been some days since I last saw you. I've missed you dearly. I've heard about your performance in the Hundred Duels competition, and I never imagined you were so capable. Your parents would surely be proud if they knew."
The Feng family was notoriously known for its cultivation prodigies, but Feng Ninghe, once considered a cultivation waste, had suddenly become a genius with extraordinary talent.
This news had already spread throughout the entire Li Kingdom, and the Empress was among the first to know.
Mentioning her parents, a hint of wistfulness flickered in Feng Ninghe's eyes. "Empress sister is right. I will continue to work hard and live up to their expectations."
"His Majesty the Emperor arrives!"
The maid's voice urgently echoed into the chambers, announcing the Emperor's arrival.
These simple words caused Feng Ninghe's lips to curl into a subtle smile.
The Emperor's arrival was timely; it saved her the trouble of making another trip.
Moments later, a tall and dignified figure entered the chambers.
The Emperor, clad in imperial robes, possessed an imposing presence that inspired awe.
"Ninghe pays her respects to His Majesty the Emperor."
Feng Ninghe bowed formally.
The Emperor quickly stepped forward and helped her up. "Ninghe, it's been a long time. You've grown even more graceful and elegant, bearing a striking resemblance to your mother."
The Duke of Zhenguo was renowned for his valiant battles and selfless contributions to the Li Kingdom. Even his son had fallen on the battlefield, leaving Feng Ninghe as the sole surviving descendant of the Duke's bloodline.
Consequently, the Emperor felt a sense of guilt towards her and treated her even better than his own children.
Feng Ninghe smiled sweetly, her expression softening with warmth. "Your Majesty, you too have become more distinguished with age. Your appearance remains unchanged."
The Emperor chuckled heartily, his gaze towards her filled with emotion. "Ninghe, I've heard all about your recent endeavors. You must visit the palace often when you have free time."
She nodded obediently. "I came today specifically to visit you and Empress sister."
She held a deep affection for the Emperor and Empress, genuinely regarding them as family.
"Ninghe, the First Prince, that unpromising fellow, is already betrothed. If you fancy any young man from the Li Kingdom, don't hesitate to tell me, and I will arrange it for you!"
The Emperor's words presented Feng Ninghe with an opportunity to speak. "The First Prince and the Third Miss of the Feng family share a deep affection and have already secretly pledged their love. I heard the First Prince was secretly preparing for the wedding, but it was postponed due to my appearance. I do not wish to intrude upon them, and it would be wonderful to see them married soon."
After some thought, the Emperor nodded in approval. "They have been betrothed for five years; it is indeed time for them to marry."
Feng Ninghe's expression turned serious and earnest. "It has been a long time since the Feng family has had a joyous occasion. I genuinely wish to see the Third Miss married, and it would serve as a blessing for the Feng family. Your Majesty, Ninghe humbly requests that you issue an imperial decree for the First Prince and the Third Miss to be married! They had originally planned to marry on the fifteenth of next month, but they dared not proceed due to my presence. I am filled with remorse and only wish for their happiness!"
The Emperor had already learned from the Empress about Feng Ninghe's stance on the First Prince and had not expected them to become engaged. Seeing Feng Ninghe's solemn expression, as if she were genuinely concerned for others, the Emperor readily agreed. "You are indeed kind and considerate. In that case, I grant your request!"
In a guest room.
Mo Zisang sat there, looking thoroughly vexed. A physician sat beside him.
"Have you found anything?"
He furrowed his brows and shot an annoyed glance at the physician beside him.
The physician's body immediately trembled. He smiled obsequiously at Mo Zisang. "Elder Mo, your health is excellent. There are no issues whatsoever, and no treatment is necessary."
"Nonsense! In my opinion, you are nothing but a quack!"
Mo Zisang erupted in anger, his expression changing in an instant. He had been indulging in the company of beautiful women recently, but his body was not cooperating, exhibiting some strange condition that prevented him from enjoying their company to the fullest.
Mo Zisang had secretly consulted numerous physicians, but none could pinpoint the cause of his ailment. They were all baffled by his condition.
Sweat beaded on the physician's forehead, and his body trembled uncontrollably. "Elder Mo, there is truly nothing wrong with your body!"
"Begone, get out of here at once!"
Mo Zisang roared, his icy gaze seeming capable of swallowing the physician whole.
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After the physician departed, a guard quickly approached, holding a small piece of paper. "Elder Mo, a child outside delivered this note, claiming to know what is afflicting your body and how to cure it."
Mo Zisang raised an eyebrow but did not immediately respond.
When he saw the crooked characters on the note, he could no longer sit still. He leaped up, clutching the paper excitedly. "Bring him here for questioning."
The note simply read: "Unable to perform."
Yet, these four words pierced his eyes like needles. He, Mo Zisang, was the most dashing figure of the Immortal Sect. If others were to learn of his impotence, it would become a colossal joke. Therefore, he had not disclosed the specific nature of his ailment when consulting physicians.
The guard responded hastily, "Elder Mo, that child was too quick. We couldn't catch him, but he left a message."
Mo Zisang's heart raced, a fire igniting within him. "What did he say?"
The guard did not dare to delay. "The child said he could cure you, but in exchange, you must prevent the First Prince from entering the Immortal Sect."
The guard then produced a small packet of powder. "The child also gave this, saying you would know if it works by trying it."
Mo Zisang's gaze deepened as his well-defined fingers clutched the small packet of powder, his eyes filled with contemplation. He had no choice.
Immediately, Mo Zisang consumed the powder and casually summoned two beautiful women. This time, his body responded without hesitation, exhibiting a vigorous demeanor, which brightened Mo Zisang's eyes. He could finally preserve his title as the most dashing figure of the Immortal Sect...
The First Prince's mansion.
When the guard announced Mo Zisang's arrival, Bai Liye showed a flicker of interest. "He's here just in time. I was about to discuss with him when I could truly be admitted into the Immortal Sect."
Not long after, Mo Zisang was led to Bai Liye by a guard.
"Elder Mo, the two beauties from last time were not to your satisfaction. This time, I've specifically chosen two more. These two are skilled in singing and dancing, and I guarantee you'll be pleased."
Bai Liye smiled enthusiastically and clapped his hands. Two beautiful women immediately emerged from the side and began to dance gracefully in the room.
However, this time, Mo Zisang's expression was remarkably calm. He showed no emotional reaction to the two beauties.