My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

For Simu's Zhuazhou ceremony, Gu Lan also meticulously prepared a gift, which was quite extraordinary. While such a gift might seem childish for an adult, it was just right for Simu...

By now, the officials had finished paying their respects to Mu Yuyan. Starting from Sima Qin, one official after another began to cite various anecdotes, offering birthday blessings to Simu.@@novelbin@@

The lengthy and verbose anecdotes made Gu Lan feel as if he were back in a college history class. Despite his current cultivation, he couldn't resist the onset of drowsiness. It was precisely why he had just yawned.

It was an instinctual reaction ingrained in his bloodline, utterly beyond his control. Gu Lan wasn't alone in this. Even Simu, who had boundless energy since birth, was now asleep in Mu Yuyan's arms.

Of course, even in her sleep, Simu still tightly clutched a Spirit Fruit that had been gnawed to the core, as if someone were trying to steal it from her in her dreams.

Meanwhile, Mu Yuyan's exquisite countenance remained calm and composed, without the slightest change in expression, embodying the dignity of her position as the ruler.

Such scenes had long become familiar to her. As the officials prattled on, recounting anecdotes from the past, one after another, without repeating themselves, Gu Lan found himself on the verge of dozing off. Just as he was about to close his eyes, a tall and burly general stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, I'm a rough man, not versed in grand philosophies! I... heh heh, I just find the little princess especially adorable and hope she remains happy!"

"Esteemed gentlemen, spare the high-flown rhetoric. If you keep going, not only will the little princess be unable to endure it, but even I will feel like my head is about to explode!"

With these words, laughter erupted among the generals present, while the civil officials could only shake their heads in resignation.

There was little they could do with these martial men who were ignorant of literature, some of whom couldn't even recognize more than a few characters.

They excelled in citing classics and debating with logic, but could one reason with them?

Continuing to argue would likely lead to fists as large as cooking pots descending upon them, as there were living examples of this in Jing Nation.

Sure enough, after the general's speech, the remaining civil officials consciously shortened the length of their blessings.

As the ceremonial proceedings concluded, Mu Yuyan took out a Spirit Fruit that Gu Lan had prepared for her in advance.

"Spirit Fruit!"

The Empress's eyes softened as she softly called out the term that her little glutton often uttered. Almost as soon as the Spirit Fruit was brought out, Simu instantly woke up.

At the same time, her tiny hands instinctively reached out at lightning speed for the Spirit Fruit in Mu Yuyan's hand, faster than many seasoned warriors.

The Zhuazhou ceremony was about to begin, and Simu could only complete it with energy after eating the Spirit Fruit. Mu Yuyan knew how to coax a child, a skill she had learned from her own husband.

Smack! Smack!

With just a few bites, Simu had devoured the Spirit Fruit, leaving nothing but the core, incredibly clean.

This speed surpassed even the swiftness with which she had grabbed the Spirit Fruit earlier. Little Princess was truly exceptional.

The civil official who had previously praised Simu the most harshly couldn't help but swallow nervously.

He had thought Simu was extraordinary, but he hadn't expected her to be this exceptional—disposing of a Spirit Fruit in no time flat was truly remarkable!

Mu Yuyan gently placed Simu on the long table.

"Mumu, after finishing the Spirit Fruit, you must behave yourself... Look over there, pick something you like."

Simu tilted her head, curiosity gleaming in her eyes as she looked at the array of Zhuazhou ceremony items on the table.

Apart from various treasures, books dominated the table. The treasures were mostly prepared by military officials, while the books were mainly prepared by civil officials.

The most eye-catching among them were the exquisitely crafted Seven Wonders Puzzle Ball of the Fengni Dynasty and the exotic Eight-Sound Music Box from the Western Regions. Both items, crafted by skilled artisans, shimmered with dazzling light, capturing everyone's attention.

Seeing Simu crawling towards those two items, Grand Tutor Su Hua and Master Zhang Qingwei sitting beside him couldn't sit still.

"Little Princess, I've prepared this illustrated book on statecraft with painstaking effort. It contains many rare beasts and customs of our realm. Take a look over here..."

Grand Tutor Su Hua took out a thick book filled not only with dense text but also many illustrations, each meticulously crafted with special pigments. These were the fruits of his labor during his leisure time in the Eastern Palace.

"These illustrations depict the customs and traditions of our Jing Nation. Grand Tutor has truly put his heart into this!"

"If the little princess studies this book diligently, she will surely be as wise as Her Majesty the Empress in the future!"

"Grand Tutor's sincerity surpasses mine!"

The officials below, upon seeing the text and illustrations in the book, couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"Little Highness, come and take a look, it's very interesting..."

Su Hua held up the book, enticing Simu with it laid out on the table. He couldn't believe that a little toddler wouldn't be interested in colorful illustrations.

Simu's gaze was indeed drawn over... but not to the book and its illustrations, but to Su Hua's white beard!

"Oh my! Oh my! Little Princess... Little Princess, please don't pull my beard, let go quickly, let go quickly!"

Su Hua hadn't expected Simu to have such strength. Since he was unwilling to use his true qi, it resulted in this comical scene.

On the side, Zhang Qingwei couldn't help but look amused. Seeing Su Hua shouting, Simu instantly lost interest in the beard and paid no attention to the statecraft book.

Seeing this, Zhang Qingwei quickly brought out his own Zhuazhou ceremony item. "Little Highness, look over here. This is the Mirrors of the Myriad Realms from my Jixia Literary Academy... A replica, of course."

"It can observe all things under heaven, the sun, moon, and stars, and the passage of time. It's quite miraculous." One old man left, and another arrived.

Simu tilted her head, looking at the mirror. The officials couldn't help but look over. The Mirrors of the Myriad Realms were a treasure of the Jixia Literary Academy, the only artifact among the world's cultural relics with the potential to ascend to the level of a transcendent treasure.

Of course, Zhang Qingwei wouldn't simply gift such a treasure for the future Emperor's teacher. However, even a replica was quite valuable!

As everyone looked, they saw mountains, rivers, the sun, the moon, day and night, all rapidly alternating on the mirror's surface, presenting a miraculous scene of time fleeting like a white horse passing a crevice.

"Master Zhang truly lives up to being the head of the Jixia Literary Academy, actually able to replicate the Mirrors of the Myriad Realms. Even if it lacks the power, it's still a rare treasure!"

"This mirror contains all things in the world and even encompasses time. Truly miraculous!"

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"Today, I am fortunate to have seen such a treasure. If I could visit the Jixia Literary Academy in the future to see the real Mirrors of the Myriad Realms, I would die without regrets."

An older civil official couldn't help but sigh. Beside Mu Yuyan, Gu Lan shook his head speechlessly.

Did these officials of Jing Nation really know what children liked? That Seven Wonders Puzzle Ball was clearly just a luxurious version of the Lu Ban Lock. The Eight-Sound Music Box wasn't particularly rare, but its craftsmanship was indeed exquisite. As for the statecraft book, it was like an advanced version of an encyclopedia.

And then there was the Mirrors of the Myriad Realms, simply accelerating the images carved in stone.

Would these things appeal to a little bundle of joy? Gu Lan shook his head, feeling somewhat disappointed. Because his precious daughter would have absolutely no interest in these things.