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Chapter 5362: Year After Year

"Quick, quick, bring two more sets of clean bowls and chopsticks for His Majesty and Her Majesty!" Wei Ziqin busily called out to the palace maids scurrying back and forth.

Immediately, nimble palace maids stepped forward, bowed, and prepared clean utensils for the Emperor and Empress, then withdrew.

The Emperor happily said, "Just now, eating with a bunch of old fogeys was tasteless; it's nothing compared to being with family. Even eating some pickles with crispy cakes is good."

Everyone was flattered and initially a bit constrained, but realizing that the Emperor and Empress were approachable and completely without airs, the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

Soon after, a servant reported that Prince Kang and his consort had arrived. Everyone quickly went to greet them, inviting the prince and consort in to eat some dumplings together.

Later, someone brought out wine, and a group of people drank and recited poetry, and several inexplicably passed out drunk. Second Uncle, without exception, was the first to collapse...

The Emperor and Prince Kang drank and chatted, while Mo Lian, seeing the chaotic scene below, simply picked up his wife and hid on the rooftop. The two looked up at the night sky, seeing the brilliant stars twinkling everywhere. Then they looked down at the group of people below, who were already sprawled everywhere, unconscious, and exchanged helpless glances.

"I hope everyone stays safe and sound, and that we can celebrate the New Year together every year from now on," Lady Qiao Qiao murmured thoughtfully.

"As long as you wish for it, it will surely happen," Mo Lian squeezed his wife's small hand and said with a smile, "Your husband promises you that every New Year from now on, even if they are scattered across the ends of the earth, your husband will order people to pack them up one by one and bring them to us, so we can celebrate the New Year together."

Qiao Mu's eyes widened as she looked at her husband, who was serious and making vows, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing. "You... you're too..." too much!

"Don't worry, your husband believes he has this right," Mo Lian rubbed his wife's small hand and leaned in mysteriously, "I saw the old man (Emperor) secretly arranging things; I guess after the New Year, he wants to shirk his duties and throw the throne to your husband!"

Qiao Mu secretly chuckled, reached out and took his large hand, looking at him with extreme seriousness. "Husband, no matter where you go, I will go with you. Go ahead and do what you want; if any ministers are disrespectful to you in the future, I will beat them until they submit."

Mo Lian's eyes lit up, and he immediately put on a wronged and pitiful expression, leaning his head on Qiao Mu's shoulder and nodding shamelessly. "Wife, then you must protect your husband well."

Qiao Mu nodded her small head vigorously. "I will, husband."

Mo Lian looked at her serious little expression, and couldn't help but smile radiantly.

Suddenly, a wine cup flew towards his head. He tilted his head to dodge it, glaring back, only to see a brilliantly red-clad, incredibly captivating "rotten peach blossom" (Feng Chen) leaning lazily on the opposite eaves, shaking a wine pot at him.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment. The boundless starlight and the clamor of the moment blended together. Qiao Mu's heart was filled with joy.

Early the next morning, all the core high-ranking officials across the Three Continents received a bombshell piece of news.

Large numbers of winged mutated humans and zombie puppets from the Heavenly Fate organization were heading towards the small country of Qingzhou, which bordered Cangzhou. In less than an hour, they stormed and captured Qingzhou with lightning speed, killing the King of Qingzhou at the city gates.