A five-year-old goddess, raised to become an emperor for all time through a bronze mirror.

Chapter 133 Pei Yunjing becomes Prince of Anguo...

Inside the magnificent Zichen Palace, sunlight filters through the exquisite glazed tiles, casting dappled shadows. The palace is adorned with carved beams and painted rafters, exuding a splendid and opulent atmosphere.

In this solemn and majestic hall, Pei Chuan, dressed in a magnificent dragon robe embroidered with golden dragon patterns, sat dignifiedly on a high dragon throne.

His eyes were deep as he looked down at the neatly arranged officials below.

In the wake of this sudden plague, the court assembly held in the main hall became all the more precious.

Thanks to Pei Yunjing's decisive action and a series of effective measures, the disaster was brought under control, saving countless lives.

This was the first court assembly held since the outbreak of the epidemic. The officials were respectful and expressed their gratitude to Pei Chuan.

Pei Chuan's gaze swept over each minister, his heart filled with emotion.

He knew that Pei Yunjing had made invaluable contributions to the fight against the epidemic. If he hadn't stepped forward, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Pei Chuan's voice echoed in the hall, revealing an unquestionable authority: "My beloved ministers, do you know that the medicines you are taking are all made by the Sixth Prince?"

The moment the words were spoken, the once quiet and solemn court erupted into chaos as if a bomb had been dropped on it.

The courtiers immediately erupted in a cacophony of voices, a vibrant and lively atmosphere, with all sorts of sounds mingling together like waves of tides.

Some ministers looked astonished, their mouths agape as if they could fit an egg inside.

Some made no attempt to hide their admiration for Pei Yunjing, nodding in praise and muttering to themselves.

Some people exchanged meaningful and intriguing glances, as if conveying some unspoken message through their eyes.

These usually knowledgeable ministers never imagined that Pei Yunjing, who had always been unknown, would possess such superb medical skills and amazing abilities!

Before this, almost no one had ever heard a word about his talent in this area.

At this moment, an elderly man dressed in civil official robes stroked his beard and said with deep emotion:

"Oh my, I never expected that our sixth prince would not only be outstanding in both civil administration and military affairs, but also so accomplished in medicine! This is truly a blessing for our Guangling Dynasty!"

Before he could finish speaking, a burly, armored general beside him eagerly interjected:

"That's right! The Sixth Prince secretly and meticulously studied medicine formulas and tirelessly traveled to various epidemic-stricken areas, saving the lives of tens of thousands of people."

Such a broad mind and extraordinary courage are truly a model for us all to learn from!

Standing beside the dragon throne, Pei Chuan took in all the reactions of the courtiers, and a satisfied smile finally appeared on his usually stern face.

He then cleared his throat, raised his voice, and continued:

"Pei Yunjing, despite being a member of the royal family, was able to take the lead and disregard his own safety, resolutely venturing into the perilous epidemic zone."

This noble spirit of selfless dedication is something that both I and all my beloved ministers should learn from.

After careful consideration, I have decided to bestow upon Pei Yunjing the title of "Prince Anguo" to recognize his outstanding contributions.

When these words were spoken, all the civil and military officials in the court were shocked.

After a brief silence, the ministers, as if waking from a dream, knelt down in unison and shouted:

"Congratulations to His Highness the Sixth Prince on his promotion to Prince Anguo! May Prince Anguo live a thousand years!"

For a moment, the entire court was filled with the excited cheers of the crowd, which lingered for a long time.

The atmosphere inside the hall became even more enthusiastic, with expressions of admiration and gratitude towards Pei Yunjing evident in every word.

Pei Chuan's decision was like a brilliant ray of light piercing the sky. It was not only a high recognition and praise for Pei Yunjing's personal achievements, but also injected a powerful driving force and confidence into the entire court.

Inside the magnificent and imposing Zichen Palace, Pei Yunjing's figure stood out conspicuously.

He was like the brightest star in the night sky, radiating endless brilliance and attracting everyone's attention.

At this moment, Pei Yunjing carefully led Niannian into the main hall with steady and firm steps.

Niannian's big, watery eyes were full of curiosity, and her little hands tightly gripped Pei Yunjing's clothes, as if she was afraid that she would get lost in this magnificent palace.

She looked around, carefully observing the exquisite decorations and solemn atmosphere, and was secretly amazed.

Pei Yunjing finally arrived at the palace gate. He respectfully bowed deeply to Pei Chuan, who sat upright on the dragon throne, and then said in a loud voice:

"Father, I was delayed by some business and arrived a step late. I hope you will forgive me." After saying this, he lowered his head and waited for Pei Chuan's response.

Standing to the side, Niannian stared wide-eyed at everything that was happening before her.

Her little head was full of curiosity, and she found the scene before her, which looked like something out of a TV drama, incredibly novel.

She had only ever seen such scenes on screen before—the gorgeous costumes, the solemn rituals—but now, experiencing it firsthand, she realized that those scenes were not fiction, but real.

"Wow!!!"

Niannian's delicate, porcelain-like face was filled with surprise and excitement; her eyes were like two shining stars.

Her little mouth opened into a round "O" shape, and she couldn't help but exclaim "Wow!"

Although her voice was still young, it was full of reverence for this solemn occasion.

Then, something unexpected happened.

Niannian seemed to be influenced by the adults' actions, and she imitated their movements in a very serious manner, kneeling down on the ground with a thud.

Then, clasping his hands together and raising them above his head, he imitated the main character in a TV drama, speaking in a childish but extremely serious voice:

"I kowtow to Your Majesty, may Your Majesty live ten thousand years!"

The child's innocent voice echoed in the empty hall, like heavenly music, breaking the solemnity of the court assembly and drawing everyone's attention.

The ministers' originally serious faces broke into knowing smiles, and even Pei Chuan couldn't help but show a kind smile.

This unexpected display of childlike innocence added a touch of warmth to the solemn court assembly, making everyone present feel a sense of comfort.

“Niannian is so clever and quick-witted. Get up quickly, no need for formalities,” Pei Chuan said gently, his voice full of elder’s affection.

Niannian stood up and stood somewhat awkwardly next to Pei Yunjing, her small hand still tightly holding his, as if seeking a sense of security.

"But... whose doll are you?" Pei Chuan's lips curled up slightly, his eyes filled with doubt.

"This prince's..."

At that moment, a very heavy voice came from outside the main hall...