"Xijin is dominating the southwest, and there is a small affiliated country in the middle that has no territorial disputes with Fengqi. A marriage alliance between these two big countries will be beneficial to regional stability and would also alleviate dissatisfaction with Fengqi's rapid expansion,"
"Fengqi does not need to form a marriage alliance because of expansion."
A clear and pleasing voice came with the wind, followed by the beautiful figure in a green dress.
Lin Qingluo, like a wisp of blue smoke, floated into the Morning Sun Hall, her form materialising in front of the desk.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Xu Wei and the three officials from the Imperial Court bowed in salute.
"No need for formalities."
Lin Qingluo's gaze was sharp, carrying an inherent authority.
"Little sister."
Lin Jinyun's eyes brightened at the sight of his sister, "Where did you come from?"
"The Martial Arts Arena in the western suburbs."
