Chapter 779: Chapter 6: Child of Fortune! My Direct Lineage Great-Grandson (Seeking Monthly Votes)_5

Just as he was torn, a flying chariot dragged by a giant Dragon Eagle in the sky spiraled downward, landing outside the protective forest.

The Daqian Kingdom uses the Azure Dragon as its totem.

This Dragon Eagle, which pulls the chariot, possesses the Azure Dragon Bloodline, golden eyes, colorful feathers, jade claws, and blue scales. It is an exotic rare bird specially trained by the Daqian Imperial Family, not only appearing majestic but also possessing formidable strength.

As a result, the Dragon Eagle Flying Chariot has become a symbol of status. Only members of the Imperial Family are qualified to ride it.

Clearly, the identity of the person arriving is not simple.

As soon as the chariot came to a stop, the curtain was lifted, and a beautiful woman in a deep purple Spiritual Silk Long Skirt gracefully stepped down.

She exuded elegance and walked with ease.

A cloak casually hung around her shoulders, and the surrounding wind and sand were repelled by Spirit Light emanating from the cloak, making her appear especially radiant and bright compared to Prince Anjun and the middle-aged literati, who were covered in dust.

Upon seeing her, Wu Mingyuan instinctively shrank back, his entire face seemingly spelling out the word "timid."

The beautiful woman never cast a friendly look at Wu Mingyuan from the moment she saw him.

Coming close, she reached out and skillfully pinched his ear, twisting it hard: "You sneaky devil, what did you tell me this morning? You said you were going to see the Commander to understand the political situation, you said you were going to find a way to gain an advantage. So what? Is this the Governor’s Mansion? Huh?!"

Prince Anjun immediately flinched in pain: "Ow! Ow! Ow! Wife, take it easy~ Further pulling and my ear will be ripped off by you!"

"Phew! Serves you right!" The beautiful woman’s eyes widened as she glared at him fiercely, "Now you’re getting more and more capable, even learning how to lie!"

Witnessing this scene, the subordinates present couldn’t help but chuckle, and even the middle-aged literati wore a hint of a smile.

This beautiful woman was, naturally, Wu Mingyuan’s wife, Princess Anjun.

Princess Anjun was the Miss of the Direct Lineage of the Third-Grade Noble Family, Gongye, named "Gongye Qingrui."

In fact, when the Princess Consort first married over, she had a gentle and elegant demeanor, but somehow, after spending so much time with Prince Anjun, her temperament became increasingly fierce.

To this day, when the Princess Consort gets angry, not to mention the subordinates, even Prince Anjun feels a bit intimidated.

Seeing these subordinates dare to be gleeful at his misfortune, Prince Anjun glared at them: "What are you looking at? What’s there to see? Get back to whatever you should be doing!"

"Yes, we are going to work now."

The middle-aged literati coughed, hurriedly leading everyone to retreat.

After they left, Gongye Qingrui scolded Prince Anjun for a while longer, and her anger finally subsided a little.

"I’m not saying you shouldn’t do these things, but you also can’t ignore other matters." She sighed, releasing her grip, her elegant face showing a hint of worry, "We are losing repeatedly in Lingbei and Liaoyuan, now we only have Southern Desert left as a base. Can’t you think of a way? We can’t easily move in the West Sea, but we have to find a way to take down one of these three counties—Celestial Mansion, Longzhou, or Qeng’an, right?"

"I just heard that Wu Chengsi took people to the Outer Domain Battlefield again. Tell me, if he achieves a great deal of merit there, what role will you have left?"

She’s truly anxious.

Compared to Prince Kang Wu Chengsi, their foundation is weaker, whether among the clan or in the court; they have less influence.

Even the hard-earned "Celestial Palace," was given to them in consideration of Wu Mingyuan’s Ancestor, Princess Qingluo, and supports them only due to a cooperative relationship, not listening to them in everything.

Indeed, back then, Princess Qingluo chose a Prince Consort and left descendants. The current Emperor granted Wu Mingyuan the status of Quasi-crown prince for his overall excellence, including his lineage, and also due to the oath that Princess Qingluo’s descendants should have succession rights.

In this context, Wu Mingyuan still focuses solely on building his protective forest, showing no sign of urgency, which can’t help but make Gongye Qingrui anxious.

"Yes, yes, yes, wife, you’re right."

Prince Anjun, seeing the Princess Consort’s expression, promptly soothed her.

But as he spoke, he couldn’t help but say meekly: "But if I truly conquer the Dara Desert, this single achievement benefiting thousands of years could easily surpass Wu Chengsi."

"Of course, I understand the rationale. But how easy is it to conquer the Great Desert? How many more years do you plan to spend on this, one hundred years? Two hundred years? By the time you conquer it, you’ll have missed your chance."

Gongye Qingrui, seeing his attitude, got angry but felt helpless.

Who could be blamed?

Once, she was attracted by his pioneering spirit and dedication to hard work, willing to marry him. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be better to stay at home and cultivate steadily, given her Celestial Pride Grade B bloodline talent?

Glancing at his dusty appearance, she couldn’t help but criticize: "Looking all dusty, what a sight is that? Hurry and dust yourself off!"

"Fine, fine, I’m doing it right now, doing it right now."

Prince Anjun Wu Mingyuan activated his Profound Qi, shaking off the dust from his body, making himself look refreshed and renewed.

Actually, with his strength, blocking the wind and sand is no difficulty.