Chapter 1696: Extra Story: Unification of the Planes (3) Chapter 1696: Extra Story: Unification of the Planes (3) Ximen Song nodded with a smile, as each of the four major families over there had their own kith and kin connected by bloodlines. For Ximen Song, he was actually there for Xuanyuan Jin. Before his arrival at the 33 Heavens, he was engaged to Xuanyuan Jin, betrothed, and they were childhood sweethearts. Having not seen each other for so many years, he longed for her deeply.

But, such matters could not be rushed.

“Although we cannot pass through the planar gateway to Zhongzhou City, we’ll just go to the gateway’s entrance and wait when the gateway in Zhongzhou City opens next time. There will always be people coming from the Central Continent!” Lord Beiting Jing consoled Ximen Song.

In the past, he might not have understood Ximen Song’s feelings, but now, as the mischievous girl had returned to the Nine Provinces Ink Region and had not come back for so many days, Lord Beiting Jing gradually came to understand.

Longing ages one quickly!

People from Zhongzhou City came to visit Beiting Huang, providing Yan Ye with time to deal with political affairs. After ten thousand years, sitting once again upon the throne of Yanmo Heavenly City, he still could not recall his own identity.

As White Tiger and the others presented one by one the affairs of the Yanmo Heavenly Clan, offering several suggestions for each issue and only requiring Yan Ye to make the decisions, Yan Ye grew impatient, “Are such trivial matters really something that require my instruction?”

White Tiger and the others bowed their heads, wanting to say, “Your Majesty, these are not trivial matters at all. Anything that could be decided upon, we already have!”

Everyone thought so in their hearts, but not a single person dared to voice these thoughts.

Yan Ye tapped his fingers gently on the throne’s armrest, pondering carelessly and still enduringly laid out a system for handling both military and civil affairs of the Yanmo Heavenly Clan, “I hope all of you will remember, from now on, to handle matters according to this system and not to ask me about everything.”

“You must understand that the matters I attend to are the most important. With the birth of the Yanmo Heavenly Clan’s prince, there is nothing more important than this.”

Among those bowing their heads to listen to the teachings, a young man, who had charged bravely in the decisive battle against the Spirit God Clan and beheaded more than ten enemies, was spotted by Yan Ye for his talent. He was directly promoted to Palace Guard Emissary. Confused, he looked up and asked, “Your Majesty, isn’t the prince still in Her Majesty the Empress Dowager’s womb?”

What did the Empress Dowager’s pregnancy have to do with the Emperor?

Nobody had ever dared to question Yan Ye before, and when the Palace Guard Emissary spoke up, almost everyone looked at the young man with eyes that spoke volumes of “fearless youth, admirable courage.”

Including Yan Ye.

His dark purple eyes were dull and unclear as he stared at the Palace Guard Emissary–this scoundrel, he was not too bad in war, so how was it that when it came to handling matters, he didn’t speak sensibly?

“A remarkable Palace Guard Emissary, do you have a wife?” Yan Ye asked with a smirk. The left envoy and right envoy, who had followed him for many, many years, cast a sympathetic glance at the Palace Guard Emissary and then quickly bowed their heads.

Too much misfortune, and it might just descend upon themselves.

The Palace Guard Emissary, not understanding, thought that the Devil Emperor was expressing concern for him. The question indeed seemed caring, and he quickly stepped forward, “Reporting to Your Majesty, this servant has no wife yet!”

“Good!” Yan Ye then turned his gaze to the left envoy, “Prime Minister Left, I will trouble you to find a well-matched wife for the Palace Guard Emissary. Choose a date for the wedding, and keep an eye on them. They are not to consummate the marriage. Let the Palace Guard Emissary’s wife bear a child!”

“Ah?” The Palace Guard Emissary was stunned!

He wanted to ask more, but the Devil Emperor had already disappeared above the throne in a flash.

“Prime Minister Left, what does the Devil Emperor mean by this? Without consummation, how can my wife bear a child? Could it be that the Devil Emperor’s intention is for me to wear a green hat?” In his youthfulness and distress, the Palace Guard Emissary was almost in tears.