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The Strategist: Genius Prince and his Venomous Consort

An unfavored Prince and a sickly daughter of a Prime Minister were brought together by a marriage bestowed by the Emperor. . . . Yan Xing, the Fifth Prince of the Yan Empire was born premature and was said to be an impotent prince. Zhao Ling, the Second Miss of the Prime Minister's household was said to be a sickly lady who couldn't be able to bear a child because of her weak body constitution. A Perfect Match! The whole empire was in clamor when the Imperial edict about the marriage was announced. "Truly a match made in heaven" "The spring night is out of reach for them. haha" "Both of them will be a short-lived ghosts. At least they can accompany each other when going down the yellow river" ........... The Wedding Night. Zhao Ling glared at the man who was pressing her on the bed, "Aren't you impotent!" Yan Xing smirked looking down at the beauty, "well, aren't you a weak and sickly lady too! How comes you are as strong as a bull?" ........... What secrets do both of them hold beneath their weak appearance? ___________ The cover art doesn't belong to me, Credits to the rightful owner. If you are the owner and want me to take it down, please comment.

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Chapter 112 Wedding Date

As the multitude of entertaining performances reached their crescendo, a hushed anticipation settled over the banquet hall. The murmurs of conversation gradually subsided, and all eyes turned towards the resplendent figure of the emperor, awaiting his next pronouncement.

With a commanding presence, the emperor's voice resonated through the hall, carrying a sense of regal authority and benevolence. His words reverberated with significance, capturing the attention of every guest, noble official, and cherished subject present.

"Esteemed guests, noble officials, and all my beloved subjects," the emperor began, his voice projecting with clarity and reverence. "I once again extend my warmest New Year greetings to each and every one of you. May prosperity, wealth, good fortune, and good health grace our empire in the coming year."

A tangible stillness enveloped the hall, as all in attendance leaned forward, their anticipation palpable