In the blink of an eye, another seven days passed.
Over those seven days, Spirit City remained as lively as ever, with the celebrations for Lu Yuan's ascension and wedding continuing without pause.
The hotels in Spirit City offered free hospitality, and guests came and went in an endless stream.
It was not until after the twelfth that the people in Spirit City gradually began to disperse.
In a pavilion within the imperial gardens of Spirit Palace, Lu Yuan and the others appeared.
Lu Yuan sat beside Bibi Dong, while Ning Fengzhi, Yan Shaozhe, and the others sat opposite them.
Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong and the other girls were admiring flowers and playing in the imperial gardens, enjoying themselves immensely.
Lu Yuan took a light sip of tea and looked calmly at Ning Fengzhi, who sat across from him.
"It's been a long time, uncle Ning. Have you been well lately?" Lu Yuan asked mildly.
"Thanks to Your Majesty, I've been quite well," Ning Fengzhi replied with a soft smile.
"That's good. Does the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect need any help with its development? If so, just say the word." Lu Yuan's tone was calm.
He still remembered what he had promised Ning Fengzhi back then.
"Not for now. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is developing very well at present," Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.
"Mm. If you need help, tell me when the time comes. No need to stand on ceremony."
Lu Yuan spoke softly.
"I will." Ning Fengzhi nodded with a smile.
"By the way, Holy Emperor, there is something I would like to ask. What arrangements have you made regarding your wedding with Rongrong?" Ning Fengzhi looked at Lu Yuan and asked.
"The twenty-fifth of November is the wedding date I have decided upon," Lu