"I will explain the stakes to her. I believe she will agree.
From now on, the Northern Frontier's military and civil affairs will be entrusted to you two. I only hope you can work in harmony and govern the Northern Frontier well for me.
When I head south, I will also invite Granduncle to come north. With him acting as mediator, if the two of you have any disagreements, Granduncle can preside over them."
Everything Chen Cheng said was the steady, prudent counsel of an old hand. Ye Rong naturally bowed and accepted the order.
After saying this, Chen Cheng picked a direction and darted toward the place Feixin had mentioned.
Chen Cheng was extremely fast, and Azkaban's ascetic retreat was not far from Engela City. In less than an hour, Chen Cheng found Zhixin.
"Snowfall Order Mistress Zhixin, I trust you have been well."
"Your Majesty."
Zhixin had learned through Feixin's message that Chen Cheng was coming, so she was not surprised when she saw him.
Chen Cheng landed before Zhixin and smiled at her.
"Please do not take my previous words to heart. Just treat them as a fart and let them go."
Chen Cheng said this deliberately to close the distance between them, so that their previous unpleasantness would not leave behind any psychological barrier.
After all, he intended to entrust the Northern Frontier's political affairs to her. If there were grievances between them, that would be far from ideal.
"Your Majesty overstates it. I was the one who acted discourteously first. Besides, if not for Your Majesty's sharp blow to the head, I would not have made up my mind to thoroughly reform the Snowfall Order as it stands today."
"Enough, there is no need for such formality between us. I believe you already know why