I was kicked out of the house and became a princess.

"Doing greening... Don't they have anything else to do?"

When this matter was mentioned at the meeting of the gods, everyone held their foreheads in frustration.

"It suddenly seemed like a wrong choice to leave them idle."

Xuwu scratched his head in embarrassment. After all, the idea was proposed by his eldest daughter.

"No, Xuwu, you let her do the greening? How tolerant are you?"

Yuan Ting pointed at the void and complained in dissatisfaction.

"9494, brother, you are really wrong in this matter."

Markbass also started to chime in, after all, it was his family member Ma Xin who was in charge of the landscaping project.

"Okay, okay, can you guys learn from Sister Ying? Look how calm she is."

Xuwu was deeply moved when he saw that Yingmeng and Xinling had not yet denounced him, and thought that he would improve his relationship with them after the meeting.

"Is it all over?"

Ying Meng glanced around coldly, and the other gods noticed that the atmosphere was not right, so they tactfully kept silent.

"That's all. Let me say a few words, Xuwu. You really have nothing to do, right? If you don't want to give the throne to your daughter, why don't you do something useful every day? You've been busy with this or that all day long. Today, it's all because of your laziness that we've caused this mess. I think the one who has the most free time is not them, but you..."

That day, the gods saw Yingmeng’s talk show was so excellent for the first time. The meeting lasted for an hour. Yingmeng cursed Xuwu for half an hour, and the gods spent the remaining quarter of an hour trying to persuade Yingmeng to calm down.

In the end, the meeting ended with a sense of vain admission of wrongdoing.

"What should we do now? Let them do what they want?"

Xin Ling was a little troubled by the restlessness of the little ones.

"They are idle anyway, so there shouldn't be any problems for the time being. Among them is an undercover agent I arranged, so we will know almost everything Ying'er and the others do first."

Ying Meng sighed helplessly. She was not very worried about the Dimension Empire because she had already sent people to dig almost everything up, so they would not be able to achieve much with their greening efforts in the Dimension Empire.

"Let them have fun. Just treat it as a relaxation before the holy war."

"Will we win?"

Thinking of the holy war, Xin Ling felt a little flustered. She knew that the three ancient gods plus the Fox Lion King, a total of four gods, paid a huge price to win tens of millions of years of recuperation. Now their strength is not as strong as the ancient gods, and they don’t have the help of the fragments of divinity. No matter how you look at this holy war, the hope of victory is extremely slim.

"We will win. We may not win, but the little guys won't necessarily be weaker than us in the future."

Ying Meng stretched lazily. She had long since let go of life and death. When she was a god in the past, she had no relatives and lived a very lonely life. Now she has a daughter and a family. If she has to say regrets, it's that she has lost them all. It's not like there is no one to see her off after her death.

"Your Majesty, urgent news from the border."

Yu Nan stood at the door and knocked gently.

"What's the matter? Tell me."

Xin Ling walked out of the door with ease and let Yu Nan into the room.

"Your Majesty, there have been three consecutive earthquakes on the border, and drought has begun to occur in some parts of the country. Now, five cities on the border have jointly submitted a petition requesting Your Majesty to allocate food, money and resources."

Yingmeng read the contents of the table carefully, frowned, and felt confused.

"Yunan, go to Wang Qi's mansion and convey my oral instructions. Arrange people to go to the border to express condolences immediately. Also, find out the cause of the drought in the territory. I want to know the reason within a week."

"The servant understands."

Yu Nan headed towards Kyoto without any delay.

"What happened? I saw Yu Nan was in a hurry to go out."

Xin Ling felt puzzled when she saw Yu Nan in such a hurry.

"There's drought in the country and earthquakes on the border. I don't know what's going on. It's been a long time since there have been continuous earthquakes, and we still have to send people to provide disaster relief."

Yingmeng felt a little annoyed. Usually, Yingying would review these things and then find the right person to ask her for approval, while she only needed to give a "approved" sign. Now she had to do all these things by herself.

"It's been a while since an earthquake happened. Maybe it's just a coincidence. It's hard to say whether it was planned."

Xin Ling seemed to have gotten used to it. After all, the Xinsheng Empire was closest to nature and had seen almost all kinds of storms.

"Speaking of which, how is the Core Life Empire doing recently? Is it the same?"

"Who knows? They will still do their job when I'm not here. The Wanxiang Court is centered on the royal family, and there is a system that specifically handles political affairs when I'm not in the empire. I can just go back and take a look."

Xinling winked at Yingmeng proudly.

"Are you naughty again?"

Yingmeng looked at Xinling with a wicked smile.

"You, what do you want to do? I'm telling you, it's still daytime, don't even think about doing anything rash!"

Xin Ling suddenly felt something was wrong and stepped back repeatedly, trying to get away from this pervert.

"I promise not to do anything else. I'm very loyal, hehe..."

There were also major disturbances in the rest of the empires, including the tsunami in the Weak Water Empire, the continuous avalanches in the Order Empire, the strong winds (now the typhoons) in the Void Empire, and the drought and floods (continuous heavy rains) in the Core Empire.

And it all seemed to come together so coincidentally.

Somewhere in the void, in the center of a magnificent palace, an ancient book with a golden cover was slowly turning, and finally stopped at a certain page with six words clearly written on it.

Disasters occur frequently, and they are all traced back to their source