I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

The First Prince's Residence.

The eldest prince, Lu Ming, sat upright. Opposite him sat a mysterious man shrouded in a black robe, with only his sinister eyes visible.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the third brother would follow in the footsteps of the fourth brother." Lu Ming picked up his teacup, blew on it gently, and spoke with a hint of emotion, but the gloating joy deep in his eyes could not be hidden. "Now, the only ones who are qualified to compete with me are the second and fifth brothers."

"Ming'er, there's no need to rush." ​​The man in black robes let out a hoarse laugh, like the cry of a night owl. "This game has only just begun. With your master here, the throne of the emperor will be yours sooner or later."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ming's face immediately filled with a respectful smile, his expression radiating fervor: "Thank you, Master! I owe everything I have today to your guidance!"

The man in black robes nodded in satisfaction, then his tone shifted, his voice turning somewhat cold: "However, I suffered severe injuries back then, and my cultivation has not yet fully recovered. To be completely healed, I still lack one last thing."

"Master, please speak. As long as it is within my power, I will search high and low for you!" Lu Ming quickly declared.

"A woman born on an unlucky day, month, and year, possessing an extremely yin constitution." The black-robed man's voice revealed an undisguised greed. "If I can find such a woman and drain her vital yin, not only will my injuries be completely healed, but my cultivation will also advance to a higher level! You must find her for me as soon as possible!"

"A body of extreme Yin?" Lu Ming frowned slightly. This condition was far too demanding, like finding a needle in a haystack.

But the thought of the supreme throne made him immediately cast aside all his doubts, and his eyes hardened: "Master, rest assured! This disciple will find this person with the Yin Body as soon as possible and help you restore your cultivation!"

……

Meanwhile, at the Fifth Prince's residence.

Unlike the eerie and mysterious atmosphere of the First Prince's residence, this place is filled with a refined and scholarly ambiance.

The Fifth Prince, Lu Chen, dressed in plain clothes, was respectfully serving tea to an elderly man with white hair and beard, wearing a scholar's robe.

This old man is none other than Fang Wenshan, the foremost Confucian scholar of the Great Qian Dynasty, whose students and former associates are spread throughout the court and the countryside.

"Your Highness, the current political situation is turbulent, making this the perfect time for you to distinguish yourself and win over the hearts of the people," Fang Wenshan said calmly, taking the teacup and taking a sip.

Lu Chen nodded and humbly asked for guidance, "Please enlighten me, teacher."

"Get ready, we're leaving immediately for Jiangnan." Fang Wenshan put down his teacup, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes. "Go and meet the eldest daughter of the Zhuge family, Zhuge Yue, who is hailed as the most talented woman in Jiangnan."

"Zhuge Yue?"

"That's right." Fang Wenshan stroked his long beard and said slowly, "The Zhuge family is the number one clan in Jiangnan. It has a history of thousands of years, a profound foundation, and a deeply rooted power."

"All the powerful families in Jiangnan obey his orders. If you can win over this Miss Zhuge, it will be equivalent to gaining the support of the entire Zhuge clan, and even all the powerful families in Jiangnan."

"Moreover..." Fang Wenshan paused, his tone becoming serious, "that Miss Zhuge's father, Zhuge Qingyun, was once known as a peerless genius who 'read books to the point of reaching the Celestial Realm.' Although he has long since retired from worldly affairs, if he is willing to stand up for you, his influence will be immeasurable."

"At that time, with the power of the Zhuge family and the major aristocratic families of Jiangnan, and with my own mediation in the court, who else but you will be the new ruler of the Great Qian Dynasty?"

Lu Chen was deeply moved. He stood up abruptly and bowed deeply to Fang Wenshan: "Rest assured, teacher, I will not fail in my mission! I will definitely win over that Miss Zhuge!"

His eyes blazed with unprecedented ambition and confidence.

……

Two days later, in the North, at Blackwind Gorge.

This place is strategically important, with a valley between two mountains, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. But now, it has become a dead end for the 100,000-strong Zhenbei Army.

Within the canyon, corpses lay strewn everywhere, and blood flowed like a river. Broken banners and shattered armor were scattered about.

The surviving soldiers of the Zhenbei Army, with their backs against the cold stone walls, formed desperate battle formations, their faces filled with exhaustion and grief.

Before them stretched an endless, dark mass of barbarian troops.

A burly barbarian commander, riding on the back of a ferocious beast, held a giant axe and pointed it at the Zhenbei Army in the canyon, letting out a cruel grin.

"Po Jun! You have been besieged for two days and two nights, and you are out of ammunition and food! Do you still want to put up this futile resistance? Today, I will make your Zhenbei Army completely wiped out here!"

Po Jun, the commander of the First Legion of the Zhenbei Army, held a heavily cleaved black iron sword, covered in blood. He spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground, but his eyes remained as fierce as a wolf's.

"You bastard! You think you can make my Zhenbei Army surrender? Dream on! The sons of my Zhenbei Army will only die standing, never live on their knees!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

Behind them, tens of thousands of surviving soldiers of the Zhenbei Army roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens! Their tragic and heroic spirit, which defied the odds, even made the bloodthirsty barbarian army pause for a moment.

"Hmph, a bunch of ignorant fools!" The barbarian commander's face darkened. "Since that's the case, then all of you shall die!"

He suddenly raised the giant axe in his hand, about to give the order for a general attack.

"Fuck you!"

Just then, a furious shout filled with violence and disdain, like a bolt from the blue, suddenly rang out from behind the barbarian army!

Before the words were finished, an extremely fast crimson sword light tore through the sky and disappeared in a flash!