Empress, please lay down your armor, for I will save the world with a single sword!

Du Juan looked in the direction Wu Liang was pointing.

Then, a smile appeared on her face. She bowed slightly and said happily, "Young Master, our young master will be getting married soon, and the manor is currently making preparations for his wedding!"

The Crown Prince's Wedding?

Pei Chang'an?

Wu Liang's eyebrows shot up suddenly, and the doubt in his heart instantly turned into an ominous premonition.

He blurted out almost immediately, asking, "Who will you marry? When?"

Du Juan was taken aback by his eager tone, then smiled and said, "The wedding date is set for three days from now."

She paused, shook her head, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on her face. "As for the Crown Princess... I am of lowly status and have no idea which noble family she comes from. I have only heard that she is a noble lady from the capital."

Three days later?!

A distinguished guest from the capital?!

Wu Liang's mind exploded with a "boom".

Holy crap!!!

Du Juan was startled by him, her eyes widening as she looked at him with a mixture of confusion and unease: "Young Master... what do you mean by this?"

Wu Liang realized what was happening. His facial muscles twitched, and he forced a stiff smile, raising his hand to point haphazardly at the base of the courtyard wall.

"N-nothing!"

"I mean... I saw a blade of grass over there. It was... kind of unique. Back in my hometown, we call this kind of grass that suddenly sprouts up and gets in our way 'wow.' Yeah, wow."

Du Juan looked in the direction he pointed with some skepticism, and indeed there were a few weeds growing at the base of the courtyard wall.

"Oh, I see... I was ignorant. Is there anything else you need, young master?"

Wu Liang took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He thought for a moment, then asked, "By the way, do you know where Zhou Jiu'er, the girl who came with me a few days ago, is now?"

"Young master, this servant does not know," Dujuan shook her head.

Wu Liang's heart sank again.

He rubbed his hands together, chuckled, and tentatively asked, "I've been cooped up in this mansion for days, and I'm really getting restless. Could I... go for a stroll outside? To be honest, this is my first time in Beiyong City, and I'd like to see the scenery of the frontier."

"Of course, young master is a distinguished guest of our household, not a prisoner, so you are naturally free to come and go. Would you like me to show you the way?"

"No, no!"

Wu Liang quickly waved his hand, his smile widening. "I can wander around by myself, just looking around. Thank you, Miss Dujuan."

"You're too kind, young master." Du Juan curtsied. "Please make yourself at home, young master."

After saying that, she turned around and walked away along the corridor with small, quick steps.

In the courtyard,

Only Wu Liang remained, along with the red silk ribbons that swayed gently in the breeze, their colors somewhat dazzling.

He watched as Du Juan's figure disappeared outside the moon gate, and the forced smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a dark and gloomy expression.

This so-called Crown Prince's Consort is definitely Jiang Qingluan!!

Wu Liang clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms. A surge of anger rose in his chest, burning his throat and making his eyes red.

He recalled Jiang Qingluan's pale face, the rare tenderness in her voice when she said "My name is Jiang Qingluan," and the three hundred miles they had shared through life and death...

Fuck!

That little rascal!

He sits in a wheelchair, looking harmless and gentle, but he's full of bad intentions!

How dare you steal my woman?!

No!

The most urgent task is to find Jiang Qingluan and see what's going on with her before deciding what to do next.

But the Northern Yong Prince's Mansion is so big, where am I supposed to find Jiang Qingluan?

This is fucking...

Wu Liang was immediately irritated!

Standing in the courtyard, staring at the red silk for a long time, the fire in my heart grew stronger and stronger.

He took a deep breath and started walking out.

I almost bumped into someone as soon as I turned the corner through a moon gate.

The little maid, Peony, was walking hurriedly with her head down when she suddenly saw someone appear in front of her. She was so startled that she cried out "Ah!" and almost fell over.

Wu Liang reacted quickly and reached out to help.

"Young Master..." Peony was still in shock. When she looked up and saw that it was Wu Liang, she quickly curtsied and said in a soft voice, "I have offended you, Young Master."

Wu Liang waved his hand, "It's alright, I'm in a hurry, you go ahead and do your work."

Peony nodded, stepped aside to make way, and walked forward with her head down.

Just then—

【Ding! 】

[Daily Good Deed Quest Triggered.]

[Have you accepted the mission—helping Peony go home to visit her family?]

[Task Reward: 1 White Affix]

Wu Liang paused, his brows furrowing involuntarily.

He curled his lip; the white entry was so plain, even a dog wouldn't claim it.

"Don't take it, don't take it!" 』

Wu Liang resolutely refused and then walked towards the direction of the gate of the Prince's Mansion that he remembered.

The Prince of Beiyong's mansion is very large.

High walls and deep courtyards, winding corridors, and layers of doors, all looking pretty much the same.

Wu Liang walked for half a day, feeling as if he were in a maze. He encountered several cleaning women and servants on the road, and he asked for directions with a smile. They saw that his clothes did not look like those of servants, and they were quite polite and pointed him in the right direction.

As I walked and asked, wandering around in circles, I estimated it would take about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before the view finally opened up before me.

The tall blue brick wall had a heavy-duty side door in the middle, though not particularly grand. The door was open, revealing a corner of the street outside, and the faint sounds of bustling activity could be heard.

We've finally gotten close.

Wu Liang had just breathed a sigh of relief when he glanced around and saw several people standing at the door.

The leader was an elderly man dressed in a dark brown silk robe with his hair neatly combed. He had his hands behind his back and was directing two servants to climb a ladder and hang a large red lantern on the lintel.

The lanterns were brand new, with golden double happiness characters drawn on the paper.

Head butler, Yan Hai.

Wu Liang's heart skipped a beat, and he changed direction, putting on that harmless and endearing smile as he walked towards Yan Hai.

"Butler Yan!"

He called out from a few steps away, his tone warm, "Busy, huh? You must be working so hard!"

Yan Hai turned around at the sound of the voice and saw Wu Liang. A smile appeared on his serious face as he nodded, "So it's Young Master Wu. What's wrong? Feeling bored at home and want to go for a walk?"

"yes."

Wu Liang walked closer, looked up at the newly hung red lanterns that were still swaying slightly, and his smile widened as he flattered, "I heard that His Highness is getting married soon?"

"Oh my, this is a momentous occasion! Congratulations, Your Highness, congratulations, Prince, and congratulations to all of Northern Yong! This is a joyous occasion for the countless people of Northern Yong!"

These words clearly struck a chord with Yan Hai.

The wrinkles on his face smoothed out a bit, and he nodded with a smile: "Congratulations, congratulations! Your Highness's wedding is indeed a major event for the Prince's Mansion, and a blessing for Bei Yong."

He looked Wu Liang up and down, then said, "Young master, are you settling in well at the manor? How is your injury healing? If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask the servants."

"I'm used to it, so used to it!"

Wu Liang patted his chest, his tone exaggerated, "The Prince's Mansion is a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery, it's so comfortable to live here! As for my injuries, thanks to the Prince, the Heir Apparent, and the head steward, as well as the care of the maids in the manor, I've fully recovered and am completely fine! Thank you for your concern, Steward Yan."

He abruptly changed the subject, speaking as if it were casual conversation, leaning closer and lowering his voice: "Steward Yan, I'm really curious and can't help but ask—which family's daughter is so fortunate to marry such a remarkable person as His Highness the Crown Prince? She must be a lady from a prestigious family, a celestial being, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Hai's smile faded slightly.

He glanced at Wu Liang, then looked around, and lowered his voice, saying meaningfully, "This Crown Princess... young master, you actually know her too."

Wu Liang's heart skipped a beat, but his smile remained unchanged: "Oh? I know him?"

Yan Hai nodded and chuckled softly, "Speaking of which, I have to thank you, young master, for your tireless efforts in escorting the Crown Princess safely to our Beiyong City."

"Your Highness and the Crown Prince will remember this kindness. On the wedding day, at the banquet, young master, you must drink a few more cups! Hahaha!"

Damn it!!!

Wu Liang felt a surge of heat rush to his head, and his ears were ringing.

The smiling, wrinkled old face of Yan Hai before my eyes suddenly became incredibly glaring and utterly repulsive.

His fist, hidden in his sleeve, clenched instantly; he really wanted to punch the old man's smiling face.

Murder and kill!

This is fucking devastating!

……