Chapter 23

"Why don't you ask for my hand in marriage later?"

As soon as he said that, Sang Yuanyuan heard a 'boom' sound. Blood rushed to her head, and her head throbbed in pain.

It seemed like this was the only way to stop You Wuming from going crazy.

She knew how powerful You Wuming was.

When a beast was injured and pushed to the limit, the backlash was the most terrifying.

If they fought, it would be a fierce battle that would not lose to the Great Wall defense.

Although Sang Yuanyuan knew that she only said that to stop You Wuming, her heart beat even more violently after she said it.

Nervousness and apprehension intertwined in her heart, making it ache.

She wanted to hear him say 'okay', lazily and carelessly.

On the other side of the jade scroll, there was the rumbling of heavy hooves and the whistling of the wind, but Sang Yuanyuan felt a deathly stillness.

She listened attentively, clasping her hands together to stop herself from trembling.

Until the jade scroll shattered, she did not hear that man's voice.

Could he not have heard it?

She thought in a daze, then lifted the curtain and jumped down.

Coincidentally, the first line of cavalry appeared on the small hill behind her.

Under the moonlight, their black iron armor glinted coldly.

Except for the person in the lead.

Although they were far away, they could see that the monarch was only wearing a loose white robe. His hair was still wet, casually floating in the wind.

He held his saber in one hand, his posture arrogant.

This man was too special. Even if they could not see his face clearly, it was impossible to mistake him for someone else.

The cavalry pressed heavily on the hill, and the terrifying pressure made their hair stand on end. Their breathing felt cold.

With the momentum of the dive, Shang Ming's running speed would definitely be faster …

Sang Yuanyuan could already see the large black saber with a green glow cutting into countless pieces of flesh and breaking the bones of the Sang people.

Ling Gu hurriedly supported Sang Yuanyuan. "Your Highness, you should retreat first. It's too dangerous here!"

Sang Chengyin and Crown Prince Sang's expressions were solemn. A battle was about to break out.

Right at this moment, the leading cloud beast on the hill suddenly raised its front hooves high up in the air. It spun half a circle on the spot and retreated with its people.

The figure in white held the reins with one hand, forming a brief silhouette under the moonlight.

Although he was far away, Sang Yuanyuan knew that he did not turn back even once.

He had bathed.

If Ling Gu hadn't rescued her, she would be fighting a battle of wits and courage with him on the bed right now.

She gently exhaled and shook her head, expelling those blushing images from her mind.

"Eh?"

Sang Yuanyuan furrowed his eyebrows, which were almost identical to Sang Yuanyuan's, and said in surprise, "You Lunatic has never retreated in his life.

What did Little Sister say to him? How could he be so intimidated?! "

Sang Yuanyuan blushed and said calmly, "I'm just analyzing the pros and cons."

She could not bring up that matter.

Would he want to marry her?

He must have heard her just now, but he did not agree.

This was the border between Sang and You Provinces.

Since this battle was not going to happen, there was no need to stay here any longer.

Sang Province's King's party did not head south to Sang Capital. Instead, they headed east.

This was because the emperor had already sent out an envoy to guide Sang Province's King to Tiandu to beg for forgiveness.

To get to Tiandu from Sang Province, they had to cross Jiang Province, which bordered on the east.

When they reached the border between the two provinces, Sang Province's King ordered the army to return. He took his two children and a hundred personal guards with him and followed the envoy into Jiang Province.

Sang Chengming had escaped. In Han Province's territory, the Sang family could not openly search for him. They could only entrust Han Shaoling to handle this matter.

Sang Province's King and Crown Prince Sang were both magnanimous and did not take this matter seriously. They would often scold Sang Chengming and Han Shaoling together.

When Sang Yuanyuan heard what they said, she felt that the father and son hoped that Sang Chengming could escape from Han Shaoling's hands and fall into Sang Province's King's hands in the future.

The father and son did not rashly get close to Sang Yuanyuan. Instead, they cautiously approached her from time to time.

Sang Yuanyuan gradually calmed down.

Let nature take its course.

Faced with these eyes full of affection, how could she bear to let them know that although their family was close at hand, they would be separated forever?

Two days later, Sang Province's King and his party entered Jiang Capital.

Crown Prince Sang's expression was somewhat unsightly. He said that his leg hurt and could not ride the cloud beast. Then, he openly rode on Sang Yuanyuan's carriage.

He did not speak much after he got on.

Sang Yuanyuan saw him sitting to the side with an awkward expression. She leaned over and asked softly, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Crown Prince Sang said, "This time, you and Han Shaoling are separated. That Jiang Jinzhen will definitely shamelessly stick to you. Brother is worried that you are too thin-skinned to scold him!

Bah, that plaything, he's not worthy of even saying half a word to you! "

Jiang Jinzhen.

The crown prince of Jiang Province's King.

A proper playboy who was especially lecherous. No matter where he went, he never stopped.

In the book, he fell in love with Meng Wuyou at first sight and pestered her until she wanted to cry but had no tears.

He could be considered a catalyst for the relationship between Han Shaoling and Meng Wuyou.

Sang Yuanyuan understood that Crown Prince Sang was here to be her door god and block the peach blossoms.

She smiled. "Brother, you shouldn't go too far. After all, the Jiangs are the Emperor's maternal family. You should still give them some face."

The current King of Jiang Province was the Emperor of Tiandu, Jiang Yanji's illegitimate brother.

Crown Prince Jiang Jinzhen was the Emperor's nephew and Jiang Jinyuan's cousin.

However, Jiang Jinyuan was of the main bloodline, while Jiang Jinzhen was of the illegitimate branch.

Crown Prince Sang did not mind. "Don't worry.

If he doesn't go too far, I will let him go. "

It was very perfunctory.

Sang Yuanyuan could only smile bitterly and shake her head.

Jiang Jinzhen did not dare to be too rude to her. After all, she was Princess Sang, not a little white flower like Meng Wuyou who had no one to rely on.

At most, Jiang Jinzhen would come over and say a few more words.

Originally, there was no need for this group to stay in Jiang Capital. However, since the envoy had brought them here, it was likely that Jiang Province's side had done something. They wanted to book Sang Yuanyuan as soon as possible.

The carriage entered the Jiang Palace.

As soon as she landed, she felt several undisguised gazes fixed on her.

Crown Prince Sang took a step forward and blocked her line of sight.

Jiang Province's King was a sickly, thin old man. Crown Prince Jiang Jinzhen and his illegitimate brother followed behind him. The two brothers were like their father, thin as bamboo.

After the two sides exchanged greetings, the three Sang family members were invited to the palace banquet.

It should have been Sang Shizi and Jiang Shizi sitting across from each other, but that debauchee actually pulled his younger brother to the main seat and forcibly moved himself to sit across from Sang Yuanyuan. His eyes were fixed on her without blinking.

Crown Prince Sang angrily slammed his cup a few times, but the thick-skinned Jiang Jinzhen pretended not to notice.

Sang Yuanyuan did not care at all.

As someone who had been a celebrity, she was least afraid of the gazes of others.

If they liked to look, they could just look.

"Princess Sang …" Jiang Jinzhen raised his cup again. "To you!

Did you dump the King of Han on the Netherdemon Battlefield? You are truly a woman who does not lose out to men!

My Jiang Province has never had a wife who dared to go to the battlefield. I am really looking forward to it!

Come, come, come, let's drink three cups! "

Sang Yuanyuan smiled modestly. "It's not that bad. With You Province's King's protection, I haven't suffered much.

Crown Prince Jiang, let's drink to You Province's King together. "

As soon as she said this, the entire hall was suddenly enveloped in a silencing barrier.

It was as if a basin of ice water had been poured on the hot atmosphere. All the grease froze, and an awkward silence hung in the air.

Even when the three Sang family members left Jiang Palace, Jiang Province's King and Jiang Jinzhen's expressions still hadn't recovered.

The Sang family continued their journey east.

"Little Sister is so bad. She actually used You Wuming to scare people. She's fighting poison with poison." Crown Prince Sang rode beside Sang Yuanyuan's carriage on his cloud beast.

Sang Yuanyuan gently propped up her chin and smiled mysteriously.

Although Jiang Province was located at the center of Cloud Realm, the climate was not very good.

The carriage was covered in yellow sand along the way.

After a few days, a vast expanse of white sand appeared in their field of vision.

They had arrived at Tiandu.

Crown Prince Sang smiled and said, "When you were young, you always pestered me to secretly take you to Tiandu. I originally thought that when you reached marriageable age, I would go there without telling Father and Mother. Who knew that when Little Sister got a little older, she would learn to be dignified from somewhere and complain that I was fooling around."

Sang Yuanyuan listened to him with interest.

Crown Prince Sang said, "After recovering from her illness, she actually returned to her former lively self!

Father, you think so too, don't you? "

Jiang Province's King was worried that he wouldn't be able to say anything, so when he saw this, he immediately climbed up and said, "Yes, yes, I told you that you shouldn't have let Little Sang Guo get married. You shouldn't have let Little Sang Guo get married. Before the engagement, Little Sang Guo was so cute, but when she saw that Han Shaoling, she …"

He felt that he had made a slip of the tongue and slapped himself on the cheek.

Sang Yuanyuan only looked at them with a smile.

She understood how they felt. Because she had 'lost her memories', they were afraid that she would feel depressed, so they deliberately said that she was like when she was young to make it easier for her to relax.

This was good. She didn't have to pretend to be someone else.

After entering Tiandu, the guide led the Sang family and the others to the post house. The people, carriages, and beasts were all cleaned up, and they changed into the luxurious white robes for the emperor. Then, they got on the cloud beast carriage sent by the palace and drove to the imperial palace.

The entire Tiandu was built with white agate stones.

It was incomparably prosperous. Only the best specialties of each province were qualified to appear in the market of Tiandu.

After traveling for more than half a day, when the sun was setting in the west, the caravan arrived at the palace gate.

Above the gate, which was more than ten zhang high, were inlaid with golden words on a blue background.

Jingtian Palace.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the white agate a light red. Sang Yuanyuan couldn't help but think of the description in the book.

You Wuming, dressed in white, slowly walked into Ranhuo Tiandu. The light of blood and fire dyed his face, reminding people of the legendary evil spirit Shura — the more beautiful the face, the more evil the heart.

He really wasn't a good person.

Sang Yuanyuan drove the thoughts out of her mind and followed behind Sang Prefecture's King. She looked straight ahead and respectfully stepped into the imperial city, which symbolized supreme power.

The huge building itself could give people a strong sense of oppression. In addition, it had been immersed in the glory of power for thousands of years. The city seemed to have been given life, looking down at the ant-like humans from top to bottom, making it difficult for people to breathe. Every step they took, they had to withstand endless pressure.

They couldn't help but be in awe.

The servant arranged for the three of them to stay in the outer hall.

Tomorrow, they would bathe and burn incense to have an audience with the emperor.

The old servant with a smile on his face bowed and said, "This palace usually only accommodates guests from the emperor's family. Sang Prefecture's King, the emperor really loves you very much."

Sang Prefecture's King nodded politely and sent away the old servant beside the emperor.

He told his children, "Have a good rest and recover your energy. We will have an audience with the emperor tomorrow."

Then, they separated and entered their own halls.

Sang walked into the snow-white side hall from afar. The attendant behind her retreated silently, pulling the enormous carved door that reached from the ceiling to the ground.

She sat on the jade bed.

Tiandu was a place with good feng shui and rich spiritual essence. It was far from ordinary.

She had to seize the time to cultivate.

Along the way, she absorbed a lot of spiritual essence intermittently. Vaguely, she felt that the green wood spirit in her body was beginning to be dyed with a deeper color.

She shouldn't be too far away from advancing.

She sat cross-legged and concentrated. Soon, she was immersed in her mind and was about to enter meditation.

At this moment, a gust of wind that was neither cold nor hot suddenly blew past his neck!

Sang Yuanyuan quivered and opened her eyes.

It was quiet all around, and there was nothing.

There were no windows in the palace, and the door was tightly shut.

The white candle didn't sway. Obviously, there was no wind.

Her strange sixth sense made her hair stand on end. Her heart was hanging, and she turned her head very slowly.