Prince Yu Mansion.
In the guest hall, Chu Heng wore a deep blue brocade robe, embroidered with dark gold python patterns at the hem, his hair tied with a jade crown, and around his waist was a gold silk cloud-patterned belt.
At this moment, he was sitting upright, with a solemn expression as he looked at the man and woman sitting opposite him.
The woman wore a bright red martial robe, resembling a burning flame, her hair like black jade, her face like a frost cloud, and her brows exuded an oppressive nobility.
The other man was dressed in an immaculately white long gown, with a handsome face as gentle as jade, and eyes as deep as stars, resembling a charming and refined scholar.
"Yanli, how is it that you returned without saying a word to me?" The white-clad scholar looked at the woman in red and said softly, "If not for our coincidental encounter today, I would still be in the dark."
"Coincidental encounter?"
"Jiang Wangye, do you take me for a fool?"
In Chu Yanli’s somewhat narrow phoenix eyes, there was unabashed disgust as she coldly said, "Moreover, I recall having told you long ago, the name Yanli is not for you to call, you should address me as Princess Xuanhuang."
These aristocratic families have been operating for years, their eyes and ears have long been spread throughout the Capital City.
Presumably, when she went to meet Zhong Lihe at the Heavenly Martial Arena, her whereabouts were already exposed... Otherwise, how could he have followed her to the Prince Yu Mansion immediately?
"Alright, alright, as you say." Jiang Wangye replied with a smile, his eyes full of indulgence, "The last time we met was six years ago, do you know how I’ve been these years? I’ve been thinking of you almost every moment."
"..."
I think you’re dying to see me...
Chu Yanli’s eyelids twitched, and a hint of golden light flickered at her side.
Every time he put on this appearance of assumed deep affection, Chu Yanli felt an inexplicable anger, and the killing intent in her heart was almost unbearable.
"Your Highness, don’t be impulsive, considering the Empress, please bear with it a little longer..."
The voice-transmission from Lu Shuangge reached her ears.
Chu Yanli took a deep breath, and the light at her fingertips dissipated.
"Ahem."
At this moment, Chu Heng stood up, bowed, and respectfully said, "Princess, it was a great honor for you to grace us with your presence, my humble self failed to greet you properly, I hope Your Highness can forgive my simplicity and lack of ceremony."
He and the Princess appeared to be of similar age, but in reality, there was a generational gap.
By right, the two should address each other as aunt and nephew, but Chu Yanli always maintained a cold and distant attitude towards him, even in private she insisted on using formal titles.
Furthermore, Chu Heng always harbored a deep-seated fear towards this "aunt."
Especially after returning to the Capital City following years of guarding the Southern Border, the aura of slaughter on her was even more intense, making it difficult for people to even dare to meet her gaze.
"No matter, I was merely passing by and stopped by for a visit." Chu Yanli leaned back, crossed her legs, displaying no dignified demeanor associated with the Imperial Family, languidly said, "How has your father’s health been lately?"
Chu Heng replied obediently, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern. It’s the same as always, with no improvement."
"Fate measures eight feet, yet you seek a yard." Chu Yanli shook her head and said, "The fortunes are limited, the cycle of life and death is natural, forcibly attempting to change fate is like halting a river or cooking sand, it’s all in vain."
At first, Chu Heng thought she was comforting him, but the more he listened, the more off it sounded, cautiously he asked, "Your Highness means..."
Chu Yanli casually said, "Your father, like Wu Lie, should have died long ago."
"..."
Lu Shuangge’s lips twitched slightly.


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