My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

"If His Majesty asks later, just let him find me," Cheng Guang soothed Qian Siyuan before heading towards the mansion gate with Qing Luan and Qin Yanqiu.

Qin Beifeng stood outside the gate, hesitated for a moment, and then maintained a distance that was neither too far nor too close behind Cheng Guang.

Meanwhile, Qian Siyuan and Li Zhengyang watched Cheng Guang’s departing figure and exchanged a glance, both spotting the confusion in each other’s eyes.

Li Zhengyang scratched his head and said, "Since the Princely Heir has instructed us so, let’s not overthink it and just proceed as he said."

Qian Siyuan nodded in agreement.

And they turned around with the staff of the Bureau of the Lamp to leave.

As Cheng Guang approached the mansion gate, the old guard naturally didn’t need to say much, greeting him with utmost reverence at the earliest opportunity.

Two new guards, upon seeing Cheng Guang, had a brief moment of surprise, then seemed to recognize him and made way for him as well.

Cheng Guang returned to the Million Specie Garden where Qing Luan tidied up the luggage they had brought and fetched some hot water for him to wash his hands.

Cheng Guang then said with a smile, "There’s no need for fuss, after the long journey, both you and Qin Yanqiu should rest more."

Qing Luan shook her head and smilingly said, "Princely Heir, I’m not tired. You should be more worried about yourself and Miss Qin..."

Qin Yanqiu sat beside a stone table, resting her chin on her hand out of boredom, seemingly lost in thought, her cool beautiful eyes showing a trace of fatigue.

Seeing Qin Yanqiu looking this way, Cheng Guang couldn’t help but chuckle.

Throughout this journey, they had hardly done any serious business, with most of the time spent on the back-and-forth travel.

Traveling by Flying Boat was boring, offering little in the way of entertainment, and they were left to amuse themselves.

It could be said that Qin Yanqiu had a rough time on this trip.

Cheng Guang himself was not having an easy time either.

Thinking this, Cheng Guang subconsciously rubbed his waist and grimaced, saying, "Qing Luan, prepare some nourishing food tonight, I might be tired these past few days, and not in the best condition."

Qing Luan nodded in a somewhat bemused fashion and agreed.

Upon hearing Cheng Guang’s excuse, Qin Yanqiu’s cool expression barely changed. She didn’t really mind these matters, instead lightly touching her abdomen and pondering when she might become pregnant.

Calculating the time, from getting pregnant to the child’s birth, she didn’t know how much longer it would take.

If she stayed away from the battlefield for a long time, her cultivation realm might be fine and would not decline, but her martial arts skills were very likely to deteriorate.

A long period without fighting enemies would inevitably lead to her combat skills becoming rusty.

Qin Yanqiu clenched her hand and stared at her palm for a moment, lost in thought.

After a while, Qing Luan brought several prepared dishes to the table, along with numerous pastries.

While eating, Qing Luan seemed to remember something and said, "Princely Heir, today there seems to have been an important visitor at the mansion. With such a big commotion upon our return, the Family Head and madam must have noticed."

"Perhaps they were disturbed by the visitor, which is why they did not have time to come find us."

"After dinner, do you want to go over and see?"

Cheng Guang casually replied, "We’ll talk about it later; they’re probably discussing matters. If they want me to meet the visitor, I expect they’ll send for me."

Cheng Guang guessed that the visitor to the mansion this time must have held a high status; otherwise, his parents Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei would not have extended such a warm welcome.

They didn’t even come to see him upon his return; he wondered what was so important.

As Cheng Guang pondered, he suddenly recalled that, before he left the capital city for the Great Yan’s imperial city of Skyfire City, Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei had mentioned finding another marriage prospect for him.

Could it be because of that?

Cheng Guang felt quite troubled by the thought.

To him, he really didn’t lack for women at the moment.

Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei were concerned about his marriage because he had not yet established his principal wife, and already in his twenties, even in a world where one could cultivate, he was considered to be of a marriageable age.

Cheng Guang sighed. If it weren’t for the drama Qin Beifeng had caused back then, his principal wife would now be Qin Yanqiu, a perfectly good arrangement; why stir up more complications?

If Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei were indeed arranging another marriage for him now, he really would have no way to refuse.

With this thought, Cheng Guang’s gaze fell upon Qin Beifeng nearby, filled with a tinge of resentment.

Qin Beifeng noticed Cheng Guang’s gaze, showed a trace of astonishment, and couldn’t help but lower his head.

Ever since Qin Beifeng became aware of Cheng Guang’s possible identity as the Crown Prince of Great Chu, his attitude towards Cheng Guang, although not much different from before, had changed somewhat in motivation, becoming distinctly more respectful.

At the same time, Qin Beifeng grew more cautious. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

In the entire Duke Zhen’s Mansion, aside from the Princely Heir himself, he was the only one who knew Cheng Guang’s true identity.

He had to be ready for any contingency; should Cheng Guang’s identity be exposed, he would need to know how to escort Cheng Guang to safety.

Cheng Guang didn’t dwell on Qin Beifeng for too long; after just a glance at Qin Beifeng, he turned his gaze away.

It was already night.

The Ever-bright Lamps hanging in the courtyard provided a bright yellow glow, adding a bit of warmth to the slightly cold evening.

After dinner, Cheng Guang brought out several lounge chairs into the courtyard where he and Qin Yanqiu lay down together, with Qing Luan standing behind them attending to them, gazing at the sky.

The pitch-black canopy was sprinkled with twinkling stars; on cloudless nights near the summer, the stars were always visible.