Before dawn, Meng Du City was already filled with sounds of music and commotion. Early morning vendors had already occupied the most advantageous positions, displaying their best goods, hoping to find buyers.
The piercing musical sounds broke the silence, momentarily stunning the street vendors. They wondered
Who would enter Meng Du City so early and so conspicuously? The city gates weren’t even open yet; how did they enter?
“The Shooting Righteousness Monarch has arrived. Yun Yi Hen failed to welcome you from afar; my apologies,” Yun Yi Hen, riding a black stallion, stood outside the palace gates.
Yun Yi Hen couldn’t help but feel puzzled. Wasn’t he told to handle court affairs in Shooting Righteousness? Why had he come to Yun Yu so openly? What did that large group of troops bring? How did he not know that Yu Ling would personally appear in Yun Yu, and for what purpose?
“I presume this is General Yun Yi Hen. It’s a great honor to meet you today,” Yu Ling, dressed in imperial robes, rode a deep brown horse. Though they were familiar, they performed the customary monarch-subject greeting, creating a slightly awkward atmosphere.
“You’re too kind. Please follow me into the palace to meet the Emperor,” Yun Yi Hen smiled faintly, making way.
“Very well.” At this time, he estimated that Xia Ling Zhou, that lazy girl, was definitely still sleeping. He would first visit the Yun Yu Imperial Palace to see what kind of prince wanted to marry Ling Zhou, who could suppress her willfulness.
Ling Zhou glanced at him. “Hurry up and say what you want to say. I don’t want to stay here at all!”
Yu Ling smiled faintly, standing up and walking towards Ling Zhou. “I actually came to Ye Yu this time to propose marriage.” His peripheral vision swept over the composed Yun Yi Hen.
“Propose marriage?” Li An, outside the hall, sneered. “Our Ye Yu doesn’t seem to have a suitable princess.”
“Hey, when did it become your turn to speak? Get out of the way!” Ling Zhou shot a fierce eye roll at Li An. “You guys talk so pretentiously; it makes me uncomfortable. Simply put, this Yu Ling is my beloved, and he’s here to propose marriage today.”
Ling Zhou hooked her arm around Yu…
Ling’s elbow leaned intimately against his shoulder.
