My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Qin Yanqiu hesitated for a moment, then his brows relaxed slightly, and a somewhat unfamiliar smile appeared on his cold face as he nodded slightly to Cheng Guang, considering it a form of greeting.

Although Cheng Guang didn't care much about what Qin Yanqiu was thinking at the moment, he felt it was necessary to explain himself to Qin Yanqiu.

He too responded with a light chuckle and casually took his seat next to Qin Yanqiu.

Qing Luan had noticed Cheng Guang's figure as soon as Qin Yanqiu looked towards the courtyard.

Seeing Cheng Guang return, even though he looked a bit pale and without any obvious injuries, she couldn't help but feel somewhat relieved.

If Qin Yanqiu were not by the Princely Heir's side at this moment, Qing Luan felt that she definitely would have needed to show her concern for him.

But now, with the newly titled Wife of Crown Prince present, Qing Luan couldn't speak out for fear of breaching etiquette, so she could only cast a worried glance at Cheng Guang.

Cheng Guang noticed Qing Luan's gaze and smiled faintly at her, "I am unharmed."

Qing Luan felt a bit flustered seeing that Cheng Guang spoke to her first, rather than addressing Qin Yanqiu, the Wife of Crown Prince.

Cheng Guang chuckled, not minding Qing Luan's slight emotional ripple, and his gaze returned to Qin Yanqiu's face.

"The wedding this time was delayed by some matters, so let's leave our bridal chamber for the wedding ceremony in the Capital city."

"If you can't wait, tonight is also possible,"

Cheng Guang directly stated this.

Upon hearing Cheng Guang say this, Qin Yanqiu's originally cool expression hesitated slightly, then he nodded gently.

"I thought the Princely Heir had no interest in the bridal chamber or perhaps no interest in me."

"Whatever the Princely Heir wishes to do, just do it as you like."

Cheng Guang was quite straightforward, discussing the matter of the bridal chamber without reserve. He had expected Qin Yanqiu to blush or something, but Qin Yanqiu just faltered a bit, then nodded in agreement straight away.

There was none of the usual reservation and shyness of ordinary women.

Just like her personality.

As if there were little difference between the bridal chamber and slaying enemies.

Cheng Guang couldn't help but shake his head with a chuckle, saying no more. At this moment, there was still a bit of awkwardness between him and Qin Yanqiu, who also tended to be the sort that didn't like talking too much.

Not fond of talking much, but preferring action.

That was quite good, actually.

With nothing better to do, Cheng Guang casually chatted with Qin Yanqiu.

After a short while, Cheng Guang stood up and left the courtyard.

He planned to find Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, and have a talk.

His mind, occupied with the matter of Qin Beifeng and the imminent disturbances in North City, left him with little interest in the pleasures of men and women for the time being.

Seeking out Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, Cheng Guang aimed to subtly hint at the presence of a spy within the Northern Expedition Army, to see if the Duke would suspect anyone.

If Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, suspected someone, then he could direct the Duke's suspicion towards Qin Beifeng.

In this way, it would be easier for Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, to accept the situation.

But if the Duke suspected no one,

That would be problematic.

He could only keep a close watch on Qin Beifeng's actions and take things one step at a time.

In addition, Cheng Guang also needed to see if he could obtain a few Ninth Grade demon pills from the hands of the Duke.

For now, making use of the Devil Transformation Armor was the priority.

Even if there should be an uprising in North City in the future, there would undoubtedly be no shortage of dangers around him, and although Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, would certainly ensure his safety, probably preventing much from happening,

Cheng Guang still felt more at ease if he had his own strength.

Relaying solely on guards to protect oneself was not Cheng Guang's way.

As he mulled over these thoughts, Cheng Guang walked towards the grand hall where Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, was located.

Before he knew it, he had arrived at the grand hall where Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, was.

He entered the hall.

Cheng Guang saw Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, seated beside the desk, dressed in a simple cloth robe, flipping through scrolls, his brows furrowed in thought from time to time, as if troubled by some vexing matter.

So much so that upon Cheng Guang's entrance into the hall, the Duke was too preoccupied to greet him.

Cheng Guang was not in a hurry, quietly finding a place to sit, pouring himself a cup of tea, and waiting quietly.

A moment later, Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, let out a sigh, and a trace of surprise flashed in his aged, authoritative eyes, quickly subdued.

Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, closed the scroll, turning his gaze to Cheng Guang, his frown easing slightly.

"Grandchild, you've just come out of the secret chamber; instead of taking a breather, why have you come to me?"

Cheng Guang smiled, "There is something I need to discuss with Grandfather."

Hearing that, Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, also let out a chuckle and shook his head, standing up, "You always come to me with something or other, probably more bad news."

"You mentioned earlier that trouble would arise in the Great Yan Dynasty, and I've had men investigate it. It seems to be true as you said, that the Great Yan Dynasty is indeed not at peace lately."

"However, for the moment, there seems to be no sign of them pulling troops back from the Border Area battlefield. There might be in the future, but it's all uncertain."

"I've had men closely guard the perimeter. Should there be any changes, we will respond immediately."

At this, Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan's tone was full of remorse, and his aged, authoritative eyes occasionally revealed shocks of surprise.