Although he had made up his mind long ago, Lanling King still felt a heavy heart as he approached the South Wing.

  Seeing him walking slower and slower, his normally stern expression also revealed a hint of anxiety. Old Fang quietly let out a sigh.

  In the past six months, his Highness has almost changed from his usual serious demeanor and is now like ordinary people, fond of talking and laughing. Such a situation where he appears strict on the surface but is actually anxious inside has become rare.

  After taking a deep breath, King Langling pushed open the large gate of the South Courtyard.

  He strode down the steps and gazed at the tightly closed gate, asking in a clear voice: "Is Zhang Ji here?"

  A maid came forward and replied respectfully: "The princess is inside."

  His voice dropped slightly, "But have you shed tears?"

  The maid said: "It seems not."

  No tears? For a moment, Langling Wang didn't know whether he had let out a sigh of relief or felt even more uneasy.

  He stepped up onto the steps, stretched out his hand and gave a gentle push, and the wooden door swung open.

  Zhang Qi stood quietly beside the window screen, motionless as she gazed at the falling leaves outside.

  Looking at her slightly raised slender figure, King Langling suddenly found his voice stuck in his throat.

  After a while, he cleared his throat and called out softly: "A Qi."

  "Aiqi."

  She didn't move or respond after being called out several times. The King of Lanling took big strides forward, he walked to Zhang Qi's back and turned her around forcefully.

  He looked at her tear-stained face!

  Looking at the emptiness in her eyes and the tears all over her face, Langling Wang tightened his arms.

  He hugged her and said in a low voice, "Actually, it's just one more person." He whispered, "From now on, she'll live in Ye City, and you'll live in Jin Yang, okay?"

  He looked down at her and said gently, "You don't live together, so you don't have to worry about morning and evening visits. Besides, I won't let her bully you, they all agreed."

  He shook Zhang Qi here. "A Qi, speak!"

  Zhang Qi didn't say a word. She simply covered her face with her hands and burst into loud sobs.

  She slowly cried as she squatted on the ground.

  Covering her face with both hands, Zhang Qi cried until she was out of breath.

  The King of Lanling hastily followed suit, squatting down and holding her tightly. He said painfully: "A Qie, A Qie, don't be sad... it's just a title, she only has one more title than you!"

  Zhang Qi was in tears.

  She didn't want to cry, but she still did.

  Just like she wanted to keep smiling, but still couldn't eat anything, and didn't want to see anyone.

  She cried for nearly half an hour.

  Until her voice was hoarse from crying and he was also hoarse from comforting her, Zhang Qi finally slowly stopped sobbing.

  She pushed him away. Slowly turning her back on him and gazing out at the big tree outside, Zhang Qi said in a low, weak voice: "Is what you said true?"

  The King of Lanling was taken aback, "What's real?"

  Zhang Qi's voice was hoarse and barely audible. "You said she and I each have our own courtyard, not interfering with each other, is that true?"

  What tone is this? The King of Lanling was overjoyed, he hastily stepped forward, opened his arms and hugged her tightly, he said urgently: "Really, of course it's true. Ah Gui, from now on, you will be the mistress of this mansion in Jin Yang."

  It's all right, his Ah Qi, is just afraid of being taken away by others. If her life is not in danger, he will marry a proper wife and she can still tolerate it. To make Ah Qi feel at ease, this mansion of Jin Yang's will simply be given to her as the mistress.

  Zhang Qi was held in his arms and said softly: "Is it Zheng Yu?"

  "...it is." In a flash, the King of Lanling said seriously: "Don't worry, I have discussed it with their family and they also promised to treat you well."

  "Really?"

  "Yes. I won't let them say otherwise."

  What a decisive tone!

  Zhang Qicang smiled coldly. She lowered her head and said in a low voice: "You go out, I want to be quiet for a while."

  "No, I'm staying here with you."

  "Get out."

  "Let me keep it."

  This watch is for the whole night.

  That evening, Zhang Qi sat on the ground with her knees in her arms, motionless, gazing through the window at the autumn wind and falling leaves, looking at the distant bare mountains.

  The King of Lanling stood by her side, watching her with a pained heart as she seemed even more desolate than before.

  For some reason, at midnight, Zhang Yi staring blankly at the dark sky outside gave him a sense of eternal loneliness and vicissitudes. It seemed that she would always be alone, it seemed that what she sought would never be obtained, and what she yearned for was forever far away in the distance.

  This feeling made him feel afraid too. He couldn't help but kneel behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and warming up her icy hands, silently accompanying her to gaze at the sky outside together.

  In this way, three days passed.

  For three days, Zhang Qi stayed in the room and only ate two mouthfuls of food when forced to eat. Then he sat still, holding his knees and staring at the bare trees outside the window.

  The King of Lanling also guarded her for three days.

  It wasn't until the fourth day that Zhang Gui finally ate a bowl of porridge and fell into a deep sleep under his caress, only then did he let out a sigh of relief.

  As he walked out of the courtyard, Fang Lao hurried forward. "The Zheng Mansion has sent people several times already. The Duke, you've finally come out." He glanced inside and asked in a low voice, "How is it?"

  Ate something and fell asleep.

  "That's good, that's good."

  The disheveled Lang Ling Wang, while being attended to by the maid who was helping him clean up and fix his appearance, said: "She'll come around. By the way, how's the preparation for the betrothal gift going?"

  "Everything is ready. The mansion has also been renovated."

  "Prince of Guo, where did you get married, in Ye City or in Jin Yang?"

  The King of Lanling furrowed his brow and thought for a moment before saying, "Let's still go to Ye City. I've already promised Ah Qi that she would be the mistress of this mansion in Jin Yang."

  "Yes."

  Set a good day, asked for names and etiquette, all in all, it took less than a month.

  The last day of September is the grand wedding day of Langlang King.

  He dispatched over a hundred Black Armor guards to keep watch on the imperial palace at Jinyang and then returned to Ye.

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  Today, the whole city of Ye is in a joyful mood, and under the sound of gongs and drums, Zheng Fu's ten-mile red wedding procession attracted countless onlookers.

  Looking at the red and colorful procession, the densely packed wedding procession, the people all started discussing it.

  Listening to their gossip, seeing off the new bride, Autumn Princess burst into a smile and said happily: "Ah Yu finally got what she wanted." After a pause, she said again: "This time, I'm not afraid of any unexpected events halfway through."

  Li Ying also said on the side: "Yes, Gao Changgong is also considered to have returned from a wrong path. At that time, A You was still worried that he would drag it out for one or two years, but unexpectedly, in less than half a year, he came to his senses. The charm of women can confuse husbands at any time."

  "That's it." Autumn Princess said heavily up to here. Suddenly, she let out a burst of laughter and said to Li Ying: "A Ying, after A Yu gets married, we'll go to Jin Yang together and see how Zhang Ji is doing?"

  Where is this going to watch, it's clearly going to humiliate? Li Ying was extremely disgusted with that concubine who was infatuated with lust and didn't know the height of heaven or earth. She nodded and said: "Good! Of course, we have to go take a look."

  As soon as the voice dropped, all the noble ladies burst out laughing.

  This is a grand wedding.

  In the boundless joy, Zheng You was welcomed into the Langling Wangfu.

  Enter the bridal chamber. After worshiping heaven and earth, Zheng Yu was welcomed into the bridal room.

  Listening to the laughter and cheers outside. Listening to those who urged Langling Wang to drink, Zheng Yu suddenly said: "A Xia, pinch me."

  Under the maid's astonished gaze, Zheng Yu's voice was a little choked, "I want to know, is this true?"

  A Xia happily said: "Of course it's true, Princess, of course it's true." Another maid giggled and said: "It's a pity that Zhang is not in Ye City, otherwise we must drag her to see the princess."

  Mentioning Zhang's family, Zheng Yu's joy was mixed with a chill. She gritted her teeth and said in a low voice: "What is the point of seeing each other? I've been waiting for this day!"

  Unlike the official residence in Ye City, the Langling Wangfu in Jinyang was quiet.

  A dozen maidservants stood guard at the gate, anxiously gazing at the tightly closed door.

  Since dusk arrived, Zhang Ji entered this golden room. What is called a wedding ceremony, is generally held at dusk. At that time, the sun set west of the mountain in Jin Yang, with a sky full of sunset glow, and on the other side, Ye City must be filled with joy and celebration, with drums and music filling the air.

  Everyone knew she was suffering, after all, she had been so spoiled and had once said so naively that she wanted to be the wife of Langling Wang. Now her husband had taken a new wife as his official consort, and she couldn't accept it, which was only human.

  In the room, there were occasional sobbing sounds.

  The continued crying sounds reassured everyone: Zhang Ji was still crying, which meant she was still alive.

  It wasn't until after midnight that they saw Zhang Ji was fine and only then did everyone put their minds at ease.

  Who would have thought that at the third watch of the night, when all the guards had left and the maidservants were dozing off to sleep, a sudden cry for help came from the southern courtyard, "The water's gone! The water's gone!"

  Everyone was shocked, and they rushed out in a hurry. However, they saw that the flames were shooting up to the sky from the southern courtyard, with thick smoke rolling everywhere. Amidst the shock, one of the guards hastily shouted: "It's terrible! That's Zhang Ji's room! Put out the fire quickly!"

  "What's in Zhang Ji's room?"

  Over a hundred guards rushed out at the same time, some carrying water and others shouting for people, instantly stirring up the entire noble district.

  However, even though they reacted quickly, the fire came too fast and too fiercely. In the blink of an eye, it had engulfed the entire room. By the time they arrived with water, the flames were already soaring into the sky. A bucket of water was poured down, but there was no reaction at all.

  What's going on here?

  No one knew better than they did how much the king of their own state doted on this Zhang Ji. If he found out that Zhang Ji had been burned to death, he would probably never forgive them again.

  The leader of the guards was startled for a moment, then suddenly shouted, "Let me go!" After that, he poured a bucket of water over his head and body, and rushed in.

  He rushed into the room, only to hear a burst of ear-piercing crackling sounds. He looked up to see a beam that could no longer bear the weight, burning and falling down with a thud.

  His face turned pale, and he involuntarily jumped back, tumbling out of the door. At this moment, the beam crashed to the ground with a loud noise, followed by more beams crashing down, creaking as they fell. In an instant, nearly half of the magnificent golden house collapsed.

  "It's all over... it's all over..." One by one, the wooden barrels fell to the ground, and the guards stood there like wooden chickens.

  "This fire, how did it start so quickly and fiercely? Under such fierce flames, is there anyone who can still be alive?"

  Among the crowd's confusion and panic, the leader of the guards, pale-faced, shouted in a hoarse voice: "Send word... tell the Duke what has happened here."

  One of the guards came to his senses and cautiously asked, "Will the Duke be alright?"

  Before he could finish, the leader of the guards said solemnly: "If the Duke cannot be informed in a timely manner, let alone us, even our families will be implicated! Go, quickly send out the flying pigeon and transmit the information back to Ye City."

  "Yes!"

  "Continue to put out the fire, it's better to extinguish it a day earlier."

  "Yes."

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