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However, no matter how difficult it is, what must be faced still has to be faced.
Wang Zong’an quickly collected his emotions and said loudly, "My dear Prince, Zong’an is here, please co over." Although he didn’t seem to exert much effort in speaking, his voice gathered power like waves, precisely reaching the two flying chariots.
The sound fell gently and clearly into the ears of everyone on the flying chariots.
"Is this the Young Clan Leader Zong’an?" In one of the Dragon Eagle Flying Chariots, Wu Mingyuan sat grandly and regally. Upon hearing this, he showed a slightly appreciative expression, "Profound force and calm deanor, this Young Clan Leader is indeed remarkable." As one of the quasi-crown princes, he needed to maintain a certain level of composure when venturing outside. He could not be as reckless as Prince Zhenzuo.
The Tianyan Fairy, one of the leaders of the Celestial Palace, frequently sends him intelligence about the Wang Family figures. Although the Young Clan Leader Zong’an was ntioned several tis, the reports were not deep.
It seems now that the Tianyan Fairy may have overlooked so things.
"Wu Mingyuan." Gongye Qingrui’s amber eyes glared angrily, "Yiluo’s disappearance is such a big deal, yet you remain calm, leisurely observing others. I tell you, if anything happens to our daughter, I will fight you to the bitter end!"
"Calm down, calm down," Wu Mingyuan comforted, "Longzuo County City and the Qingluo Guard are clean and secure places. Yiluo is a clever child and will not co to harm."
Just as they were speaking.
The two flying chariots drawn by Dragon Eagles descended from the sky. One was familiar to Wang Zong’an as Prince Zhenzuo’s Mansion’s flying chariot. The other, though outwardly modest, was adorned with markings that revealed the grandeur of the Imperial Family.
He attentively noticed a mark from the corner, which should belong to one of the quasi-crown princes the Wang Family recently "focused" on—the insignia of Prince Anjun’s Mansion. When Wang Zong’an observed little girl Wu Yiluo’s slightly pale face as she retreated in fear, he imdiately understood.
Without waiting for the distinguished guests to dismount from the flying chariots, he courteously stepped forward in accordance with etiquette and gracefully saluted, "Zong’an of the Changning Wang Family welcos Prince Zhenzuo."
anwhile, having already recognized the Prince Anjun’s vehicle, he had to first pretend to be oblivious to avoid revealing the fact that the Wang Family had long been scrutinizing him closely. The City Guard, Zhao Dongyi, was half a step behind Wang Zong’an, mirroring his salute with cupped hands.
The people on the flying chariots disembarked.
Prince Zhenzuo Wu Dianshan deliberately followed a step behind Prince Anjun Wu Mingyuan, introducing Wang Zong’an with patience, "Zong’an, there is no need for excessive courtesy. Co, let introduce you to Prince Anjun of the Wu Family Mingyuan, and this is the Princess Consort Gongye Qingrui." Despite his impatience, he had to proceed step by step.
"Zong’an greets Prince Anjun and Princess Consort." Wang Zong’an bowed, neither humble nor overbearing, "The illustrious na of Prince Anjun is like thunder in my ears."
Prince Anjun stepped forward two paces, reached out with both hands, and said, "Young Clan Leader Zong’an, no need for formalities. I’m just a leisurely Prince Anjun, undeserving of such praise."
After so brief pleasantries.
The slightly impatient Gongye Qingrui said, "Young Clan Leader Zong’an, our youngest daughter Yiluo tricked the guards and left ho to play at Qingluo Guard. Please help seal off Qingluo Guard and find the child."
Not to ntion being the Princess Consort, even Prince Anjun himself, without authority from Your Majesty, had no right to directly command local governnt offices or noble families to do anything.
To get things done, one must rely on the Prince’s face to request favors. Moreover, although the Changning Wang Family is only a Sixth-Grade Noble Family, it is not just an ordinary Sixth Grade without foundation.
Generally, local governnts and noble families, as long as it doesn’t involve conflicting interests or matters of great concern, will mostly respect such requests.
"Zong’an, Prince Anjun is not an ordinary Prince," Wu Dianshan chid in to remind, "This matter must be handled with utmost effort and ensure the Little Princess’s safety."
Wang Zong’an glanced back and saw Wang Anye and Wu Yiluo had already each hidden in their respective corners of the wall, still glaring at each other from afar with obvious dislike.
His eyelids twitched, he coughed, and said, "Wang Anye, co here."
Wang Anye drooped his head, walked over obediently, looking quite lifeless. All along, he considered life dull and monotonous, like staring into a future of boredom. At last, he was feeling so excitent from life.
"Oh, isn’t this the renowned Seventh Young Master of the Changning Wang Family, Wang Anye? Why are you, usually full of primordial qi, so dispirited today?" Prince Zhenzuo Wu Dianshan swept his eyes over Wang Anye from head to toe, speaking with a mocking tone, as if harboring ill will towards Little Seven, suggesting so past grievances.
"Anye pays respects to Your Highness, Prince," Wang Anye greeted respectfully, "May I know, Your Highness, how has the lure been yielding lately? Have you successfully lured the Silver Moon Bass of Jade Pond Celestial Lake?"
"You little rascal... stop ntioning things you shouldn’t." Wu Dianshan flared up, his moustache bristling with anger, "Lure is about the mindset and process, not about catching many fish or quality. Unlike so little brats who only boast with so luck... showing off. Enough, enough, such lessons wouldn’t make sense to you, do not bring this up again."
"Alright, I’ll change the subject. How is Qian Rou’s health recently? I heard she was ill so ti ago, I sent so spiritual dicine and spiritual als, but they were thrown out." Wang Anye blinked, showing a bit of concern, "I was planning to visit Qian Rou a few days ago. But the gatekeeper said that Your Highness ordered that if I dared step into the Prince’s Mansion, I’d have my legs broken..."
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