Three days later!
In the main hall of the Prince Qing’s Mansion, Prince Qing sat above with a sullen face.
His eyes were wide open, staring at the ground.
In this manner, an hour had passed.
Beside him, Yang Zheng stood there trembling with fear. Originally afraid of Prince Qing, at this mont he didn’t dare to utter a single word.
He could only occasionally glance with the corner of his eye, but after each glance he quickly withdrew his gaze.
"Hoo—"
Finally, Prince Qing slowly lifted his head, exhaling a long breath, his gaze involuntarily falling on Yang Zheng.
Originally, he had hoped to rely on a superior set of rules to give his Martial Dao a chance to break through.
But now... not only is there no hope, but he has also offended Qin Tiandao.
To ordinary people, he might be a heavenly figure as a prince of a mansion, but in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, he ans nothing.
"Father...?"
Feeling Prince Qing’s gaze, Yang Zheng suddenly beca even more nervous, his voice trembling slightly as he spoke.
"Hmph!"
Prince Qing snorted coldly.
Seeing him so cowardly, the anger that had been suppressed surged once again.
At this cold snort, Yang Zheng visibly shivered.
"Tap tap tap...."
At this mont, a light footstep was heard coming from outside.
The sound was extrely grating to Prince Qing’s ears, and he was about to erupt in anger, but upon seeing the newcor, he not only didn’t get angry but forced a smile onto his face.
"Why have you co?"
The newcor was none other than his primary wife, Yang Zheng’s biological mother, Guan Peiwen!
Upon seeing his mother, Yang Zheng imdiately felt a sense of safety, and his tense heart gradually relaxed.
Though Guan Peiwen was no longer as beautiful as she had been in her youth, being in the Late-Stage Immortal Grade, she still had a certain charm.
However, compared to Prince Qing’s other won, she was quite lacking.
This is one of the reasons why he rarely visits Guan Peiwen now.
In fact, one could say that Prince Qing’s story is one of a humble man rising to prominence against the odds.
And it was Guan Peiwen taking a liking to him that changed his life.
The Guan family is among the top ten families in the Imperial City, and at that ti, it wasn’t for any special reason that Guan Peiwen took interest in him.
She defied everyone’s objections and resolutely married Prince Qing.
And in the end, with the Guan family’s help, he beca the prince of the Prince Qing’s Mansion.
"Sothing so significant happened and you didn’t tell , but I can’t pretend as if I don’t know."
Guan Peiwen slowly sat down and then gestured to Yang Zheng to leave.
Seeing this, Yang Zheng was overjoyed.
He longed to leave that place, staying there felt like each day dragged on as if a year.
"Then I shall take my leave first."
After bowing slightly to Prince Qing and Guan Peiwen, he quickly left the main hall.
Seeing this, even Guan Peiwen couldn’t help but sigh.
Her two sons really were beyond words.
But there was no choice, after all, they were her biological sons, regardless of their shortcomings, all she could do was pamper them.
She then looked at Prince Qing, "The Guan family has a tens of thousands-year-old great dicine, I have already sent word to Father, and he will send it to Your Highness."
Guan Peiwen spoke softly.
"You....!"
Prince Qing opened his mouth. Although there were many things he wanted to say, in the end... "Thank you!"
Apart from these three words, at this mont, he really didn’t know what else to say.
Over the years, he had more and more won, and the feelings between him and Guan Peiwen had grown increasingly faint.
But... in the end, the only one who could truly help him was her.
"I know that over the years, there have been certain rumors about you, which you really dislike."
Guan Peiwen looked at him with a complex expression.
The so-called rumors mocked Prince Qing as soone who gained his position through relying on won, soone who was living off a woman.
This narrative had been circulating among the Great Yu’s royalty for a long ti.
It was sothing they would laugh about casually on a daily basis.
This is also why Prince Qing rarely leaves the Prince Qing’s Mansion and interacts so little with those royal figures.
"Hehe!"
Prince Qing laughed a bit, but the laugh was very bitter, bordering on self-mocking.
"Yes, what they say isn’t wrong. The fact is exactly that."
He rose up thanks to Guan Peiwen; he did not deny this fact.
But what could he do about it?
In the Great Yu, without connections, with his talent, how could he beco a prince of a mansion?
There were many better than him.
If it weren’t for Guan Peiwen and the Guan family, reaching even the Continuous Dao Realm would be difficult for him.
Not to ntion becoming a prince of a mansion.
"Yes indeed!"
Guan Peiwen spoke slowly, at this mont recalling the past, when she first t Prince Qing.
That shy young man, she, who grew up in the Guan family, had been pampered by her father and brothers from a young age.
Anything she wanted, as long as she expressed it, would imdiately appear before her.
Everyone in the family was almost completely accommodating to her.
But only he, Prince Qing!
Paid her no mind at all, which imdiately caught her attention.
What followed was a woman’s pursuit of a man.
Eventually, she successfully won over Prince Qing.
Perhaps this was a case of soone who had grown used to the finest food finding the coarseness of Prince Qing very fresh and interesting at first sight.
Yet she did not regret it.
In fact, Prince Qing treated her very well, at least before the rumors started.
"But...."
Guan Peiwen suddenly changed the subject, "You have also worked hard yourself, otherwise no matter how the Guan family helped you, it would have been useless."
"Hehe!"
Once again, Prince Qing laughed, though this ti there was less bitterness.
Indeed, he did work hard.
Of course, he also knew that the premise of his hard work was supported by the Guan family’s support.
For so reason, the stone that had weighed on his heart for many years seed to have vanished at this mont, and his expression toward Guan Peiwen turned apologetic.
"I’m sorry, I’ve neglected you over the years."
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