My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Empress Wang didn’t understand.

She really didn’t get it.

After the meal ended, Empress Wang had no intention of staying longer. She got up, bid farewell to Cheng Guang and Wu Yuemei, and left Duke Zhen’s Mansion.

Watching Empress Wang’s departing figure, Cheng Guang’s eyes revealed no hint of disturbance. He simply tapped the table lightly with his hand, in deep thought.

Wu Yuemei, sensing the inexplicable atmosphere between Empress Wang and Cheng Guang, turned her head slightly and asked Cheng Guang softly,

“Guanger, what were you and your Aunt, the Empress, just talking about?”

“It seemed that your Aunt’s mood wasn’t very good.”

Cheng Guang smiled and shook his head, then spread his hands helplessly and said, “Mother, why ask me? How should I know?”

“I certainly don’t have the guts to offend my Aunt, the Empress.”

Wu Yuemei’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then she chuckled, “I suppose, you really don’t have the guts.”

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“You must be respectful toward your elders. Your Aunt, the Empress, has been quite busy recently. It’s rare for her to visit our mansion; don’t make her upset.”

Wu Yuemei didn’t know if she was really naive or just pretending to be.

Whether she truly didn’t understand or was feigning ignorance.

Seeing Wu Yuemei act this way, Cheng Guang knew that she really thought Empress Wang’s visit to Duke Zhen’s Mansion was just an old-fashioned chat.

She never considered thinking any deeper.

Truly an innocent and sweet person.

And it made sense.

If Wu Yuemei weren’t such a character, coupled with her identity as a royal princess, she probably wouldn’t have married Cheng Zhihai by now.

Even if Cheng Zhihai persevered, Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, wouldn’t have agreed.

Being innocent and sweet has its advantages.

Cheng Guang smiled, “Mother, I didn’t upset Auntie Empress.”

Wu Yuemei didn’t believe it and gave Cheng Guang a glance before saying, “Then why did I come back to find the Empress weighed down by heavy thoughts? Before I left, your Auntie was just fine.”

Cheng Guang shook his head, unconcerned, and said, “Perhaps it’s her time of the month.

Wu Yuemei was taken aback upon hearing Cheng Guang’s words.

“Her time of the month?”

Wu Yuemei didn’t understand what Cheng Guang meant by that.

Cheng Guang didn’t bother to explain further to Wu Yuemei and just smiled at her, “Anyway, it’s my Auntie Empress’s own issue, nothing to do with me.”

“So, Mother, may I take my leave?”

Seeing Cheng Guang like this, Wu Yuemei could only sigh helplessly and waved her hand, saying,

“Alright, Guanger, go on.”

Cheng Guang bid Wu Yuemei goodbye and then headed towards the Million Specie Garden.

Within the Million Specie Garden.

The scenery there was much quieter than Cheng Guang had expected.

The first thing that caught his eye was Ning Qianxue, who was practicing martial arts. Dressed in a white lotus long skirt and holding the Cold Moon Long Sword, she extended her arms, swinging the sword fluidly.

Ning Qianxue’s figure was already exceptionally graceful, and her martial practice looked more like dancing than fighting.

Cheng Guang’s gaze swept past Ning Qianxue and turned to the side room where the Queen of the South Ming usually stayed.

The Queen was not inside.

Instead, she sat in a pavilion, sipping tea at a leisurely pace.

As for the Abyss Demon Emperor’s true form, it was lying inside the room.

Wrapped tightly in a red cloth, the body occasionally shivered, proving that the Abyss Demon Emperor had not given up on struggling.

Cheng Guang merely glanced at the Abyss Demon Emperor and then shifted his gaze away.

At the moment, he had no effective means of dealing with the Abyss Demon Emperor.

If he were to remove the Hun Tian Lanyard from the Demon Emperor, the enraged creature would certainly demolish the entire Duke Zhen’s Mansion.

He would think about releasing the Demon Emperor only after finding a way to deal with it.

So he pondered.

“Princely Heir, you’re back. Do you want Qing Luan to prepare something for you to eat?” Qing Luan noticed Cheng Guang’s return as she was tending to the plants and hurried over.

Cheng Guang shook his head and replied, “I’ve already eaten just now, just have something yourselves.”

With that, Cheng Guang gave Ning Qianxue, who was practicing martial arts, a look but didn’t disturb her and went straight into the bedroom.

As soon as Cheng Guang entered the bedroom,

he felt something was off in the atmosphere.

Cheng Guang lifted his eyes and surveyed the room. His gaze had just swept across a desk when he felt something unusual.

Turning his head back to the desk,

he saw a middle-aged man in a blue scholar’s robe and scholar’s cap seated beside it.

The man’s appearance was all too familiar to Cheng Guang.

It was none other than Zhou Qingxu.

When Cheng Guang walked into the bedroom, Zhou Qingxu was sitting there, seemingly meditating quietly in a chair.

Only after Cheng Guang entered did Zhou Qingxu slowly raise his head and look at him.

Zhou Qingxu had originally thought that even if Cheng Guang was able to detect him, it would take some time due to his methods.

But unexpectedly,

Cheng Guang merely glanced once and instantly sensed something was wrong; on a second look, he discovered him.

Cheng Guang and Zhou Qingxu locked eyes.

It was silent.

After a moment of silence,

Zhou Qingxu broke the silence with a laugh, “I originally thought that the Princely Heir only had extraordinary methods but not high cultivation. I didn’t expect that your cultivation would be remarkably profound as well.”

Cheng Guang kept a straight face on hearing Zhou Qingxu’s words.

That he could detect Zhou Qingxu so promptly was largely thanks to the Fruits of Path to Divinity.

The power of the Fruits of Path to Divinity had vastly elevated the level of his Primordial Spirit.