Chapter 112: I Agree to This Marriage

Chapter 112: Chapter 112: I Agree to This Marriage

It looked a little familiar, so the Ancestor rubbed his eyes and took another look.

"Um... good grandson, I think... actually, being flat has its advantages, like... like..."

As he was trying to think of an example, the Ancestor noticed Su Yi seemed to glance in their direction.

And then...

"Well... my time is short, so I can’t chat any longer.

Remember to close the door for me on your way out."

Without waiting for Su Han’s reply, the Ancestor’s mechanical body flashed back to where the coffin had been.

RUMBLE~

The mechanical Gongshu No. 7 disassembled itself, reverting to its coffin form.

Su Han: "..."

’So, the Ancestor’s coffin is basically a Transformer? It can freely switch between a coffin and a mechanical puppet?’

After this discovery, Su Han stroked his chin, feeling he might have stumbled upon the truth—

’Could it be... that the Ancestor raided so many tombs in his life that in his later years, he grew paranoid that karma would come for him and his own tomb would be plundered?’

’That’s why he designed a coffin with two forms.’

’Normally, it’s a coffin for him to rest in peace. But if a tomb raider breaks in, it instantly transforms into a mechanical puppet to teach them a world of hurt.’

The more he thought about it, the more Su Han was convinced he had guessed the truth.

But now that the Ancestor had "gone cold" again, there was no one he could ask.

Giving the Ancestor’s coffin one last look, Su Han waved at it, not caring whether the old man could hear him or not.

"Well, your descendant will be taking his leave. Goodbye, Ancestor."

Calling over to Su Yi and Su Xiao’Er, the three of them began to walk out of the Imperial Mausoleum.

The moment their figures stepped out of the burial mound, the Ancestor’s voice echoed in Su Han’s mind.

"Good grandson, even if I’m dead, even if I’m nailed in this coffin and my bones turn to dust—

"—I must use my decaying voice to shout my opinion: I approve of this marriage!"

Su Han: "..."

Su Han shuddered, nearly tripping over from the sheer shock of his ancestor’s sudden, flamboyant declaration.

So...

’This was the same ancestor who, just a moment ago, was insisting that a wife had to be big-chested?’

’So much for the ancestor of unyielding principles. One look was all it took for him to give up on big chests~’

’Huh? That’s surprisingly catchy!’

Shaking his head, he tossed the Ancestor’s unreliable opinion to the back of his mind.

He subconsciously glanced at Su Yi...

’Hmm... actually, he liked big-chested girls too, but... it seemed the Red Date, White Jade, and Cucumber Cakes he bought weren’t having any effect.’

Just then, as if sensing his gaze, Su Yi looked over.

Without thinking, Su Han blurted out the thought on his mind.

"Hey Su Yi, were those Red Date, White Jade, and Cucumber Cakes any good?"

Su Yi shot him a look and shook her head.

"No wonder they had no effect at all. Turns out you just don’t like eating them!"

...

It had been three days since he arrived in the Imperial Capital. Aside from the thrilling night-time exploration of the Imperial Mausoleum on the first evening, Su Han had spent most of his time wandering aimlessly around the Imperial City with Su Yi and Su Xiao’Er.

This scene... made the many people who were already on tenterhooks after hearing news of his arrival in the Imperial City... even more anxious.

What?

You say aimless wandering isn’t a good thing? At least it’s better than him causing trouble the moment he arrives, right?

Heh!

The nobles of the Imperial City would say: You’re just too naive!

If he were purposefully doing this or that every day, they could at least figure out his general route and avoid him in advance.

The problem with this "aimless wandering" was... even he didn’t know where he would wander off to. How were they supposed to avoid him in advance?

"Crown Prince, we’ve been wandering like this for three days. What exactly are you looking for?"

Others didn’t know; they just thought Su Han was truly sightseeing aimlessly in the Imperial City.

Only Su Xiao’Er, acting as his living map, knew that his master was actually paying close attention to something everywhere he went.

But after observing for a long time, he still couldn’t figure out what it was that interested the Crown Prince.

On this day, after yet another half-day of wandering, Su Xiao’Er finally couldn’t help but voice his confusion.

After all, the fact that the Crown Prince had a terrible sense of direction... was proven by his own existence as a guide.

If they were really looking for something, he, Su Xiao’Er, should be able to help.

Su Han glanced at him and pointed languidly at a tree inside a large, unidentified residence nearby.

"Looking for trees."

"Looking for trees?"

Su Xiao’Er’s heart leaped into his throat. The Crown Prince burning the trees of dozens of families in Lingzhou City... that incident had caused a massive uproar there.

He had thought the Crown Prince had kicked his bad habit of burning down the trees of every family he visited. After all, it had been almost three months since that last spree, and the Crown Prince hadn’t gone to burn anyone’s trees.

’Why does it look like... the Crown Prince is now preparing to extend his destructive hand toward the Imperial City?’

"Mm,"

Su Han nodded, pointing at the large tree inside the courtyard walls. "Whose tree is this... ah, no, whose courtyard is this?"

Su Xiao’Er looked at the surrounding area. "This... seems to be a villa left behind by a royal ancestor. Occasionally, when members of a branch of the royal family come to the capital from their fiefdoms, they are arranged to stay here temporarily."

"A villa left by an ancestor?"

Su Han’s brow furrowed. He didn’t understand why... back in Lingzhou City, he had found dozens of Skill Trees among the various great families in just half a month.

But after arriving in the Imperial City three days ago and wandering through more than half of it, he had only seen this single Skill Tree.

And to top it off... the one courtyard that had a Skill Tree turned out to be a villa left behind by an ancestor.

While he couldn’t rule out the possibility that other families had Skill Trees hidden deep within their compounds where he couldn’t see them,

proportionally speaking... the probability of finding a Skill Tree in the Imperial City seemed far, far lower than in Lingzhou City.

’Is there... some reason for this?’

Still unable to fully grasp the situation, Su Han pondered this internally.

"Crown Prince?"

Su Xiao’Er’s voice sounded by his ear.

Su Han looked at him and saw Su Xiao’Er pointing toward an intersection not far away.

"Eunuch An is here."

Su Han followed his gesture and indeed saw Eunuch An approaching from a distance, heading right for them.

"Crown Prince, I’ve finally found you,"

Seeing Su Han look his way, Eunuch An quickened his pace, walked up to Su Han, and greeted him.

"Eunuch An, does my Uncle have any instructions for me?"

As Emperor Jing’s personal Chief Eunuch, Eunuch An rarely left his side.

For him to come looking for him now obviously meant his Uncle wanted to see him again.

Eunuch An nodded. "Crown Prince, His Majesty sent me to inform you that your fiancée is arriving soon. It would be best for you to prepare."

Su Han waved his hand dismissively. "It’s just my fiancée coming... What? My what is coming?"