My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

After finishing his words, Cheng Guang felt disinterested. If it weren't for Qin Gaozhi being Qin Beifeng's adopted son, he wouldn't have bothered to talk with him for so long.

Having exchanged just a few simple sentences, Cheng Guang stood up and walked toward Duke Zhen's Mansion.

Seeing Cheng Guang heading inside the mansion, Qin Gaozhi gritted his teeth and quickly followed after him.

"Princely Heir, my sister is one year older than me. Since her youth, she has been devoted to martial arts, subduing devils, and exterminating demons. Before she reached twenty, she had already made remarkable military accomplishments during the Northern Expedition. In less than a century, she will certainly be able to achieve the stature of a Sky-Man like that of the Duke of the State."

"Below Sky-Men are mortals, whose lifespans are at most a hundred years. Even if one could prolong life, it would not compare to the Heavenly Human Realm."

"With the Princely Heir's talent, your future achievements may not be low, but definitely, you will not be able to become a Sky-Man."

"Additionally, although my sister is aloof in nature and rarely converses with others, she is also simple-minded. If the Princely Heir were to marry only my sister, that might still be bearable, but if you were to take many consorts and cause strife and jealousy, that's something she absolutely cannot handle."

"When that time comes, who's to say, she might end up being wronged."

"Not to mention, if in the future you make my sister stay at home to take care of the family and educate the children, that would be a waste of a future Sky-Man of Great Zhou, of the Northern Expedition Army."

Qin Gaozhi spoke urgently, and by the end of his plea, his expression already carried a hint of supplication.

It seemed he was just short of kneeling down and begging Cheng Guang not to marry Qin Yanqiu.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Guang turned his head and said to Qin Gaozhi, "You are, after all, Qin Beifeng's adopted son. You should know that my marriage isn't up to me to decide."

"Let alone whether I like Qin Yanqiu or how I will treat her in the future."
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"These matters have nothing to do with you."

"How the Northern Expedition Army fares in the future is also none of your concern."

"If you're idle and annoyed, go hit your head against a tree, don't disgust me here."

Qin Gaozhi was left with a face of shame and embarrassment after being berated by Cheng Guang. Just as Cheng Guang was about to step into Duke Zhen's Mansion, Qin Gaozhi couldn't help but call out loudly once more.

"Princely Heir."

This time Cheng Guang didn't pay him any heed, thinking he had encountered an imbecile.

It was highly probable that Qin Gaozhi harbored a liking for Qin Yanqiu, infatuated with her, but he had never expressed it, the kind who only dared to love in secret.

Perhaps he had intended to wait for an opportunity to ask Qin Beifeng to marry Qin Yanqiu to him, but before the chance came, he heard she was to marry him instead.

He couldn't accept it all at once.

He had no way to persuade Qin Beifeng to change his mind, nor could he convince Qin Yanqiu to call off the engagement.

So he found the opportunity to come and seek Cheng Guang, hoping to make him give up.

He even blurted out a whole bunch of nonsensical reasons, trying to guilt-trip him.

How ridiculous.

Shaking his head, Cheng Guang brushed Qin Gaozhi aside and headed straight back into the mansion.

Qin Gaozhi, watching Cheng Guang enter Duke Zhen's Mansion, wanted to follow but was stopped by the guard at the entrance. A stern gaze and a heavy aura of authority rested upon him, making his breathing slightly hitch.

His complexion changed subtly, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Clearly, he had not expected the guards of Duke Zhen's Mansion to emanate such a formidable presence, not to be underestimated.

Qin Gaozhi stood in front of Duke Zhen's Mansion, hesitated for a moment, and then finally let out a sigh of resignation; at this point, there weren't many options left and turned to leave.

He had come to find the Town-Nation Duke's Heir on his own, stealthily making his way there.

In the Capital city, just waiting for the chance to meet Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke's Heir, had already taken up quite some time; he needed to head back promptly.

If he was away for too long and Qin Beifeng discovered his absence, it would be difficult to explain.

Unable to persuade Cheng Guang to break off the engagement, Qin Gaozhi felt it was better to go and work on his sister's mindset.

Qin Gaozhi stood outside Duke Zhen's Mansion for a moment longer, then turned around and left.

...

In Duke Zhen's Mansion, Million Specie Garden.

Cheng Guang returned to the cold pavilion, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a deep breath.

Qing Luan, seeing Cheng Guang come back from the Bureau of the Lamp with a less than pleasant expression, curiously asked,

"Princely Heir, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

Cheng Guang shook his head, "It's nothing, I encountered an imbecile."

"Imbecile?" Qing Luan didn't quite understand what Cheng Guang meant, but she could roughly sense the exasperation in his heart.

She was wondering who could have angered their Princely Heir so much.

Just as she was about to speak words of comfort to Cheng Guang, from outside Million Specie Garden, on the shaded pathway, Steward Wang's voice was heard.

"Princely Heir, the lady asks for your presence."

Hearing Steward Wang's voice and his message that Wu Yuemei was looking for him, combined with the earlier encounter with Qin Gaozhi, Cheng Guang guessed that his marriage might have already been scheduled.

He set down the teacup, straightened his clothes, and stood up to walk towards the southeast courtyard.

Upon arriving at the southeast courtyard, he saw Wu Yuemei sitting in the host's seat of the reception hall.

Wu Yuemei, seeing Cheng Guang, placed her teacup, still steaming with a light white vapor, on the table and motioned with her hand toward Cheng Guang.

"Guanger, come here."

Cheng Guang approached.

Wu Yuemei looked at Cheng Guang and tenderly stroked his forehead, "Guanger, your grandfather just sent a message saying that you should set off soon to travel northward and marry that child, Qin Yanqiu."

"Our wedding will be held in two parts."

"One ceremony in North City, and then, we'll have another one in the Capital city."

Hearing Wu Yuemei's words, Cheng Guang was not surprised at all.