Wang Chen could not help but feel surprised by Her Highness the Princess's sudden visit in the night.
Although his master-disciple relationship with Princess Qingyun had never been made public, and she always came secretly whenever she visited to seek his guidance, she had always come during the day.
Over the past few months, the timing had been quite fixed.
Tonight was clearly an exception.
"What's wrong?"
Wang Chen noticed that Her Highness the Princess's eyes were red, as if she had just wept on the way here.
Princess Qingyun pursed her lips and glanced at Uncle Sun, who had escorted her here.
The latter sighed and quietly withdrew from the room.
Only then did Princess Qingyun curtsy to Wang Chen. "Master, I came to bid you farewell."
Wang Chen was puzzled. "Farewell? Where are you going?"
The moment his words fell, crystalline tears spilled from Her Highness the Princess's eyes. "I... I'm going to marry into Great Yan!"
Great Yan?
Wang Chen frowned. "A political marriage?"
"Mm."
Princess Qingyun nodded pitifully. "I... I'm going to marry Great Yan's Third Prince..."
After listening to her account, Wang Chen learned that Great Liang and Great Yan had long had a marriage alliance.
Originally, given Princess Qingyun's age, there would have been no harm in waiting another two or three years before she married. But for some unknown reason, from last year through this year, Great Yan had continually urged Emperor Shaowu to send Princess Qingyun over to complete the marriage.
Since Great Liang and Great Yan were allies, and Great Liang stood under the threat of Great Qi to the north, Emperor Shaowu could not call off the marriage. He had therefore decided to send Princess Qingyun to Great Yan next month.
Wang Chen could not help sighing as well. "Then