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The Nan Gong Family was a hereditary ducal house within Heaven Dou City, the most prestigious duke aside from the royal princes. Xue Qinghe's mother had come from the Nan Gong Family.

Of course, the Nan Gong Family was also the wealthiest ducal house in Heaven Dou City. If Xue Ye had not received the Nan Gong Family's support, he likely would not have seized the Imperial Throne.

Su Xian had come here to find his maternal grandfather, Nan Gong Yunshan, intending to obtain a plot of land to build an Entertainment City.

Heaven Dou City was a place where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold. Most land had been occupied by nobles and various powers, while the royal family controlled very little land it could freely allocate.

Besides, even if the royal family did have some, that old man Xue Ye would not give any to him. He was probably still thinking about how to get revenge on him!

Hmph! That rotten old man—sure enough, old men were all rotten to the core!

But if he thought that would stump him, then he was looking down on Su Xian far too much.

Not to brag, but before long, he would make Xue Ye kneel and sing "Conquer"!

He entered the Nan Gong Family without obstruction. Before he could see his grandfather, however, he ran into someone Su Xian did not want to meet—his aunt, Nan Gong Qiu.

Nan Gong Qiu was his Old Mother Nan Gongling's younger sister, but she was quite the oddity...

His Old Mother, Nan Gongling, was gentle and elegant, whereas Nan Gong Qiu was as cold as a block of ice, seemingly never showing anyone a pleasant expression.

Beyond that, she was also one of the empire's Legion Commanders, a true heroine among women who made even many outstanding men bow their heads.

The reason Su Xian disliked Nan Gong Qiu was not because of her personality, but because...

When he had been a child, she had left an indelible mark upon him!

Back then, he was only six years old, damn it! She was worse than a beast!

Ahem... don't get the wrong idea!

She had only dragged him off to the Military Camp, nothing else really happened. The days had been fairly easy too—he trained for one day, then rested for three or four.

Really, he was not lying to you. Wuwuwu~

Alright, he truly could not keep lying to himself anymore!

He trained for one day, then lay in bed for three or four days before passing out from exhaustion again. Wuwuwu~

Those days had been the shadow of his childhood!

In the courtyard, a woman dressed in men's clothing was practicing swordsmanship.

The woman was strikingly cold and beautiful, with finely shaped brows and clear eyes like a pool of spring water. Her long black hair drifted casually in the air, making her beauty impossible to take in at a glance.

Her tall, exquisite figure was taut and shapely, and her sword dance was forceful and resonant, brimming with heroic spirit.

But the woman was simply too cold. Her face seemed covered in ice that had not melted for ten thousand years, making her difficult to approach.

The woman stopped when she saw Su Xian. Nan Gong Qiu frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Her voice was cold and clear, like the frigid wind stirred up by melting glacier snow, carrying an aura of killing intent. She seemed somewhat unwelcome toward Su Xian's arrival.

Hm?

Nan Gong Qiu looked at Su Xian, then shifted her gaze to Qian Renxue—particularly to their tightly clasped hands. Her usually unreadable face seemed to change slightly.

If this had been before, Su Xian might have been intimidated by her, but now, he was no longer that Xue Qinghe.

He treated life and death lightly; if someone defied him, he would fight them. Did she really think he was afraid of her?

"What are you looking at? I'm not here to see you anyway."

Su Xian glared back at Nan Gong Qiu with an irritated look. As he spoke, he tugged Qian Renxue's hand, and his expression instantly changed from stormy to sunny. "She's my mother's younger sister. You can just call her Aunt with me."

Qian Renxue: ??

Are you sure you just called her Aunt? Or had I temporarily gone deaf?!

Qian Renxue could tell that Su Xian seemed to dislike this aunt greatly. Naturally, she stood on Su Xian's side and coolly called out, "Aunt."

She did not introduce herself or say anything else. Those two short words had already made her attitude clear.

"So this is the Imperial Prince Consort His Majesty personally bestowed upon you?!" Nan Gong Qiu's brows visibly furrowed, and her face darkened slightly.

"She is far too lacking in manners!"

Her eyes were dull, without the slightest emotional ripple. Nan Gong Qiu gave a cold laugh, then said in a faint voice, "I originally thought you had become a true imperial prince, but I never expected you to still be this reckless. Do you know that you may become Emperor in the future?"

When she mentioned the word "Emperor," Nan Gong Qiu's tone became noticeably heavier, carrying a hint of indignation.

Upon hearing Nan Gong Qiu say she lacked manners, Qian Renxue's face suddenly turned livid. She clenched her fists tightly, and a chilling killing intent flashed through her eyes.

Hm?

Sensing the killing intent, Nan Gong Qiu's gaze swept toward her as well. But Qian Renxue quickly returned to normal, so Nan Gong Qiu did not notice anything unusual.

"You just... called her lacking in manners?"

Letting go of Qian Renxue's hand, Su Xian stared fixedly at Nan Gong Qiu. His blood-red eyes were incomparably cold, and the Soul Power around him began to stir violently.

No one had the right to insult his wife!

Manners—this was a pain buried deep within Qian Renxue's heart!

She could choose to endure it, but as her husband, he absolutely could not simply let it go!

Though he knew full well that Nan Gong Qiu meant well for him, her constant insistence on forcing her own will upon him made him feel deeply disgusted.

From now on, he would walk his own path!

Noticing Su Xian's Soul Power rise, Nan Gong Qiu felt a flicker of surprise. But with merely the strength of a Soul Elder, he was being far too overconfident.

Her face full of disdain, Nan Gong Qiu said coldly, "What, are you planning to make a move against me?"

Damn it!

You're a Soul Emperor, yet you dare challenge me? Do you not know what a beating from society looks like?!

"You think you've already won?!"

Su Xian waved at Qian Renxue, signaling for her not to interfere. A frigid gleam flashed through his eyes.

Under Su Xian's icy gaze, a trace of fear suddenly rose in Nan Gong Qiu's heart, only to be swiftly replaced by confidence.

"Since you want to fight, let me see what you're truly capable of!"

The longsword in her hand became a streak of silver light and plunged straight into a nearby boulder with a Pfft!

Her long hair fluttered as black Soul Power poured forth, crackling like exploding beans. Six Soul Rings slowly emerged beneath Nan Gong Qiu's feet.

Six Ring Soul Emperor!

Su Xian's gaze narrowed. A black card appeared in his hand, but just as he was about to merge it into his body, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Qiu'er, although Qinghe is your junior, he is still a Prince. As a general, how can you be so discourteous?!"

The voice was gentle and kindly, like a breeze passing through a bamboo grove, refreshing the mind and spirit.

As soon as those words were spoken, Su Xian and Nan Gong Qiu immediately withdrew their Soul Power.

"You got lucky this time. If I hear you insulting her again next time, don't blame me for showing no respect to you as an elder."

After coldly throwing out those words, Su Xian left with Qian Renxue, heading deeper into the Nan Gong Family estate.

I got lucky? Showing me no respect?

Nan Gong Qiu raised her brows slightly, then sneered. If Father hadn't spoken up, would you have been able to leave with any dignity?

Though she felt disdain in her heart, an inexplicable glimmer flashed through Nan Gong Qiu's eyes as she watched Su Xian's retreating back. It seemed she had not taken his rudeness to heart.

1. This novel has only one female lead!

2. Nan Gong Qiu will not fall for Su Xian. Her reasons regarding Xue Qinghe stem solely from her extensive battlefield experience; she does not want the next emperor to be overly kind and weak. She is a pure-blooded general.