Wang Bao knew he had performed poorly before and was now eager to prove himself. He vowed, "Rest assured, Your Highness. I'll make everything clear to Guard Chang and the others. I won't delay Your Highness's affairs."
Zhao Hongming merely gave a noncommittal hum through his nose and strode toward Chen Xuerong's room.
There were many rooms in the small courtyard. Chen Xuerong was staying in a side room not far from Zhao Hongming's own, and he arrived after only a few steps.
Stopping at the door, Zhao Hongming raised a hand and knocked. "Miss Chen, is this a convenient time? I have something to discuss with you."
"Please come in, Your Highness."
Chen Xuerong's cool voice came from within the room.
Zhao Hongming frowned slightly. Chen Xuerong sounded somewhat impatient.
Come to think of it, ever since he had revealed his cultivation, Chen Xuerong's moods had been acting rather strangely.
A little like... a girlfriend being angry?
Zhao Hongming was not sure.
In his previous life, he had practically lived a 996 schedule. He did not have much experience in such matters.
But as a member of the Imperial Family, if someone truly married him, she would also have to bear the pressure of National Destiny.
He himself did not care.
With Heaven's Reward as his golden finger, the National Destiny of mere Wei Country could not suppress his cultivation.
But the other party might not be so fortunate.
Her cultivation would certainly regress beneath the weight of National Destiny.
A woman like Chen Xuerong, one who pursued martial arts, probably should not be interested in the Imperial Family.
Zhao Hongming did not rush to draw a conclusion.
The door was not locked in broad daylight.
With a gentle push, he opened it and walked inside.
The side room