Royal Capital.
Before Dongling Marquis Mansion.
Jiang Ning's steps halted, and he looked up at the plaque hanging high over the marquis mansion, his thoughts still drifting.
Today's battle in Chenggan Palace seemed to have settled the dust, but he understood that, in truth, the undercurrents had not yet ceased.
Ji Xuan had been forced to shut himself behind closed doors, and the King Beicang had left with his son, whose son had been injured by him.
He could also tell a little that this King Beicang was not someone broad of mind.
And he had also noticed there was something wrong with the Divine Might King's attitude.
Although Ji Minghao had been established as the new emperor, his foundations were weak, and only Shen Xiao, as the future Empress's faction, would provide support.
"Time..." Jiang Ning murmured, stepping forward to knock on the mansion gates.
Knock, knock, knock—
Three consecutive sounds traveled far through the quiet early morning.
A moment later.
"Who is it!" A crisp maiden's voice came faintly from the doorway.
"It's me!" Jiang Ning said.
"It's Young Master!!" The voice behind the door immediately turned delighted.
Jiang Ning was also very familiar with that voice. It was precisely Luyi's voice.
After a brief silence, footsteps appeared at the doorway.
Then the door bolt fell, and a maiden in a green dress appeared in Jiang Ning's eyes.
Under the warm morning sun, the maiden's head was shrouded in a faint layer of warm light.
"It really is Young Master!!" When Luyi saw the figure outside the door, her eyes grew bright.
"Of course it's me!" Jiang Ning smiled.
Then he lifted his leg and crossed the threshold, casually patting Luyi on the head.
"Nothing happened at home these past few days, right?"
"No!" Luyi shook her head,