When Ye Zhen's Blood Essence Clone returned to the North Sea Prefecture Duke's Mansion, he spotted a Guard Marquis waiting for him at the entrance from afar.
"Marshal, Her Highness Princess Changle has arrived."
"Changle is here? Where is she?" Ye Zhen was taken aback.
Ever since they had parted on bad terms when he left the capital last time, he and Princess Changle had rarely been in contact. Why had she suddenly come looking for him today?
"Her Highness was invited to the Flower Hall by the steward. She said she would wait for your return."
Ye Zhen hurried inside and soon arrived at the Flower Hall.
The moment he reached the Flower Hall, Princess Changle, who had been slowly sipping tea inside, already sensed his presence and looked up at Ye Zhen.
Their eyes met across the air and locked together, and an inexplicable awkwardness suddenly arose between them.
The two who had once sat together with endless things to say now suddenly felt strangely unfamiliar and awkward.
An unspoken sorrow flashed through Princess Changle's beautiful eyes.
Ye Zhen gave an awkward smile. "I did not know Your Highness would honor us with your presence. I failed to welcome you from afar..."
"I came to see you today for only one matter." Princess Changle suddenly spoke, cutting off Ye Zhen's awkward words.
"Please speak, Your Highness."
Hearing Ye Zhen address her as "Your Highness" at every turn, the melancholy in Princess Changle's eyes deepened.
"You promised me that you would not spread the Imprint Jade Slips concerning the Water Clan and the Devil Race's allied forces appearing beneath the sea?" Princess Changle said.
At those words, Ye Zhen's sword-like brows shot upward. "Is that your wish, or His Majesty's demand?"
"Is there a difference?"
"There is!"
Ye Zhen's