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At the Princess's Residence, as night was about to fall, Ning Chen left the residence with his two maids and headed toward the Marquisate.

Xia Xinyu watched the plain-clothed figure recede into the distance. A faint sigh flashed through her beautiful eyes. Thirty years had passed—could she still wait until that day?

Ruoxi looked back at the Ninth Princess of Great Xia behind them, inexplicable sorrow rising in her heart.

At the side, Yu Lian looked behind, then ahead at the Marquis. Confusion and incomprehension crossed her still-youthful face. She did not understand why the Marquis had refused the marriage decree from the Grandson Consort back then. Could it be that the Marquis had truly never liked the Eldest Princess?

Ahead, the plain-clothed figure walking onward never looked back even once. Step by step, he continued forward until he vanished at the end of the street.

Love weighed heavier than mountains. He was no longer the young man he had once been; he could no longer bear it.

At the Zhiming Marquisate, before the guest room, the Moonlit Tower Master stood quietly in a silver-gray cloak. Seeing the young man approach, he smiled and said, "Brother Ning, have you decided when to depart?"

"Tomorrow, after I pay my respects to the elders," Ning Chen said calmly.

The Moonlit Tower Master nodded. "That is for the best. I have a feeling something may have happened on the Ancient Starry Road. Before that, we must settle matters here as quickly as possible."

"Tower Master, I want to hear the truth. Does the Outer Heavens have a Fourth Realm?" Ning Chen asked seriously.

Hearing this, the Moonlit Tower Master narrowed his eyes. After a moment, he replied, "Perhaps it does, perhaps it does not. It is still too early for you to ask