The war chariot bearing Great Qi's Marquis of Bowang left the Dragon Palace and flew through the sky. Riding clouds and driving mist, it projected an imposing majesty.
Leading the way ahead was the Seven-Colored Flag Cloud Carriage of the High Heaven Pavilion's young pavilion master, trailing a thousand auspicious hues and radiating boundless splendor.
With Li Fengyao beside him, Chongxuan Sheng could not lounge about as he usually did. He sat slightly reclined within the carriage, casually flipping through a dossier in his hand. His gaze passed through the lifted front curtain and glanced at the flag cloud carriage ahead. "That is Jiang Green Sheep's Qiao Yanjun, is she not? I've long heard of her but never met her. Why isn't Sister Li riding with her? Aren't you going to observe her a little more?"
Li Fengyao sat upright, her beautiful eyes frosty. "She could not be better. There is nothing to observe. I would rather ask you... Jiang Wang's action this time came so suddenly. Is he planning to bear everything himself?"
"It was not sudden." Chongxuan Sheng said. "He has waited for this day for many years, and prepared for it for many years as well."
Li Fengyao turned her eyes to him. "Answer my question."
Chongxuan Sheng was silent for a moment. "I will not let him do that."
"But you cannot stop him either. Can you?"
Chongxuan Sheng helplessly spread his hands. "I can't stop him, so I can only cooperate."
Li Fengyao's gaze fell on the dossier. "What is this?"
Even as she asked, she had naturally taken the dossier from him. Her cool brows drew together slightly. "Liu Yi'an? Who is that?"
Chongxuan Sheng answered offhandedly, "Maple Forest City's second-to-last City Lord. After the Maple Forest City incident, he wept at the Zhuang