The carriage slowly stopped before a luxurious residence. Gilded patterns adorned its vermilion gates, reflecting the sunlight with a warm, stately sheen.
Tang Shan stepped out first, followed by Xue Qinghe.
"This is my residence. I'll have someone arrange your accommodations first. In a little while, I need to go to the palace and report the results of this trip to my imperial father."
Xue Qinghe's subordinates pushed open the gates, their hinges turning with a deep, steady rumble. Two rows of soldiers in silver armor, long sabers at their waists, bowed to him from either side.
After nodding in acknowledgment, he turned to Tang Shan beside him and spoke.
Tang Shan nodded. "Your Highness, should I accompany you to the palace?"
"No need. You belong to my faction now. If my imperial father or Sect Master Ning learns of your talent, there's no telling whether you'll still be able to stay by my side."
Xue Qinghe shook his head, then continued explaining.
"Those two younger brothers of mine might not want you assisting me either. If they start scheming, it would only cause trouble."
The two walked deeper into the Prince's Residence along a bluestone path. Years of careful maintenance had left its surface clean and polished, reflecting the scenery on either side.
Carved corridors and painted beams formed an elegant arrangement.
Rock gardens and unusual stones dotted the grounds. Green vines crept through the crevices, their tips scattered with tiny flowers. Beneath the rocks, a koi pond shimmered, its water clear enough to reveal the pebbles on the bottom.
Well-trained maids in plain dresses moved through the residence with light, silent footsteps, keeping everything in impeccable order.
Xue Qinghe led Tang Shan to a small pavilion deep within the Prince's Residence, supported by dark wooden pillars.
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