The Great Sheng Imperial Palace.
Inside Qingxin Hall, incense smoke curled through the air, dispelling some of the early morning chill, yet unable to drive away the growing clamor and bustle of this place.
Outside the hall, the maid Baiyue was seeing a middle-aged military commander in armor, his aura vigorous and powerful, down the steps.
The commander had a resolute face, though the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed. He gave a deep bow toward the hall, his voice brimming with barely suppressed fervor:
"Your subordinate, Wang Meng, is deeply grateful that Your Highness the Third Princess does not disdain me and is willing to let me serve like a dog or horse! I will brave fire and water, smash my body and spill my brains, without hesitation!"
Who in the entire Capital City did not know that Lord Ye, a trusted confidant under the Third Princess, had displayed tremendous might in the Southern Territory, even leaving the legendary supreme martial masters to die in bitter hatred beneath his hand?
With him backing her, Princess Ling'an would likely rise to power again and again from here on, perhaps even surpassing the Eldest Princess, who was currently blazing like the midday sun!
Wang Meng could hardly imagine that a rough military commander like himself, one who always looked before he leaped and was half a beat slow in everything, would one day be able to cling to such a legitimate member of the imperial family with limitless potential.
His fortunes had truly turned at last!
Baiyue stood straight upon the steps, her expression cool and detached. She gave a slight nod and said:
"General Wang, you flatter us. Her Highness knows you are loyal and brave. She hopes you will remain diligent in the future and not disappoint