In any case, Song Lianhe was in a good mood, and everything seemed pleasant to her.
After stepping out of the carriage, she hummed a song the entire way back.
Zhou Cangyan walked behind her. It was rare to see her skipping about like a child, and he seemed to catch some of her joy. The tense expression he usually wore couldn't help but soften.
"Tsk, she really is carefree, isn't she? But Master, how could you trade away your military authority?"
The Shadow Guard, living up to his name, appeared like a shadow from the shade of the palace walls.
He walked with his sword in his arms, still chattering away. "He was already wary of you, and now this is just great. You've even snatched his son's intended Princess Consort... Isn't this just hanging a sword over your own neck?"
Zhou Cangyan stopped abruptly, a hint of encouragement in his eyes as he looked at the guard.
"Why don't you be the master, then?"
"...This subordinate was wrong."
