Restaurant.
The shopkeeper and the waiter stood at the door, constantly peeking out and dripping with cold sweat.
"Why hasn’t Madam Boss returned yet?"
"If I’d known, I would have gone with Madam Boss. What do we do now? She went out to buy a red candle, but why hasn’t she co back yet?"
Both were anxious and restless.
With the wedding imminent, the newlywed Madam disappeared after stepping out once. The two stood at the door, filled with regret, wishing they had insisted on accompanying her.
*
At this mont, Ji Xiaoyuan received a secret letter from his subordinate.
The candlelight flickered, reflecting the sharpness of his brows and eyes. His fingertips brushed across the page’s edge, smoothing the layers of creases on it, yet he didn’t unfold it.
Investigating Su Zhiruan’s identity was sothing he had ordered long ago. Although he had retired from his military duties, the vigilance honed from years of battle wouldn’t allow him to completely trust a stranger.
But during this ti of getting along, he gradually let go of his guard. Even on the eve of their wedding, he had almost forgotten that he had ordered an investigation on her.
Ji Xiaoyuan, having lived for over twenty years, loathed war and yearned for a carefree rural life. Yet, he had never thought of marrying and having children, since having a weakness ant being constrained.
But now, he was willing to step into marriage, wanting to wed the person he cherished, and be lonely no more.
The spy seed to sense his hesitation, took half a step out of the shadows, and whispered, "My lord—"
Ji Xiaoyuan gave an almost imperceptible nod and opened the secret letter.
Only one lamp was lit in the room, and when his movent created a draft, the bean-sized candlelight flickered violently before quickly becoming still.
The room was silent, with only the sound of soft, fluctuating breathing.
It went from drawn-out to suddenly hurried.
The secret letter Ji Xiaoyuan unfolded listed all the information about his newlywed wife—
Su Zhiruan—
Princess Jialan of the Wan Dynasty!
In an instant, like a breeze turning into a storm, one couldn’t fathom the thoughts of those swaying in the wind and rain. At this mont, Ji Xiaoyuan stood amidst the storm.
The spy, hidden completely in the shadows, understood his current state of mind. The Dynasty Regent King and Princess Jialan from the Wan Dynasty had a marriage alliance to foster friendly relations between nations and ensure a century of peace.
Even though the Regent King and Princess Jialan had never t or spoken, Su Zhiruan and Ji Xiaoyuan encountered each other by chance and were on the verge of marrying.
A fated union that could not be undone.
She was ant to be his wife.
After a long ti, the spy heard that the Regent King’s mood had cald considerably.
Ji Xiaoyuan never expected that his newlywed wife would actually be Princess Jialan, with whom the Wan Dynasty had a marriage alliance.
He raised the secret letter, burning it to ashes over the lamp, then swiftly stood up, preparing to return and find Su Zhiruan.
"Sothing’s wrong, sothing’s wrong—"
A panicked voice suddenly called out, reaching their ears before the person did.
"Madam is missing!!" The shopkeeper hurriedly reported the situation upon seeing Ji Xiaoyuan.
...
Ji Xiaoyuan picked up the wrapped red candle and flint from the ground, his expression growing increasingly somber.
"Investigate."
The man’s brow twitched heavily, and amidst his racing thoughts, countless chilling ideas surged through his mind.
Anyone able to snatch soone near the restaurant was certainly no ordinary person.
Those with a reason to forcibly take soone must surely know that Su Zhiruan was Princess Jialan. If the Wang Dynasty had sent people for her, they’d have to pass through him first. Therefore, there’s only one possibility—
Wan Dynasty.
A heavy weight hung in Ji Xiaoyuan’s heart, his brows deeply furrowed. He clutched the wrapped thread tightly, his heart filled with endless worries. Thousand threads of concern were tied to Su Zhiruan, leaving no room for anything else.
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