Even on someone else's turf, Ye Liuyun is not someone afraid of trouble. As he often says, his hard work cultivating wasn't meant for enduring grievances.
The only thing he needs to consider is whether killing the opponent will lead to complications.
Rather than pondering if he can make a move.
...
"Your... your highness!"
The palace maid returned to the carriage, still showing signs of panic, her face reflecting lingering fear.
Inside the carriage.
Several handmaids were attending to Yan Huilan, helping her with her makeup and attire.
The princess was getting married.
Besides her personal maids, she naturally brought along many handmaids responsible for her daily needs.
"What happened?"
Admiring herself in the copper mirror, Yan Huilan was confident and pleased with her reflection.
In a place like Xihe, due to cultural reasons, there are few gentle-spirited women. Someone like herself would undoubtedly catch the Xihe emperor's eye instantly and captivate him.
