"How is that possible?"

Jiang Shuyue stared wide-eyed in disbelief, her gaze fixed on Xiao Jingzhao's face, trying to find any flaws in his lie.

Xiao Jingzhao stepped forward, his gaze falling on Jiang Shuyue's neck.

"It is absolutely true. My word is law, how could I lie? When the prince of Liang disappeared, he had a jade pendant on him, with a crescent moon carved on it. The jade was warm and smooth to the touch, it was no ordinary jade pendant."

Jiang Shuyue subconsciously raised her hand to touch her neck.

She took a step back and said, "So what? I'm already engaged to him. I don't care who he is."

"But I care. Without you by my side, life would be bland and tasteless. I can't live without you every year. I think you wouldn't want to be separated from me by thousands of miles, longing for each other under the moon."

Xiao Jingzhao's words were sincere and heartfelt, each one filled with deep emotion.

Jiang Shuyue wasn't buying it. It was probably true that Nangong Zeyue was a prince of Liang, but she and Nangong Zeyue shared similar interests, understood each other, and had the same values.

In this damned patriarchal era, Nangong Zeyue was the brightest light in her heart.

Jiang Shuyue was reluctant to let go like this, and she wanted to make efforts to help the two of them get married.

She looked up to meet Xiao Jingzhao's gaze. "I can take Sui Sui to Liang Kingdom, and have someone send him back to Wanling for a short stay every year."

"How can I allow my son to recognize another man as his father? If that happens, I, Wanling, will send a large army to the border and raze the Liang Kingdom to the ground!"

Xiao Jingzhao's words exploded like thunder in her ears, and Jiang Shuyue was startled, suddenly remembering Master Huiyuan's Zen saying.