As soon as Marquis Wuding finished speaking, he saw Yang Shuhuan's eyes filled with joy and anticipation. Even Shen Jia, who was standing to the side, ran over and tugged at Shen Yun's sleeve.

"Brother, Uncle Yang is asking you a question, answer it quickly..."

Shen Yun rolled his eyes at Shen Jia, his expression slightly surprised. He didn't want to close his own back door like that.

The position of mistress of the General's Mansion will always belong to Ningyin.

Even if Yang Shuhuan has made some sacrifices for herself, she is not worthy of the position of mistress.

But right now, he still needs to rely on Marquis Wuding and the Second Prince, so he can't afford to offend them.

Shen Yun quickly came up with a solution, and his face immediately lit up with a smile.

“Uncle, Huan’er is naturally the best match, but now I, Shen Yun, have nothing, and I am afraid that it would be unfair to her. I want to wait until I have made meritorious contributions again before I can marry Huan’er in a grand manner. At that time, I will definitely win an imperial title for Huan’er.”

As Shen Yun spoke, he looked at Yang Shuhuan with deep affection. He was naturally willing to marry her, but not everyone who marries into a family is a mistress; she could also be a concubine.

He's deliberately being vague now, just to give people something to look forward to. Once he regains power, Yang Shuhuan won't have a choice, whether she wants to or not.

He was a war god, revered by thousands. Even being his concubine would be a glorious thing for the family.

When Marquis Wuding heard that Shen Yun was so determined and courageous, he cast an approving glance at him.

He stroked his beard and nodded, agreeing with Shen Yun's assessment.

Now he has nothing, and his daughter will not only be ridiculed by others after marrying into the family, but his colleagues will also look down on him.

But if Shen Yun were to achieve merit and then marry his daughter in a grand ceremony, and his daughter were to be granted an imperial title, he would be even more splendid.

He had seen all of Shen Yun's previous achievements.

He has a bright future ahead of him, but Xiao Xuan doesn't know how to cherish it.

“Nephew, you have lofty ambitions, and as your elders, we will naturally support you wholeheartedly. Just follow the Second Prince closely, and I believe you will rise to prominence in no time.”

Yang Shuhuan finally felt much more at ease, wrapped her arms around Shen Yun's arm, and rested her head on Shen Yun's shoulder.

“Father, don’t you know how capable Brother Yun is? Whoever he follows is bound to prosper.”

Yang Shuhuan was now overwhelmed with joy and thought that Shen Yun hadn't agreed to marry her immediately because he was thinking of her.

She is still young and can wait. When the second prince sits on the throne, it will be the time for her to have a grand wedding.

…

Princess's Martial Arts Ground

Her long hair, tied high with a jade crown, danced in the wind, and amidst the flying dust, Chongning's longsword flashed with a cold light.

Her fitted black robe accentuated her striking and heroic air.

With nimble footwork, the sword hilt spun in his hand, forcing Duan Li to retreat repeatedly.

After several rounds, Duan Li was covered in sweat.

"Duan Li, your skills have deteriorated. Have you become complacent after not being on the battlefield for so long?"

Chongning chuckled softly, deftly sheathed her longsword, and casually took the handkerchief handed to her by the maid to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

“My lord, I do indeed miss the days in the army. Life is far too leisurely now…”

"What, so eager to go to the battlefield?"

After wiping away her sweat, Chongning tossed the handkerchief into the tray and turned to change her clothes, but then she heard applause coming from not far behind her.

"Sister Chongning, what excellent swordsmanship! You are even more imposing than Mulan!"

Upon hearing the sound, Chongning and Duanli turned around and saw Li Chengyan smiling broadly.

Li Chengyan was never as obsequious to anyone else as he was to Chongning.

After saying that, he jogged over and gave the person a deep bow.

Li Chengyan's peach blossom eyes were fixed on Chongning, unwilling to look away. In just a few months, she had become even more majestic and domineering.

My heart started pounding, and even my breathing became rapid.

"Li Chengyan, what brings you to my humble abode? How is Xiao Xuan doing lately?"

"His Highness is doing very well... Why doesn't Sister Chongning ask how I am doing? Oh, I'm so sad."

Li Chengyan feigned sadness, especially when he said "very well," as if he was feeling very unbalanced.

Now Xiao Xuan has found someone he loves, and even Qingying, who is by his side, has begun to experience love.

I am all alone, wandering aimlessly in this world.

Even though she has someone she loves, she can only watch longingly from afar.

Thinking of these things, his lamentation deepened.

Following Chongning to the dining hall, the servants had already prepared breakfast.

"Alright, stop looking so glum. Anyone who didn't know better would think I'm being unfair. Sit down and eat."

Chongning chuckled softly and waved to Li Chengyan.

Upon hearing this, Li Chengyan immediately lifted his robe and sat down opposite him.

A face that looked almost otherworldly, yet its smile was so worthless.

"Oh, thank you, Sister Chongning..."

"Sister, you look even more beautiful lately! What's your beauty regimen? Teach me!"

As Li Chengyan spoke, he picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a crystal dumpling, and popped it into his mouth, chewing it roughly a few times.

She couldn't wait to ask again, "Sister, I just heard you talking about going to the battlefield. Have you ever considered taking command of the army again?"

Chongning lowered his eyes and did not reply immediately, but his eyes were somewhat dark.