The crowd was slightly surprised. Although they didn't recognize the sword, they had heard of the name "Wentian Sword," as it was the personal sword of the renowned general, the old Duke of Dingguo.
Bai Chuxiao's eyes flickered slightly as she slowly asked, "What about this one?" She had a guess in her mind, but she wasn't sure. If it really was that person's sword, then everything became rather intriguing...
Murong Cheng suddenly stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Father, is this Wushuang?"
Murong Yuan nodded, a fleeting sadness in his eyes. Murong Che and the others were still somewhat puzzled. Wushuang? Wasn't that the late Empress's? Why were all these famous swords in Grandfather's possession? Although the Murong family was very close to the old Duke of Dingguo's family, when the Qin family's incident occurred, the Murong family was already in Dingzhou. How did these two swords end up in Grandfather's hands?
Seeing the somewhat skeptical looks on everyone's faces, Murong Yuan chuckled, "Actually, there are three true peerless swords. Back when Lao Wan and I followed the old Duke Dingguo in battle, the old Duke Dingguo specially ordered someone to forge one for us brothers. Later, when the late Empress also joined the army, the old Duke Dingguo forged another identical one for her, only making slight modifications to the design to make it more suitable for women."
Bai Chuxiao and the others understood. They were familiar with their grandfather's swords, which explained the sense of familiarity they felt upon seeing them. However, their grandfather only explained the origin of the swords and didn't seem to intend to explain why these two swords were here...
Chu Tianze's expression was enigmatic. A somewhat audacious thought slowly rose in his mind, but he quickly suppressed it. After a moment's thought, he asked the question that had puzzled everyone: "Why are these two swords in General Murong's possession?"
Murong Yuan smiled faintly, "I merely collected some belongings from old friends."
Chu Tianze and Bai Chuxiao both looked somewhat somber. It seemed unlikely that recovering the belongings from what happened back then would be so easy…
Murong Yuan then said nonchalantly, "I just don't want this famous sword to be tarnished, but since it involves many people, it's not appropriate to give it to you publicly on your wedding day. You can accept it quietly today."
Seeing that he didn't want to say anything more, Chu Tianze nodded helplessly. No matter what, Wentian was undoubtedly one of the top swords in the entire world. "Then thank you very much, General Murong."
Bai Chuxiao chuckled and said, "Thank you, Grandfather." No matter how many secrets her grandfather was hiding, he wouldn't harm her. She already had the dagger, and now all she needed was a decent sword. This Wushuang was excellent, but she couldn't use it easily...
Murong Cheng frowned slightly. Collecting relics of deceased friends was nothing unusual, but why had his father kept it a secret even from him and his elder brother, his own sons? His suspicions were no less than those of the Prince of Yan, but he couldn't ask in public. He could only speak slowly, "Father, you and Che'er and Shuo'er must be tired from your journey back. Why don't you rest for a while? There will be plenty of time to get together again later."
My second aunt also smiled and said, "Yes, Father, Che'er and Shuo'er, your rooms are ready."
Murong Che and Murong Shuo quickly cupped their hands in thanks, "Thank you for your trouble, Second Uncle and Second Aunt."
Murong Yuan did not refuse, but nodded with a smile. It was indeed not advisable to say too much today.
After Chu Tianze and Bai Chuxiao stepped out of the Murong family residence, they exchanged a glance and shook their heads helplessly. Today's events were indeed strange, but with their wedding approaching, they were both busy and didn't want to think about such things.
Chu Tianze didn't usually stay in the capital. His head maids and other servants remained at his residence in Yongzhou. The Prince of Yan's mansion in the capital had few maids; it was mostly staffed by soldiers and roughnecks, making it naturally difficult to handle such delicate matters as wedding arrangements.
Bai Chuxiao wasn't in much better shape. The Bai family now lacked a matriarch, and the old lady still held a grudge against her because of her grandson's affair. At her advanced age, she was unwilling to help her with anything, leaving Bai Chuxiao to handle everything herself. She couldn't rely on her two concubines. Fortunately, the head maids of Liuli Courtyard were all capable, and everything proceeded smoothly without any major problems.
In the Liuli Courtyard, Wenniang stood beside Bai Chuxiao, holding the already embroidered bright red wedding dress, and said with a smile, "Princess, please try it on."
The wedding dress was complicated to put on, so Bai Chuxiao simply spread her arms and let the maids work on it. After a while, Bai Chuxiao stood in front of a large bronze mirror, nodding in satisfaction. Wen Niang's craftsmanship was indeed excellent.
Lanxiang smiled and said, "She hasn't even had her hair done yet; she'll definitely be even more beautiful on her wedding day, Princess."
Qingzhu chuckled and said, "Of course! With a princess as beautiful as her, even the Prince of Yan wouldn't be able to take his eyes off her."
Bai Chuxiao tapped their foreheads, "You two are always so glib!"
Seeing this, Wenniang smiled and asked, "Princess, is there anything about the wedding dress that needs to be altered?"
Bai Chuxiao shook her head with a smile, "No need, Wenniang, you've done a great job. You've worked hard these past few days, Lanxiang!"
Then Lanxiang presented a money bag.
Wen Niang quickly waved her hand, "Your Highness, you mustn't do that."
Bai Chuxiao smiled slightly, "Wen Niang, please accept it without worry. This princess has always been fair in rewarding and punishing, and never mistreats those who work diligently."
Lanxiang smiled and handed the money bag forward again.
The money pouch was extremely heavy, and it was clear without even looking that the amount was considerable. Princess Changning was indeed generous, and Wenniang no longer refused, saying happily, "Thank you, Princess!"
Meanwhile, at the Prince of Yan's residence, Chu Tianze was trying on his wedding attire. Although he didn't care much about clothing, he couldn't embarrass Xiaoxiao. Although Xiaoxiao usually didn't like dressing up and seemed indifferent to appearances, he always felt that she preferred good-looking people... Of course, it could also be his imagination.
Yu Fengyang couldn't help but sneer, "The environment in the capital is truly excellent. Your Highness, a dignified seven-foot man like you is starting to care about your appearance."
Chu Tianze glared at him, "What do you know, you lonely old man!"
After trying on several outfits, Chu Tianze felt even more tired than fighting a war, and quickly waved his hand.
Mo Yan scratched his head, looking at the many clothes still left behind. "Is the prince ill? Even putting on clothes feels tiring."
Yu Fengyang grinned mischievously. "Tianze, your health isn't good... I know a legendary doctor. How about I get you some medicine?"
Chu Tianze gritted his teeth, "Yu... Feng... Yang..."
Yu Fengyang remained calm and composed, speaking without fear of death, "Oh, it's my fault too. It took me so long to discover you had this problem. Don't feel embarrassed, I understand. But if you're sick, you should get treatment sooner rather than later. As a friend, I can't bear to see you suffer the princess's disdain in the future..."
Mo Yan and Mo Wen broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this. This concerned a man's dignity, and for Young Master Yu to dare to speak to the Prince was truly a brave man. However, they couldn't help but have some doubts. The Prince had indeed been indifferent to women for decades. Could it be that he was really impotent?
A smile appeared on Chu Tianze's face as he slowly spoke, "Have you finished speaking?"
Yu Fengyang waved his folding fan and said with a smile, "Tianze, I am very pleased that you were able to listen to me calmly."
Chu Tianze smiled and nodded, "Hmm... but you'll soon find out whether I'm ill or not."
Then, screams of agony echoed from the Prince of Yan's residence.
A moment later, Yu Fengyang, lying on the ground with a bruised and swollen face, angrily said, "Chu Tianze, you're just angry and trying to kill me to silence me!"
Chu Tianze raised an eyebrow, "Alright, alright, you're right!"
Then another wail followed...
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