My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Cheng Guang walked to the bedchamber mirror and sized himself up.

With a sword and now paired with a fan, he indeed had the appearance of a graceful young master.

Cheng Guang was quite pleased.

"Princely Heir, the meal is ready. It\'s time to eat."

Outside the room, Qing Luan\'s voice called out.

Hearing the voice, Cheng Guang pushed the door open and walked out; in the nearby pavilion, Qing Luan, dressed in a green robe with a light white sash around her waist, was bending over to place freshly stir-fried dishes onto the table.

Black Cub circled around Qing Luan, smelling the scent of the food, staring with eager dog eyes, but unable to eat, frantically jumping up and down in frustration.

Cheng Guang sat down at the table, and Qing Luan carefully handed him his bowl and chopsticks.

Cheng Guang ate only a little.

He wasn\'t particularly hungry.

The day had been mainly mentally exhausting, rather than physically.

Qing Luan asked curiously about what had happened that day.

Cheng Guang, with nothing better to do, talked to Qing Luan about the events; as she listened, she sometimes covered her red lips and chuckled, sometimes frowned in worry, and sometimes exclaimed in surprise.

It was an interesting and peaceful time.

Once the conversation came to an end and the meal was nearly finished, Qing Luan fed the remaining food to Black Cub and sat with Cheng Guang in the pavilion, sipping tea, resting a while.

Looking at the courtyard, where the noble Queen of the South Ming was staying, Qing Luan couldn\'t help but ask, "Princely Heir, what will happen to the Queen of the South Ming in the future?"

"Will you just let her stay in the Duke\'s Mansion?"

Cheng Guang glanced at the Queen of the South Ming, sipped his tea slowly, and nodded.

"I plan to do so for the time being."

"After all, the Queen of the South Ming is an incarnation of the Demon Emperor. With the issue of the crown prince already resolved, there\'s no need to let her leave Duke Zhen\'s Mansion."

"Being able to watch over her closely, if any unexpected situation arises, we can suppress it immediately here in Duke Zhen\'s Mansion, preventing any chaos."

Qing Luan nodded slightly.

At that moment, Song Yunqi\'s figure suddenly emerged from the shadows.

"Princely Heir."

Song Yunqi called out.

Cheng Guang turned his head, glanced sideways at Song Yunqi, "What is it?"

With respect, Song Yunqi lowered his head to Cheng Guang\'s gaze and said, "Princely Heir, the slave named Zhang Shunlong you ordered to be found has indeed been located."

Hearing Song Yunqi\'s words, Cheng Guang\'s eyes brightened.

He had been searching on his own before because the entire Bureau of the Lamp was busy searching for the crown prince and couldn\'t spare time to help him look for Zhang Shunlong, the future True Sun Martial God.

After he informed Cheng Zhihai that the King of South Ming was the crown prince, the Bureau of the Lamp had some spare hands; he then asked Song Yunqi to help him search for Zhang Shunlong.

For days on end, there had been no news. Continue your saga on m|v-l\'e-NovelBin

Cheng Guang had already begun to lose hope and was considering organizing a search team himself after the South Ming king\'s issue was resolved.

But unexpectedly, just as the matter with the South Ming king concluded, Song Yunqi brought back good news.

"Well done. Where is he?"

Song Yunqi replied with respect, "Princely Heir, this Zhang Shunlong is in Ping\'an County near the Capital city, as a slave, but..."

At this point, Song Yunqi\'s expression became somewhat strange.

"It\'s just that this Zhang Shunlong doesn\'t seem to be an ordinary slave."

Hearing this, Cheng Guang couldn\'t help but lift his gaze.

"Not an ordinary slave?"

"What do you mean?"

Before Song Yunqi could reply, Cheng Guang, recalling the information from the system task prompt, clicked his tongue.

Could it be that Zhang Shunlong had already had a sudden enlightenment?

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