Since the engagement was already announced to the public, then would she be able to at least live calmly for a while?
She found this person really surprising.
Then she saw the conversation that Shuang Er reported between her and Chen Chang Sheng.
She put her hands behind her back and looked towards the direction of the capital again. She was wordless for a very long time.
“I suddenly remembered…when I was eleven, I had secretly written a letter, and let you take it to Xi Ning.”
White Crane nodded; that was the last time it went to Xi Ning. In the entire Dong Yu General’s Mansion, no one knew.
“I think I said in the letter, I won’t marry him.”
“He didn’t write anything to object, so what is he insisting now?”
What Chen Chang Sheng insisted was never the marriage. Besides his master or senior in the old temple in Xi Ning, in this world, only the black dragon in the dimension under the royal court knew. Of course, he didn’t know that the middle aged woman he met by the lake also knew.
For that thing, he even discarded his habit of sleeping and waking up early. He used the entire night to meditate and absorb starlight to purify. Although it seems like he couldn’t proceed, he would never give up trying until the last moments of his life.
In the early morning, he woke up in the library.
Like yesterday, he was awoken by loud noises.
A terrifying huge sound came from the front of the Tradition Academy.
He pushed up the door of the library and went there with Tang Thirty Si and Xuan Yuan Po.
The Tradition Academy’s door was broken.
The Tradition Academy’s door was broken by someone.
The door that was just cleaned up a few months before, fell as a wagon bumped against it.
Wooden fragments and rocks were all over the ground. It looked very pitiful.
A horse fell on the wet floor, opened up its blank eyes, and pedaled slightly with its hoofs.
The dust gradually settled down.
Around ten rides appeared outside the Tradition Academy.
The riders were dressed in fine clothes and had well-groomed horses.
The horses were not common.
The knights looked cold, obviously they were not commoners.
A young knight, looking at the broken door said expressionlessly, “What’s the point for this old, broken yard continue to exist?”