"Ye, Qingzhou news" although Qingzhou and the imperial city are only two days away, the news comes every day. Every day, people in the dark will send a message to the intimate princess with flying pigeons. And this time of day is the happiest time for the prince. Every day, he carefully read the notes with only a few words.

he got up in a hurry, and without waiting for Butler Wu to say anything, he took the rolled note and looked at it carefully.

"damn Jingxuan, he pesters zhier her again." Xuanyuan Han slaps the thick mahogany table fiercely.

Jing Xuan, the richest man in Qingzhou, was the only...