Shangguan Yunying couldn't help feeling worried and uncertain.
He said she was the one he liked the most.
He said forever.
He kissed her.
Then he left.
To find Her Highness.
She originally wanted to ask a question.
She wanted to ask if he would take her after his Dao heart was stabilized.
But Gu Chengyin left so quickly, as if he was afraid she would ask the question.
Shangguan Yunying slowly retracted her fingers one by one and let them hang by her side.
Her gaze fell on the closed door, on the golden line squeezing in through the crack of the door.
On the figure that had already left.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind.
This thought came without warning, like a bolt of lightning splitting the gloomy sky and illuminating all the darkness.
Shangguan Yunying's pupils contracted, her breathing stopped for a moment, and even her fingers froze instantly.
Since Lin Qingyan could stun Gu Chengyin.
Then...
Could she do it too?
Shangguan Yunying's heart suddenly raced.
It wasn't the kind of racing heart when she was kissed dizzy just now, but the kind of acceleration mixed with excitement and nervousness after discovering a certain possibility.
Her fingers curled up in her sleeve, then relaxed, and then curled up again.
Lin Qingyan's mental method was the Nine - Heavens Thunder Summoning Art.
It was the sect - protecting technique of the Celestial Master Mansion, famous for its thunder power.
It was indeed not difficult for Lin Qingyan, who was invincible at the Golden Core realm, to stun a cultivator at the peak of the Foundation - Building realm.
But what about her, Shangguan Yunying?
She didn't know the Nine - Heavens Thunder Summoning Art. She practiced the Azure Cloud Art taught by Gu Chengyin, and she didn't have the strength of the Golden Core realm either.
Moreover, Gu Chengyin also practiced the Azure Cloud Art, and his cultivation was higher than hers.
So, from the perspective of personal strength, she couldn't stun Gu Chengyin like Lin Qingyan.
But she had something else.
For example... money.
In the Divine Capital, she was the chief female official of Luo Zhao and the daughter of Shangguan Yuan, a cabinet elder.
But in the Luo Capital, she was the young mistress of the Shangguan family, which was extremely wealthy.
Although Shangguan Yunying had never shown this aspect.
It didn't mean she didn't have her own unique advantages.
Perhaps in the cultivation world, money didn't mean much.
But who said there weren't rare treasures from heaven and earth, spirit stones, and cultivation techniques among this money?
Wherever there were people, there were industries of the Shangguan family.
The cultivation world was no exception.
So, as long as the money was right, countless unorthodox methods and even special magic treasures would be sent to her.
If not, it just meant the money offered wasn't enough.
Note that the money here didn't refer to gold and silver.
So, even though Shangguan Yunying didn't have Lin Qingyan's strength.
She could still find a way or a magic treasure to stun Gu Chengyin.
The only difference was when and where to use it.
No.
Shangguan Yunying shook her head vigorously, trying to shake this thought out of her mind.
What was she thinking?
Gu Chengyin was still concerned about her unstable Dao heart just now.
And here she was thinking about how to stun him.
Wasn't this the same as going crazy in cultivation?
But...
This thought was like a seed buried in the soil. Although it was forcibly pressed down.
Its roots had quietly penetrated into the soil, growing slowly and silently where no one could see.
Gu Chengyin came out of the small room and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
Although the method was a bit shady, at least he had temporarily stabilized Shangguan Yunying.
He mentally reviewed what he had done just now.
Every step was on the edge of a knife. A slight deviation would lead to eternal damnation.
Fortunately, the result was quite satisfactory. Shangguan Yunying's emotions were stabilized, and so was her Dao heart.
As Gu Chengyin walked towards the main hall, he mentally put the two women on a balance and weighed them.
Putting other things aside, Shangguan Yunying was indeed the one he liked the most.
This wasn't a perfunctory or comforting statement, but a fact.
There was a natural, unpretentious gentleness and tenderness in Shangguan Yunying.
She was like a jade stone washed by a mountain stream for thousands of years, with a gentle surface and a transparent interior.
She didn't need to do anything deliberately. As long as she stood there quietly, looking at him with that gentle and tender gaze, he would feel comfortable.
Shangguan Yunying obeyed him not because he asked her to, but because of her nature.
She was like a vine that naturally knew where to climb without anyone telling her.
And what about Lin Qingyan?
Gu Chengyin's steps paused slightly.
Lin Qingyan was the most important person to him.
He had never wavered in this positioning.
Although Lin Qingyan was more powerful and had a higher status, this woman's personality was too arrogant.
This arrogance came from the very core of her being.
It was the kind of arrogance that wanted to write "Invincible Under Heaven" on her face.
Moreover, Lin Qingyan always liked to take the initiative to cause trouble. Every time, it was she who made the first move, and every time, it was she who took the initiative.
Every time, she forced him into a corner, forcing him to fight back.
Although Lin Qingyan had become much more obedient after many "lessons",
Gu Chengyin knew that the things deep in her bones couldn't be changed.
Lin Qingyan was still Lin Qingyan.
She could be defeated miserably in the game and cry for mercy.
But as long as she had some time to recover, even just one morning.
She could rally her forces and come back again.
So, Lin Qingyan was the most important person.
Not the one he liked the most, but the most important one.
Gu Chengyin clearly distinguished the difference between these two words.
Liking followed one's heart. Where the heart leaned, the liking went.
And being important was engraved in the soul. It was a choice after weighing the pros and cons.
It was the foundation that wouldn't waver no matter how the heart leaned.
Was there any problem with this?
No.
Moreover, just from the perspective of interests.
Shangguan Yunying's importance was on par with Lin Qingyan's.
Gu Chengyin stepped onto the steps, crossed the threshold, and his gaze fell on the figure behind the long table.
Luo Zhao was lowering her head to read memorials.
She had changed into the regular clothes of the crown prince. There were phoenix patterns embroidered on the black robe, and her hair was neatly combed.
There were several stacks of memorials on the table, and she had been reading the one that was spread out for a long time.
Putting other things aside, this Crown Prince was quite charming.
At least in official business, she had never slackened the slightest bit.
Since taking over the Ministry of Personnel just over a month ago.
Luo Zhao had not only appeased the panicked Ministry of Personnel but also handled various matters in an orderly manner.
Those who should stay stayed, those who should be transferred were transferred, those who should be promoted were promoted, and those who should be demoted were demoted.
Every personnel appointment was well - founded, and everyone in the court praised her.
But in Gu Chengyin's eyes, Luo Zhao was charming simply because she was good - looking.
As for managing the Ministry of Personnel, wasn't this what she should do?
As the crown prince, this was the most basic ability and accomplishment.
If Luo Zhao couldn't even handle this well, he would have to consider hypnotizing her again.
A crown prince who couldn't even manage the Ministry of Personnel, how could she manage the entire Great Luo in the future?
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
