He gritted his teeth, his voice breaking involuntarily, bowing to the ground: "Fang family’s lady is gracious and prestigious, deserving of someone who could be a life-long support. Your brother has a strange temperament, I truly do not like to be close to another. The matter of marriage… Royal Brother, please never mention it again."

Li Feng said in astonishment, "What are you saying? You are a prince, how could there be such a thing as never getting married in your whole life?"

Chang Geng said expressionlessly, "Then Your Majesty might as well take back my royal status and let me wander the pugilist world with the monks?”

Li Feng: "..."

Although Yan Wang appeared bright, big-hearted, knowledgeable, and reasonable, in truth, he had a big petty temper. Moreover, when throwing a fit, he did not cook up a storm either, he had but one sentence: "I am abandoning my duty, find whoever else as you please.”

Li Feng was powerless with him, instantly growing furious and ordering Yan Wang to get out. Yan Wang did not say more either, obediently getting away at once.

A keen servant slowly ran up to him and asked, "Your Highness, do you want to go back to the Grand Council?"

Yan Wang did not necessarily go home for ten days to half a month. He almost lived in the Grand Council.

Chang Geng stopped for a moment, his focus scattered, seemingly standing in a daze in one place. The servant did not dare to disturb him, staying on one side silently.

"... No," Chang Geng whispered. "Go home.”

The old scars on Chang Geng's body, even Gu Yun had never seen them, he thought it would be a period of time that could not be touched. Unexpectedly today, it had turned out to be a tool for him to stall with Li Feng.

The carriage rumbled across the broad and all-rounded bluestone road of the capital. Chang Geng, who closed his eyes to rest, suddenly opened them.

One day, these things would come to a point of being irremediable.

Someday he would use any means, even more than he did now.

But he always felt his heart was not uncomfortable, because each step he took was his own decision, he had long thought about it carefully, there was no regret.

All the way back to the cold and quiet Marquis' Manor, he did not disturb anyone, nor did he eat anything, going directly to Gu Yun's incomparably clean and simple bedroom to lie down, closing his eyes. It was as if the light medicinal fragrance was still lingering on the blanket.

More than half a month later, after numerous wrangling arguments in the court, Emperor Long An finally rejected Yan Wang’s absurd proposal that the first people who bought the Feng Huo tickets should have official positions and ranks according to the amount of money they spent.