The walk through the palace was long, yet Ling Yu's stride did not falter. Her mind was already working, weaving together threads of diplomacy and strategy. She was not merely shielding a prince. She was shaping the future.
The Eastern lands that were once fractured, unstable, and barren were now brimming with life thanks to her effort, and now the dogs who were hungry for money wanted to take over the ownership immediately.
But what they didn't know was that Ling Yu had prepared a trap that they were trying to step into willingly.
With Nie Ziyu under her protection and the compensation she was about to receive, she now held a piece of the game that none would expect.
When she entered Emperor Jiang's office, the air thick with incense and the weight of authority, she did not bow in subservience. Instead, she met his gaze with a calm, unyielding poise.
