Time Manipulating System

Chapter 125

Chapter 125

On the other side sat Gu Yang.

Chu Liuyun and Li Tianming stood quietly nearby.

Though Gu Yang invited them to sit, they dared not.

This was the sovereign of Chu—how could they presume equality?

Standing felt safer.

Chu Liuyun marveled inwardly.

The Emperor of Chu was a figure he had only ever heard of, never seen.

Now, thanks to Gu Yang, he stood in the Emperor’s presence.

All because of Gu Yang…

Gu Yang turned to the Emperor, puzzled.

“Your Majesty, that elder?”

He remembered the black-robed old man who had accompanied the Emperor earlier.

The Emperor smiled.

“He had matters to attend to, so he left.”

In truth, the Emperor himself was astonished.

His uncle had always been proud, yet Gu Yang’s talent and comprehension had shaken him deeply.

So much so that he skipped the banquet entirely.

But that mattered little—the banquet’s true focus was Gu Yang.

After rounds of wine and dishes, the Emperor’s face flushed, his eyes gleaming.

“Gu Yang, besides helping you this time, I came for another matter.”

He even replaced the imperial ‘Zhen’ with the humble ‘I’.

Chu Ling’er’s cheeks flushed, as if she already knew what he would say.

“Oh?” Gu Yang raised a brow, curious.

“Does it concern me?”

The Emperor nodded.

“Of course it concerns you.”

He signaled with his eyes, and Chu Liuyun and Li Tianming wisely withdrew.

Only three remained in the room.

The Emperor asked slowly, “Gu Yang, what do you think of Ling’er?”

He gestured toward the princess, who lowered her head, her face crimson.

Gu Yang froze.

“Uh…”

He hadn’t expected such a question.

He studied Ling’er carefully.

As the Seventh Princess of Chu, her bearing was refined, her beauty striking, her figure graceful—though she blushed often, perhaps too easily.

“She’s quite good,” Gu Yang nodded.

He did hold some goodwill toward her.

When Xia Pingyi attacked him, Ling’er had spoken out immediately.

That memory lingered.

But beyond that, they had barely spoken.

“Quite good?” The Emperor’s eyes lit up.

Promising!

He pressed further.

“In that case… if I were to betroth Ling’er to you, would you accept?”

“Betroth?” Gu Yang was stunned.

He hadn’t expected such a proposal.

Ling’er was indeed beautiful, the type he favored.

But wasn’t this a bit sudden?

Ling’er lowered her head, cheeks aflame, sneaking glances at Gu Yang.

When she saw hesitation on his face, disappointment flickered across hers.

Does he not want me…?

The Emperor quickly explained.

“Gu Yang, don’t misunderstand. Though I say betroth, I’m not selling my daughter to win you over. Matters of the heart must be mutual.”

Gu Yang blinked.

So… the Seventh Princess liked him?

He hadn’t noticed at all.

He had focused solely on cultivation, never on her.

But thinking back, she often stole glances at him.

He had thought something was on his face—turns out, it was affection.

Gu Yang realized.

The Emperor leaned close, whispering.

“There’s another secret. Ling’er possesses a special constitution—the Yin Spirit Body.

When she comes of age and unites with her partner… it can enhance his innate talent and foundation.”

Gu Yang’s expression turned odd.

Good heavens… that’s a lot to take in. The Seventh Princess of Chu has the Yin Spirit Body? And its effect… well, that’s rather unconventional. To improve talent through… that?

Ling’er noticed his strange look.

“Father, what are you whispering to Gu Yang?”

The Emperor coughed.

“Nothing, nothing.” He waved it off with a smile, then looked at Gu Yang.

“So, Gu Yang, what do you think? Rest assured, I won’t force you. Whatever you decide, I’ll respect it.”

Gu Yang chuckled.

Since the Emperor spoke so openly, and Ling’er herself liked him, what reason did he have to refuse?

“Then I thank Your Majesty for granting this.” He bowed slightly.

The Emperor’s face lit with joy.

“You agreed?”

“Your Majesty has spoken so sincerely. How could I refuse?”

Gu Yang was no rigid gentleman.

A fair maiden was meant for a worthy man.

Ling’er’s beauty and grace matched his taste.

Most importantly, she liked him.

There was no reason to decline.

Ling’er, who had been crestfallen, lifted her head.

Her delicate face shone with delight.

Gu Yang… agreed!?

Swish!

Unable to contain her joy, Ling’er rushed to Gu Yang’s side.

Her warm lips brushed his cheek lightly.

Then, blushing so fiercely her neck turned red, she darted back to her seat and lowered her head.

Gu Yang blinked in surprise.

The Emperor paused, then burst into hearty laughter.

“Hahaha! Excellent, excellent!”

“Come, Gu Yang. From now on, you and I are family!”

He raised his cup.

Gu Yang lifted his own, clinked it against the Emperor’s, and together they drank it dry.