Wang Shouzhe had to admit that he got along well with Prince Anjun, and they shared similar views and ideas, making them quite like-minded.

Night gradually descended into darkness.

The drowsy Wu Dianshan couldn’t hold it any longer and coughed to remind them, "Mingyuan, Shouzhe. If you want to chat idly, do it later. Today we meet here to discuss matters concerning the younger generation."

In the corner.

Wang Anye and Wu Yiluo had already been unable to squat any longer and had resorted to lying on the ground playing with ants. Every moment was a torture for them...

Ah~ The adults are too long-winded. They didn’t dare to leave, nor did they dare to speak up. It was frustrating.

Upon hearing Wu Dianshan’s words, the two little ones didn’t think much about it and just nodded their little heads in agreement. Whatever it was, get it over with today!

Wang Shouzhe glanced at Liua Ruolan, who slowly nodded as well.

Then, Wang Shouzhe looked at the two little ones filled with hope, and finally turned to Prince Anjun, "Prince Mingyuan, I think Anye and Yiluo truly make a perfect pair, matching in both talent and beauty, and are quite fond of each other. After they marry in the future, they will surely love each other and support each other throughout their lives. Let’s talk about their marriage, shall we?"

Prince Anjun was delighted internally, but on the surface, he solemnly nodded and promised, "I think they do like each other very much, so let’s have a good discussion."

"What? Like each other?"

The two little ones widened their four eyes simultaneously, then exchanged a glance, their innocent big eyes blinking with question marks on their foreheads.

Love each other? Support each other? How did the adults see that?

...

How the marriage discussion went is not mentioned.

At the start of the marriage discussion, the two little ones were already sent away, and even Wu Dianshan soon left, leaving few to know the specifics of the discussion process.

Others only knew that this discussion lasted for several days.

During this period, Princess Consort Gongye Qingrui several times flipped tables and left, and several times, a cold and stern atmosphere emanated from the room, forcing Prince Anjun and Wang Shouzhe to escape in disarray.

In short, it was all quite thrilling.

It wasn’t until several days later, when the marriage was finally settled, that Prince Anjun and his wife left the Qingluo Guard, satisfied, taking Wu Yiluo with them.

Qingluo Guard.

In the study of the City Guardian’s Mansion.

After Prince Anjun and his wife left, Wang Shouzhe appropriated this study.

In the light of the Fluorescent Stone Spirit Lamp, Wang Shouzhe was writing a letter with a serious expression, while his eldest son Wang Zong’an stood by his side, hands hanging down, not looking off in any direction, completely motionless.

After a long time, Wang Shouzhe finally finished writing the letter, let it dry, then folded it carefully and placed it in an envelope, handing it to Wang Zong’an with solemnity.

His expression was serious as he instructed, "Zong’an, go to the Purple Mansion Academy and personally inform Liyao of this. Tell her..."

"The time has come, proceed as planned."

"Yes, Father." Wang Zong’an’s body trembled slightly and uncontrollably but then returned to calm, respectfully saluting before slowly exiting the study, only then turning to leave.

By that time, the outside world had shifted from light to dark, a massive red sun hanging on the edge of the sky, dyeing the clouds in a myriad of colors.

Offshore, ships with great sails traveled back and forth in the sunset, seemingly gilded in hues of golden red.

The cries of seagulls mingled with the tide’s murmurs, coming faintly from afar, as if from another world.

Just then, a sea breeze swept by, rustling Wang Zong’an’s clothes and seemingly stirring the tangled thoughts in his mind.

He looked up at the sky and squinted ever so slightly, murmuring a phrase. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"The wind is picking up~"

...