I became a prince in a martial arts world.

Wang Yu's heart pounded wildly.

Then he saw Qianqian's jade-like hand gently resting on his chest, and her pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling yet not smiling, with curved eyebrows and eyes like autumn water.

"Hehe!" Qianqian smiled slightly, like a child who had discovered an adult's secret, or like a little fox who had stolen a grape. "Brother Yu, your heart is beating so fast!"

The biggest secret has been discovered, how could he not jump fast?

But Wang Yu remained outwardly calm, saying, "If I'm not Zhao Yu, then who is Zhao Yu?"

"I don't know either." Qianqian chuckled, then stroked Wang Yu's ear with her delicate hand. "It's neither a magic technique nor a disguise. Are there really people in the world who look exactly alike?"

Wang Yu took a step back, distancing himself slightly from Qianqian. "That only proves that I am Zhao Yu."

Qianqian stepped forward and took Wang Yu's arm. "Brother Yu, don't be afraid. It doesn't matter if you're Zhao Yu or not!"

"And it would be best if you weren't Zhao Yu, then we could cooperate." Qianqian shed her previous timid and weak demeanor, suddenly exuding charm amidst her innocence, transforming from a little white rabbit into a little fox.

"No wonder Li Yunxiu dared to come to the Northwest alone to advise the Prince of Zhenxi's Mansion. It turns out she wasn't alone after all." Qianqian also realized, "It turns out her biggest helper and backer really is the Prince of Zhenxi."

Wang Yu remained calm, holding Qianqian's hand, and said, "Husbands and wives are lifelong partners."

"Brother Yu is so gentle." Qianqian let Wang Yu hold her hand and said with a smile, "Unlike a few days ago, when you always seemed to want to devour Qianqian."

Wang Yu clicked his tongue. He was a young man full of vigor. It would be strange if he didn't have any thoughts about sleeping with Li Yunxiu, and Qianqian was so tempting and seemed powerless to resist.

But now it seems that Qianqian's chances are also over.

Wang Yu couldn't help but recall Li Yunxiu's warning to stay away from Qianqian. As expected of the top female scholar, those words weren't out of jealousy, but entirely out of public interest!

Wang Yu looked at Qianqian. If she wanted to expose him, she wouldn't have come alone. If she had brought Zhao Rong with her, he would probably have already broken down the door by now.

Recalling Zhao Rong's statement that Qianqian didn't even reveal her surname, it's clear that she had ulterior motives for coming to the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion. But how did she gain Zhao Zheng's trust and get him to stay in the manor?

If she could gain Zhao Zheng's trust, why wouldn't she inform Zhao Rong when she suspected she was a fake?

What exactly is her relationship with the Prince of Zhenxi's Mansion?

Wang Yu's mind raced. Because of Zhao Zheng's endorsement, he had previously thought that Qianqian was just a bit scheming and had a rather cunning personality, not as weak and pitiful as she seemed.

But he really didn't expect that Qianqian was not on the same side as the Prince of Zhenxi's Mansion. Even when she guessed that he was impersonating Zhao Yu, she didn't inform Zhao Rong, but came alone, wanting to use this secret to control him.

Logically, the optimal solution at present is to capture Qianqian and kill her to silence her.

However, Wang Yu did not make a move. Especially since Qianqian had witnessed him killing Naratuo and knew that he had killed Wei Honggang, she still dared to come to see him alone. He knew that she was definitely not as incapable of martial arts as she usually appeared.

Qianqian's beautiful eyes darted around, seemingly waiting for Wang Yu to make a move.

Then she heard Wang Yu say, "You're my fiancée. If I don't have feelings for you, it either proves I'm not capable as a man, or it proves you're not charming as a woman. Neither of those things seems to be favorable to you."

Qianqian was amused and laughed so hard her body was shaking.

"So, we're engaged, we're family. As the saying goes, harmony in the family brings prosperity, so husband and wife should discuss things together," Wang Yu said gently. "You can tell me whatever you need!"

"Brother Yu, you're so cute!" Qianqian almost collapsed into Wang Yu's arms with laughter, then struggled to stand up, supporting herself on Wang Yu's chest. She even gave Wang Yu's abs a hand and said softly, "I can't bear to kill you."

Wang Yu's heart skipped a beat again.

"Hehe, look how scared you are." Qianqian's lips curled up slightly. "Isn't it a common occurrence for a demonic cult member to kill people?"

Wang Yu immediately asked, "Is it the Demonic Sect or the Holy Sect?"

Qianqian asked with a smile, "Is there a difference?"

"There is a difference." Wang Yu nodded. "If it's the Holy Sect, we have a basis for cooperation. If it's the Demonic Sect, I'll have to prepare to go on the run."

Qianqian narrowed her eyes and stared at Wang Yu with a charming gaze.

Wang Yu controlled his heartbeat and looked at Qianqian calmly.

"Pfft!" Qianqian laughed again, her slender fingers tracing circles on Wang Yu's chest. Instead of answering, she asked, "Brother Yu is quite clever; how did you guess I was just bluffing?"

Wang Yu casually reached out and tapped Qianqian's fair forehead. "Because you mentioned cooperation as soon as you came in, right? Since we've already cooperated, we can't just turn our backs and kill each other right away. We have to grind the wheat properly before killing the donkey, right?"

This is just like when you tried to outwit Li Yunxiu the first time you met her; you always exposed yourself immediately. This actually serves as a reminder to those with ulterior motives to be careful in the future.

Qianqian tilted her head back three times after being tapped by Wang Yu, and couldn't help but open her beautiful eyes wide and glare at Wang Yu. You know I won't kill you, so you're getting too big for your britches, huh?

Now I'm threatening you, okay?

Qianqian pushed Wang Yu's fingers aside, "I was talking to you about the collaboration!"

"you say."

"I also need to place people in the army and the three prefectures."

"I don't care, it depends on your ability."

"What do you mean?"

"Although the three prefectures in the Northwest are under the jurisdiction of the Prince of Zhenxi's Mansion, the governance of the local areas is not something I can decide on my own. If I promote mediocre people, it may be okay once or twice, but if it happens too many times, the foundation of my rule will be shaken, and it will be useless for you to place more people there."

Look at Li Yunxiu, she is still handling political affairs to this day, without promoting or demoting any officials or placing her own people in positions of power, just so as not to give anyone cause for criticism. This does more harm than good.

So if you also have designs on the Prince of Zhenxi's mansion, then let your people demonstrate their abilities. As long as they are capable enough, promotion will be a piece of cake.

"He's already capable enough, why would he need your promotion?"

"With so many capable people, and given that everyone is roughly equal, choosing who to promote naturally requires my approval."

Seeing Qianqian's eyes change from charming to clear, Wang Yu knew that although Qianqian was cunning, her ability and experience in political affairs were obviously inferior to Li Yunxiu's.

"I understand." Qianqian nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Wang Yu, "Aren't you going to ask me about the purpose of planting people?"

Wang Yu shrugged. "Anyway, it won't be helping the imperial court."

Qianqian chuckled and asked, "Then how are you going to explain this to Li Yunxiu?"

"Why should I explain to her?" Wang Yu retorted. "My relationship with her is the same as yours; we're engaged and business partners."

Qianqian couldn't help but laugh again, then nodded seriously, and said with a half-smile, "Don't worry, as long as you cooperate obediently, I will kill Li Yunxiu after it's done and help you get rid of her control."

"Ahem!" Wang Yu coughed twice. "She's still very capable. Keeping her alive is more useful than killing her."

Qianqian narrowed her eyes slightly, then looked around twice before asking softly, "Are your parents or relatives being held in the capital? Do you want me to help you rescue them?"

Wang Yu's heart skipped a beat, then he decisively shook his head, "My mother died early, and my father just died."

Qianqian pouted, knowing that Wang Yu still didn't trust her, but it was normal for people not to trust the Demonic Sect.

Reaching out to take Wang Yu's arm, Qianqian smiled and comforted him, "Don't worry, the world is unstable now, with war raging everywhere. Maybe you'll have a chance to become emperor in the future."

Once you become emperor, who will care whether you are the real Zhao Yu? Even if you revert to your original name, it won't matter at all.

Wang Yu smiled but didn't say anything. Qianqian's words had essentially exposed their purpose once again.

Qianqian obviously realized what was happening and snorted.

Wang Yu changed the subject, "Are you a member of the Ghost Shadow faction or the Thousand Sounds faction?"

Qianqian laughed again, "You really don't know anything about the Holy Church!"

"What do you mean?" Wang Yu asked. "Aren't the Ghost Shadow Sect and the Thousand Sound Sect both branches of your Holy Sect?"

Qianqian laughed and said, "Because if you have no prejudice against the Holy Sect, you should say the Floating Light Sect and the Thousand Sound Sect. If you think we are the Demonic Sect, you should say the Ghost Shadow Sect and the Bewitching Sect."

The Floating Light Sect, named for its fleeting and elusive nature, is known for its lightning-fast movements, skill in concealment, and mastery of assassination. Its original intention was to rid the people of evil, but later, due to the unworthy actions of its disciples who committed murder, it was contemptuously renamed the Ghost Shadow Sect.

The Thousand Sounds School, whose disciples are proficient in music theory, uses music to understand the will of Heaven and perceive human nature. This is considered the great path of Heaven and humanity. However, some members use music to manipulate the seven emotions of mortals and control their minds, thus earning it the derogatory name of the Bewitching School.

Wang Yu shook his head in dissatisfaction. "Every family has a bad disciple. To tarnish the entire sect just because one bad disciple appears is going too far."

Qianqian said calmly, "Perhaps it's just because we chose the wrong side in the world's conflicts."

Wang Yu asked curiously, "But it is said that you were called the Demonic Sect two hundred years ago, yet the new dynasty has only been established for about forty years."

Qianqian's lips twitched. "That's because we also chose the wrong side last time."

Wang Yu, "..."

He suddenly realized that cooperating with Qianqian might have been a mistake. This faction seemed to be having bad luck. Wouldn't it lead him astray?

"What kind of look is that?"

Qianqian noticed the change in Wang Yu's expression, and lightly stepped on his foot. "With my help this time, the Holy Sect will definitely win!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Wang Yu nodded repeatedly.

"As a partner, I'll give you a message as a greeting gift." Qianqian casually withdrew her foot.

"What news?"

"Zhaixingzi and Zhuixingzi have taken on a disciple who has now left the mountain and is preparing to come to the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion to seek revenge and reclaim the stolen 'All Streams Return to the Source'."

Qianqian stared at Wang Yu with a smile, "Brother Yu, do you know about 'All Streams Return to Their Source'?"