Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

As the sun rose high in the east, a warm glow illuminated the entire Jiang family compound, and the faint sounds of roosters crowing could be heard from the horizon.

Jiang Yueming opened his eyes, and an angry little face suddenly came into view. Before he could react, a deafening thunderclap rang in his ears.

"Jiang Yueming! Get up right now!"

"Go take a shower quickly! Change your clothes! We still need to go to the Zhang family later for the traditional marriage ceremony."

The sound, like a shrew's roar, stung Jiang Yueming's ears. He instinctively stood up, looked at the maid in front of him, and gestured with his lips.

The maid was dressed in a light green dress, holding a bright red wedding gown in her hand, her impatience evident in her eyes.

This is the same maid who summoned him to the council hall earlier!

"What are you looking at! I'm so unlucky, I've been assigned to serve you again!"

The maid in green noticed Jiang Yueming's gaze sweeping over her, and a surge of anger rose within her. She urged him on.

Jiang Yueming shrugged helplessly, not wanting to make things difficult for her, so he had no choice but to do as she said.

"Huh? That's strange. Why do I smell nice?"

Jiang Yueming walked forward, and inadvertently caught a whiff of a delicate fragrance from her wrist, causing her to mutter to herself in confusion.

He glanced discreetly at the maid beside him, and seeing that she was still angry, he took a small step and cautiously moved closer to her.

"Hey, what do you want?"

The maid in green glanced at Jiang Yueming's lewd behavior, immediately put a few steps away from him, and asked.

Jiang Yueming scratched his head awkwardly and laughed, "I just wanted to see if my wedding dress looks good."

The examination is complete; the scent on her wrist does not belong to her.

"snort!"

The maid in green rolled her eyes at him but didn't say anything, and continued to lead him to the bathing room.

……

The Zhang family.

Lobby.

Zhang Yuan sat in the high seat, while the elders on either side remained silent and solemn.

He looked calmly at Zhang Yuqian below, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and waited for her to speak.

Below the hall, Zhang Yuqian was dressed in a white brocade robe, her jet-black hair tied in a high ponytail, with a strand of hair falling between her foreheads, and her eyes and brows exuding a heroic spirit.

At this moment, she was holding a yellow document in her hand, examining it carefully, but her eyes were slowly turning cold.

That was the imperial edict issued to her by the court, with a single character written on it.

Considering your arduous service guarding the border and the fact that you often cannot return home throughout the year, this imperial edict is hereby issued to appoint you as the Magistrate of Pingjing within the Passes and to bestow upon you the title of Marquis of Dizhou and Marquis of Pingjing. This is hereby decreed.

Zhang Yuqian stared at the imperial edict, a feeling of indignation welling up inside her.

Hmph, the Pingjing magistrate?

The Zhang family is located in Pingjing City. Is this the king's will, or the will of the current head of the Zhang family?

It is obvious.

"Yuqian, from now on you won't have to go to the battlefield anymore, and your father won't have to worry about your safety."

Zhang Yuan took another sip of tea and smiled at Zhang Yuqian.

"Master, are you concerned for my safety, or do you want me to focus solely on participating in next year's Holy Competition?"

Zhang Yuqian put away the imperial edict in her hand, raised her eyes and stared directly at Zhang Yuan, coldly saying.

Although she was promoted and given a title when she was transferred back from the border to serve as the magistrate of Pingjing, this was completely against her wishes!

Rather than being a mediocre official who preys on the people and lives a life of debauchery within the Great Wall, she would much rather be a soldier on the front lines.

That's where she truly served the country and its people. Besides, the border region is in dire need of manpower right now, so how could she abandon her brothers who had shared life and death with her?

He ran back to the interior of the pass to become the peaceful Pingjing magistrate!

Upon hearing the title "Head of the Family," Zhang Yuan felt a sense of distance and immediately frowned: "Yuqian, you should know that the front lines are fraught with danger. You are my only heir and the only pillar of the Zhang family's future."

"I can't let you be in danger all the time!"

Zhang Yuqian's expression turned slightly stern, and she said in a cold voice, "Only son? Don't the soldiers on the border have only sons in their families? And which soldier isn't the breadwinner of his family?"

"You are different from those ordinary people. You are a prodigy of the Imperial State, the sole heir of the Zhang family, the strongest family in the Imperial State!"

The elder, standing to the side, tapped the floor with his wooden cane and reprimanded Zhang Yuqian in a low voice.

Zhang Yuqian turned to look at the white-haired elder and said, "Elder, I cannot agree with your words. On the battlefield, do you think the enemy's weapons care who you are?"

"So what if you're just an ordinary person? So what if you're a prodigy? You both only have one life. Is it really necessary to distinguish between them based on social status?"

After he finished speaking, the hall fell silent.

Zhang Yuan's brows were furrowed in a knot, and he couldn't utter a single word.

The elder's wrist trembled, and his face turned ashen.

They were clearly caught off guard by this rhetorical question.

"Yuqian, you are, after all, the head of the family's own daughter. He needs you, and the entire Zhang family needs you."

The Second Elder slowly stood up, spread his palms, and spoke earnestly and persuasively to Zhang Yuqian.

Zhang Yuqian turned her head slightly, her eyes deepening, and said again, "Uncle... no, I should say Second Elder, may I ask you a question?"

"Does Father need me, his daughter, or does the Patriarch need a prodigy who can compete?"

"Does the Zhang family really need Zhang Yuqian, or do they just want a tool for a marriage alliance?"

boom!

"Enough! Stop talking!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuan's expression finally became agitated. He slammed his hand on the wooden table, and a loud bang shook the void.

A few drops of scalding hot tea spilled from the sky-blue porcelain teacup on the table, sending up wisps of steam. Even the tabletop showed a few tiny cracks.

In an instant, the hall returned to its previous deathly silence.

The Second Elder stiffened, sensing Zhang Yuan's anger, and sat back down in the rosewood chair without saying a word.

The other elders all wore somber expressions and remained silent.

Zhang Yuqian looked up at Zhang Yuan, whose face was slightly cold, and said calmly, "You have given me a life of luxury and a supreme status, but why won't you give me even a little bit of freedom?"

"You made the arrangements for the marriage without consulting me, and now you've also made arrangements for the magistrate of Pingjing without consulting me."

"Am I your daughter, or just a pawn in your game?"

Her voice trailed off with a sob, and Zhang Yuqian's eyes reddened, a rare occurrence for her. She continued, "If the price we have to pay in this life of luxury and wealth is being unable to control our own lives..."

"Then I'd rather be a child from a poor family, at least then I'd have a choice!"

air!

Zhang Yuan felt as if his heart was being torn apart, his body trembled involuntarily, and his expression grew even more serious.

Was arranging for Zhang Yuqian to marry Jiang Yueming to save her, or to preserve the Zhang family's power?

Or both?

Zhang Yuan was unaware; he suddenly found himself in a state of confusion.

"Never mind, I've already opened the Blood Slaughter King Realm. I'll go in for training in a couple of days."

Zhang Yuqian gently closed her eyelashes, suppressing the turmoil in her heart, and calmly spoke.

"What! You're saying you want to enter the Bloodlust King Realm right now?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuan felt a wave of fear wash over him, his voice tightening slightly as he asked urgently.

That Blood Slaughter King Realm was left behind by the first ancestor of the Zhang family. Although there are great opportunities inside, it is also full of dangers and killing intent.

Each generation of family heads had tried to enter, but none had survived.

Five years ago, Zhang Yuan also wanted to go in and find out what was going on, but as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the King's Realm, he was forced back hundreds of steps by the killing wind.

Zhang Yuan would never forget that oppressive feeling of death!

Zhang Yuqian's current cultivation level is not as high as his, yet she wants to enter the Blood Slaughter King realm, which is tantamount to courting death.

"Yuqian, why don't you reconsider? After all, this is..." The elder's aged eyes showed a hint of seriousness as he advised against it.

He certainly didn't want Zhang Yuqian to take any risks; without her, the Saint-Sai family would be at a disadvantage again next year.

Zhang Yuqian's face remained calm as she nodded to the Grand Elder and said, "Grand Elder, the internal strife among the three families is inevitable. I know I am powerless to stop this war."

"My only wish is to enter the King Realm soon, find a great opportunity, and break through to a higher realm."

"If I am fortunate enough to return, I can deter the foreign tribes on the borders, sparing the people of the capital from the suffering of war; or I can intimidate the three powerful families, protecting the people of the capital from the dangers of internal strife."

Zhang Yuqian paused slightly, a resolute look appearing on her fair face. Her brows and eyes became heroic and solemn as she said, "If I am unfortunate enough to perish in the King's Realm, my spirit in heaven will surely protect the people of the Imperial State!"

Even if I end up with my soul scattered to the winds, I will have no regrets!