The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Wang Long listened quietly without interrupting.

Luo Hanyi continued.

"Wenxin Academy is located near Tianque City, the venue for the Warring States Period."

She looked up at Wang Long, her beautiful eyes filled with a pleading expression.

"I would like to ask you to go and see Jiao Jiao while you're at it."

"Check on her for me to see if she's doing well."

Her eyes were slightly red, and her voice was a little choked up.

"I am a very unfit mother, and I have let her down."

Wang Long looked at her reddened eyes, his heart softened, and he reached out and took her hand.

His rough palm pressed against her cold hand and patted it gently.

"Madam, don't worry."

His voice was calm and firm.

"Your daughter is my daughter."

"I will take good care of her for you!"

Luo Hanyi couldn't hold back her tears, which slid down her cheeks and dripped onto Wang Long's hand.

She nodded vigorously, her voice choked with emotion.

"Thank you... Wang Long..."

Wang Long reached out and gently wiped away the tears on her face.

"What are you thanking me for? We're family, no need for formalities."

Luo Hanyi stopped crying and started laughing. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and tried her best to regain her aloof and noble appearance.

She took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and slowly began to speak.

"Jiaojiao is just like her father; she's stubborn."

Once someone has made up their mind, nothing can change it.

"She loves reading, she's loved it since she was little. While other children were playing in the mud, she was reading."

"She likes sweets, especially osmanthus cake."

"She's afraid of thunder. Every time there's thunder, she burrows into my arms, covering her head and refusing to look."

"she……"

Luo Hanyi's voice choked up again as she spoke.

She couldn't continue.

The more he talked, the deeper his longing for his daughter became.

Wang Long put his arm around her, gently patted her back, and comforted her.

"Madam, I will remember this."

"I will convey your words to her, tell her that you miss her."

Luo Hanyi smiled and nodded.

"Okay, take good care of her. I'll wait for you to come back."

Flying boat ferry.

The ladders for boarding the ship have been set up, with black metal steps extending from the platform all the way to the deck of the airship.

Two martial artists dressed in black stood on either side, their faces cold and their bodies exuding a sharp aura.

He's actually a sixth-rank martial artist!

Wang Long clicked his tongue inwardly in amazement.

The Tianxing Chamber of Commerce is indeed well-established; even their guards are sixth-rank officials.

Luo Hanyi stood beside him, took out a token from her sleeve, and handed it to him.

That's a VIP pass from the Skywalking Merchant Guild, which grants access to the first-class cabin of the flying ship.

"Take it."

Wang Long took the token and glanced down at it.

Without any politeness, he put it directly into his arms.

Wang Long gently lifted Luo Hanyi's hair, his voice hoarse.

"Madam, I'm leaving now."

Having lived this long, this is the first time I've ever traveled so far.

Wang Long felt both excited and apprehensive.

Luo Hanyi nodded slightly.

Have a safe journey.

Wang Long looked at her, then suddenly reached out, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

Luo Hanyi wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her face in his chest, and choked up.

"Wang Long..."

"You must come back alive and well."

"Alright, I agree!"

Wang Long released her and took a step back.

Reluctant to take one last look at Luo Hanyi, he turned and strode toward the flying boat.

Luo Hanyi stood there, watching his retreating figure, her eyes reddening.

Wang Long stepped onto the deck of the airship and turned around.

Standing on the ship's side, he looked down at Luo Hanyi on the high platform.

She looked up at him, a smile on her lips, but tears were streaming down her face.

Wang Long waved to her.

"Madam, let's go back!"

Luo Hanyi shook her head and stood still.

The runes on the airship began to light up, and golden light flowed across the hull, growing brighter and brighter.

The Kunpeng statue at the bow of the ship emitted a deep hum, and the entire flying boat trembled slightly before slowly rising into the air.

Luo Hanyi looked up at the ever-rising flying boat.

As he watched the figure grow smaller and smaller by the ship's side, tears streamed down his face.

The airship rose higher and higher, flew farther and farther, and in the morning light it became a tiny black dot before finally disappearing into the horizon.

Luo Hanyi stood on the high platform, looking at the sky, for a long time.

Until the sun rises higher, until the morning mist dissipates.

She slowly turned around and walked back to the sedan chair.

The sedan curtain fell.

"Return to the residence."

Her voice returned to its usual coldness, devoid of any emotion.

The sedan chair started swaying and wobbled, heading towards the Prince's Mansion along the same route it had come from.

Luo Hanyi leaned against the cushion, closed her eyes, and gently stroked the empty space beside her with her fingers.

There, Wang Long's body heat still lingered.

The airship flew smoothly above the clouds.

Wang Long stood on the ship's railing, looking down at the receding Daqian Mountains and Rivers below, his feelings a mix of emotions.

He lived on this land for over sixty years.

There have been hardships, exhaustion, humiliation, and resentment.

But starting today, he will embark on a new journey.

A wider world.

he came!

Wang Long took a deep breath, turned around, and walked into the cabin.

First class is a private room.

Once the door was closed, the noise outside was completely shut out, and it was as quiet as another world.

Wang Long leaned against the headboard, closed his eyes, and conserved his energy.

The flying boat was safe; Wang Long ate and slept, slept and ate.

Practice occasionally.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The flying boat slowly landed at the ferry crossing in Tianque City.

Wang Long stepped out of the cabin and onto the land of Tianque City.

He raised his head and looked ahead.

Tianque City.

The Eastern Central Region, the venue for the Warring States Period.

A city so huge it's suffocating.

The city wall is over a hundred feet high and is entirely built of dark blue-black stones.

Each boulder is about ten feet square, its surface covered with densely packed runes, emitting a faint golden light.

Every hundred feet along the city wall stood an arrow tower, each topped with a large flag bearing the words "Heavenly Alliance," which fluttered in the wind.

The city gate was wide open, about ten zhang wide and twenty zhang high, with a constant stream of pedestrians and carriages, creating a lively and bustling scene.

Two rows of warriors in silver armor stood on either side of the city gate, holding long halberds, their faces stern, and exuding a fierce aura.

The lowest rank is seventh grade.

Wang Long looked at the warriors guarding the city and secretly clicked his tongue in amazement.

A seventh-rank martial artist is a marquis in the Great Qian Dynasty, but here they can only guard the gate.

The center of the Eastern Region is indeed far superior to remote little places like the Great Qian Dynasty.

He took a deep breath, looked away, and stepped into the city gate.

Wang Long did not rush to report to the Heavenly Alliance, but instead inquired about the location of Wenxin Academy.

There are still more than 20 days until the start of the Warring States period.

With plenty of time, Wang Long was in no hurry at all.

Wenxin Academy is very famous in the Eastern Region; almost everyone knows it.

He asked a random passerby and got the general direction.

Wenxin Academy is not located within Tianque City, but rather in a green mountain range outside the city.

It is about a hundred miles from Tianque City, a journey of no more than half a day by carriage.

Wang Long rented a horse-drawn carriage in the city.

Although it became a carriage, it pulled a spirited steed that stretched out to four or five meters.

The carriage was also very luxurious.

The only downside is that it's a bit expensive.

Wang Long rode in a carriage out of the city gate and headed south along the official road.

As dusk settled, the afterglow of the setting sun bathed the mountains in a golden light.

Finally, the carriage stopped in front of a mountain gate.

The coachman greeted him politely.

"My lord, we've arrived!"