CHAPTER 1082: 1159: SOME PEOPLE ARE HER INESCAPABLE FATE

"Judging by the current progress, we’ll be able to return in a short time, maybe half a month or at most a month." This was Liang Zhichen.

"I’ve bought so many things. Jiangnan has some nice fabrics. Shujun will definitely like them! And I have some house blueprints, which are gifts I’ve prepared for Yue Ning. The architectural style here in Jiangnan is quite different from our northern style." This was Dong Huiying.

"Cough, cough," this was Liang Shuyu.

Yi Ran fell silent for a moment upon hearing this, then he let out a deep sigh.

It was time for him to make a move.

***

The Seventh Princess found herself in a predicament. She came to understand a few principles. First, the man who was once unyielding, refusing to bow to anyone, carrying a sense of pride and fortitude, was no longer the same. They had yet to officially meet, but she had managed to estimate some of his underlying strength. Of course, some were based on evidence, while others were purely her own conjecture.

Firstly, the true master of Mist Capital should be that man named Liang. The people of Mist Capital were fierce by nature, priding themselves on martial prowess, even a child possessed high military skills. People like Ah Da, who guided her, were indeed in the minority. Ah Da was simple-minded and naive, but apart from Ah Da, she had once lived in Mist Capital for a while and had seen the locals hunting in the mountains, with some even eating their prey raw. The entire Mist Capital, with its millions of inhabitants, was equivalent to a military force of millions. If it came to a head-on confrontation, given her current military strength, it wasn’t optimistic.

Secondly, the man not only had great influence in Mist Capital, but he had also turned her own stronghold upside down. Now, the city was filled with smoky mess, and the big and small troubles that plagued her heart were almost entirely orchestrated by the man. The Blue Mansion, Chris, William, these three parties were definitely related to the man. Either they were subordinate relationships or allied connections. In any case, they were all forces that the man could mobilize.

Thirdly, the man had once been hexed, but the wizard died under mysterious circumstances, and the hidden guards she sent out came back either dead or their corpses were thrown at her doorstep as a display of power. These hidden guards were the best of the best, yet several of them died at once, leaving the Seventh Princess feeling pained as well as giving her some insights.

The opponent must have extraordinary talents on their side.

Thus, any one of the above three points was enough to give her a headache. When all three appeared, she was utterly passive. At this point, relying solely on her own strength, it seemed challenging to reverse the situation. As things stood, there appeared to be only one path left for her to take.

Having understood this, the Seventh Princess ground some ink and then took up her brush and wrote swiftly. Making this decision was something she really didn’t want to do. This was a call for help, and she sought aid not from anyone else, but from the Eighth Princess in the capital!

In past years, during the struggle between the eighth and ninth siblings, she had aligned herself with Lao Ba, but later she came to her senses and gradually distanced herself from Lao Ba. Fate had come full circle, and some people were inevitable hurdles she couldn’t avoid.

When she set her pen down, she let out a wry laugh and then looked up at the portrait on the wall.

The young man’s features were like a painting, a likeness of his youthful days. She closed her eyes, feeling a tinge of sorrow in her heart.

She had never been a good person, not before nor now. There once was someone who treated her sincerely, but what had blinded her at the time? It was only after completely losing that person did she gradually realize how good he was, realizing he had long been an inseparable part of her life.

But it was too late.

Far too late.