My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Early morning.

Cheng Guang slowly opened the door to his room.

In the early hours of March, winter had passed, and the autumn wind had not yet risen, the sound of the breeze grew fainter as the dawn’s light lifted the night’s thin veil, revealing the already peaking sun.

Cheng Guang yawned, yet his eyes and brows showed not the slightest hint of sleepiness.

Cheng Guang found his body to be rather peculiar, feeling extremely fatigued despite having done nothing much.

As always, he opened the courtyard door and sat down at the stone table.

Today, he planned to meet with that Commandery Princess of Prince Ning, to see if she truly was the remnant of Great Chu hinted at by the system quest.

Thus, instead of cultivating, he sat idly, gazing at the scene beyond the courtyard.

About the time it took to drink a cup of tea had passed when Qing Luan had risen. Seeing Cheng Guang seated at the stone table, she smiled tenderly, fetched hot water for him to wash up.

"Princely Heir, you have risen quite early today, is Miss Qin still sleeping?"

Cheng Guang carefully washed his face, and then smiled at Qing Luan, saying, "Indeed, don’t you know your own Princely Heir’s capabilities?"

Qing Luan’s pretty face blushed, and she playfully cast Cheng Guang a reproachful glance.

After Cheng Guang finished washing up, he had a simple meal. Midway through, he seemed to recall something and said, "Qing Luan, bring Qin Beifeng here."

Qing Luan nodded slightly, quickly got up, and went to find Qin Beifeng.

Before long, Qin Beifeng arrived in the courtyard.

After Cheng Guang finished his meal and meticulously wiped the corners of his mouth with a brocade handkerchief, he greeted Qin Beifeng with a smile and then headed toward the tea house with him.

When Cheng Guang arrived at the tea house, he casually found a place to sit down.

Observing the streets outside the tea house, smoke from the cooking fires gradually rising, he couldn’t help feeling that he had experienced all of this before for some reason.

The feeling was very vague and blurred.

Cheng Guang had often had such feelings about certain events in the past, as though he had experienced them before, but he had never dwelt on those thoughts.

Having drunk some tea at the tea house, Cheng Guang asked Zhang Rui about the location of the Commandery Princess of Prince Ning within the Imperial Capital, Skyfire City, of the Great Yan Dynasty, and then, together with Qin Beifeng, made his way toward Prince Ning Mansion.

Qian Siyuan and Li Zhengyang, Cheng Guang did not bring along; they stood with Zhang Rui in front of the tea house, watching Cheng Guang leave.

Cheng Guang walked towards Prince Ning Mansion at a leisurely pace, step by step.

Although it was still early, the streets were already bustling with pedestrians.

Cheng Guang tread on the streets of the Great Yan Dynasty, which were paved with large blocks of white stone, heading towards Prince Ning Mansion.

As he neared Prince Ning Mansion, the number of pedestrians visibly decreased; after all, the area near Prince Ning Mansion and the Imperial Palace was prime real estate, not accessible to ordinary people.

Common folks didn’t even have the privilege to be near this place.

When Cheng Guang arrived at the entrance of Prince Ning Mansion, the guards there recognized him and hastily went inside to report.

Yet not long had passed since the guard entered to report.

The mansion gate swung open.

A young lady came out, walking at a leisurely pace.

Although the girl walked slowly and composedly, the fact she inadvertently quickened her breathing indicated that she had run here.

It was only upon reaching the gate that she slowed her pace to maintain her poise.

Cheng Guang noticed this detail and was slightly taken aback.

This Commandery Princess of Prince Ning, truly peculiar.

No sooner had he arrived than she hastened to greet him.

Even out of breath with haste.

Was she really that eager to see him?

Cheng Guang pondered, puzzled by the reason, then curved his lips in a smile, feeling his interest piqued as he looked up to take in the Commandery Princess before him.

Her attire was exceedingly lavish yet not ostentatious.

Clad in a purple dress that swept elegantly along her statuesque figure, the gown was adorned with exquisite embroidery that showcased matchless finesse and craftsmanship. A white fur stole wrapped around her shoulders added to her opulence, the embroidered hem fluttering gently as she moved.

Her hair, elegantly fastened back with ornate jade pins, was festooned with pearls that cascaded down her cheeks, adding a touch of coquettish charm.

Her slender waist was accentuated by a posture both elegant and dignified— sublime elegance, usurped only by her extraordinary nobility. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

As Cheng Guang scrutinized the Commandery Princess, she too was observing Cheng Guang. At the sight of him, the Commandery Princess’s starry eyes flickered undeniably, her dainty nose twitched, and she felt an inexplicable sense of acidity wash over her.

"Forgive me for not being able to welcome you from afar, now that the Princely Heir has graced us with his presence," she said, managing to temper the emotions in her heart as she curtseyed gracefully to Cheng Guang.

Cheng Guang chuckled, eyeing the Commandery Princess with a meaningful tease, "Your Highness, there’s no breach of etiquette here. I had just arrived when you already came out to receive me. Do you, perhaps, accord this courtesy to every visitor to your abode?"

At that moment, even Cheng Guang failed to notice that his tone carried a hint of a flirt.

When the Commandery Princess heard Cheng Guang’s words, she visibly paused, her lips parting as she was about to respond—of course, she did not treat every visitor this way.

But only so with Cheng Guang.

Yet as the words approached her lips, she realized that if she spoke them, it would imply she had a particular interest in Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir.

Given the absence of any special relationship between them,

such deliberate differentiation would only seem odd.

Contemplating this, a slight annoyance flickered across the Commandery Princess’s beautiful eyes. She glanced at Cheng Guang, slightly turning her body to invite him into the mansion while smiling and asking,

"Princely Heir, what would you have me do? Treat only you in this manner?"

She thus deflected Cheng Guang’s implied query.

Without agreeing or denying, she threw the question back to Cheng Guang.