Exile at the start? The princess is no ordinary woman.

Passerby B: "Hey, you don't know this? This is the wedding of Prince Yan! When a prince gets married, the wedding procession is naturally very grand."

Passerby C: "Even Prince Yan is getting married? Whose daughter is he marrying?"

Passerby B: "This Prince Yan is the God of War of our Great Zhou Dynasty. Any young lady who marries him will be so lucky!"

Passerby Ding: "Isn't this the daughter of the Minister's family? I heard it was a marriage bestowed by the Emperor himself. But, it's said that the woman in the bridal sedan chair isn't the Minister's daughter who's known as the most talented woman in the capital, but rather the daughter of the Minister's first wife, who's been raised on the estate all these years..."

Passerby Wu: "This...it turns out it was raised on the estate. How could it be worthy of our Great Zhou's God of War?"

Passerby Ding: "You don't understand. Rumor has it that the War God Prince, also known as the Dislike Prince, is bloodthirsty, a ruthless killer, and incredibly ugly. The Emperor previously bestowed two consorts upon him, neither of whom survived the next day."

From the daughters of high-ranking noble families to commoner ladies from merchant households, no one in the capital dared to marry Prince Yan. It's already quite remarkable that anyone would agree to marry him now.

Passerby B: "If that's the case, then this isn't about going to enjoy life; they might even lose their lives. The previous two didn't live to see their second day. This Minister's family is really willing to sacrifice his daughter, isn't he afraid of ending up like the previous two?"

Passerby: "What's there to be reluctant about? This person is clearly out of favor in the Minister's mansion, otherwise why would they be willing to leave him on the estate..."

"..."

Passerby Geng: "Speaking of which, this is Prince Yan's third wife. The previous two times, no one from the Prince's residence came to arrange the marriage. Although Prince Yan didn't go to arrange the marriage himself this time, someone from the Prince's residence went to pick her up. Maybe this one will really live a couple more days."

Passerby Xin: "Oh, so that's true. The people from the Prince's Mansion went to pick up the bride today. I would have overlooked that if you hadn't mentioned it."

Passerby Ren: "Is it possible that this Prince Yan has really taken a fancy to this princess who grew up on the estate?"

"..."

Passersby one, two, three, four, five...

A cacophony of voices rose and fell, accompanying the wedding procession. At first, the chatter was kept low.

As the story spread, and seeing that no one stopped them, people began to raise their voices, some even deliberately proclaiming it loudly.

Sitting in her sedan chair, Gu Nanzhi, intently listening and gathering information, managed to glean some useful insights from the unrestrained chatter of the people around her.

The Great Zhou Dynasty? The Prince of Yan? The God of War? Incredibly ugly? Ruthless? And what about her? Unfavored? Zhuangzi?

In this way, we can piece together some information about the original owner. It's certain that she was not favored. Could it be one of those melodramatic stories about favoring concubines over wives?

With this in mind, Gu Nanzhi had reason to suspect that her being seated in the bridal sedan chair was very likely a setup.

Hey, original owner, if only you had given me some memory hints, I wouldn't be so clueless now. I know nothing. Now that I've taken over your body, I can't just sit here and do nothing. I need to find out if you were bullied or harmed before, so I can get revenge for you...

Gu Nanzhi sighed inwardly. Oh well, she was just a pitiful person. It's alright that there was no hint. Since I've taken over your body, I will find out what happened and give you an explanation. Don't worry!

...........

Not only were the streets packed with onlookers, but the restaurants on both sides were also teeming with people watching the spectacle.

Since they chose to watch the commotion through the window of a private room, it's clear they're not just ordinary people from the street.

"My two imperial brothers, what do you think is the purpose of Ninth Imperial Uncle's arrangement for someone to escort the bride this time?"

In a private room on the second floor overlooking the street, three elegantly dressed men sat. One of them glanced out the window at the wedding procession on the street, seemingly indifferent to the exit.

However, only he himself knows his true thoughts and feelings.

Upon hearing this, one of the other two scoffed contemptuously, "Isn't a madman paired with a sickly man a perfect match?"

His words were full of mockery and disdain.

"Heh~" The other person took a sip of tea calmly, saying nothing, but a hint of schadenfreude lingered in their eyes.

Everyone really has their own agenda;

Meanwhile, on the other side of the street, in a private room on the second floor, sat two extraordinary individuals.

They were also observing the wedding procession, but what they showed was more confusion and curiosity.

"Mo Bai, do you know the meaning behind Huai Qing's actions?"

One of them was dressed in a dark robe, his long hair tied up with a jade crown. He was handsome and refined, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that exuded tenderness and sensitivity. At this moment, his eyes held an undisguised curiosity, yet he maintained a calm and composed demeanor.

The person opposite him appeared more composed. Even though their eyes held the same confusion, they suppressed their bewilderment and dismissed the question with a curt two-word reply: "I don't know."

However, the person dressed in dark colors remained persistent, seemingly hoping to glean the answer they sought through their discussion.

"Hey, don't you have any guesses in your mind? Why would Huaiqing do this? He clearly..." The man stopped himself mid-sentence, his eyes darting around as if afraid of being overheard.

Finally, his words turned into barely concealed bewilderment: "You know, he ignored us the previous two times, even leaving no survivors. Why would he arrange for someone to pick up the bride this time? And at a time like this?"

He was incredibly curious, but he just couldn't understand it. When he learned of this arrangement, he had asked questions and inquired about the reasons behind it.

However, the other party refused to talk about it and was unwilling to reveal anything. Even those who knew the inside story did not know why they did this.

No one said it.

Just let them do what they're supposed to do, and don't worry about anything else. Even when others tried to persuade them that this action might affect the plan, they couldn't change that person's mind.

This only fueled his curiosity: what was the connection? What reasons did they not know?

However, despite his persistent questioning, the person opposite him remained completely unmoved.

"No one can fathom the prince's thoughts. He will tell you when the time is right. You can't guess what he's thinking here. Just wait patiently."

He Mobai understood Prince Yan quite well; he knew that if the prince didn't speak, no one could guess his thoughts. Therefore, it was better not to guess; eventually, the truth would come out.

Besides, he doesn't have the time to waste on this matter right now; what he needs to do is research the antidote.

He understood this perfectly well; he'd been brothers with that man for so many years, but unfortunately, that man's personality had become increasingly deep and unfathomable.

Unfortunately, even though I understand it in my heart, I can hardly suppress the budding curiosity. It's really torturous!