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

Gu Nanzhi was not one to compromise herself, even though she didn't yet know what kind of society this was, or whether women could easily survive in it.

Once the necessary tasks are completed, I will definitely live according to my heart.

She's not lacking in skills; she can use poison, save lives, and fight. If she can find a way to earn some money, plus the cheat-like spatial ability, then if she still can't carve out a small niche for herself in this strange world and enjoy life...

Then she might as well give up this chance to live a second life.

I might as well die, that would end it all.

A plan flashed through her mind, and her gaze returned to the guns. Gu Nanzhi was tempted to pick up a pistol and play with it, but she forgot that at this moment she was merely a conscious being.

Just then, the sharp sound that had appeared at the beginning rang out again.

"Get off the sedan chair"

Gu Nanzhi realized this meant the wedding procession had reached its destination. Her consciousness emerged from the spatial dimension, but the once lively procession fell silent upon arriving at the Yan Prince's residence.

Gu Nanzhi was also curious. She glanced hesitantly at the red veil lying to the side, but ultimately decided to temporarily follow local customs.

She picked it up and placed it over her head, and then she heard voices outside, "Your Highness, this servant will help you down from your boudoir."

Then the curtain of the bridal sedan chair was lifted from the outside.

Gu Nanzhi had been waiting for this moment, and without any hesitation, she stepped out of the bridal sedan chair.

"Your Highness, the Prince has gone to the palace to receive the imperial decree. Please, Your Highness, be escorted to the residence." Then came another respectful voice.

Even though her vision was obscured by the veil, Gu Nanzhi still had a somewhat blurry view, and with her physical senses, she could still form a vague impression.

The magnificent gates of the Prince's mansion were adorned with red banners, clearly indicating a joyous occasion was being held. However, the atmosphere lacked any real celebration. The entire wedding procession and the wedding party were eerily quiet. Even the onlookers gathered in the distance kept their distance from the mansion gates, and any whispers were hushed and suppressed...

And is this emperor out of his mind? He bestowed a marriage upon a prince, but not only did he not come to congratulate him or attend the wedding banquet, he even summoned the groom to the palace. What does this mean?

This operation is really a bit irrational.

emperor:"......"

'Drinking wedding wine? I'd much rather drink wine to celebrate Jun Yanchen's passing,'

Forget it, forget it. We're under your roof, let's just wait and see!

Gu Nanzhi: "Okay, let's go."

Unable to understand the current situation, she simply stopped thinking about it and, with the help of others, began to walk towards the Prince's residence.

However, the journey inside only confused Gu Nanzhi further. The Prince's mansion was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and there were some guests present. But judging from both the guests and the servants, it seemed that no one was truly happy about this 'joyful occasion'.

Many people viewed the marriage as a spectacle, or even treated it as something to watch and have fun with.

Furthermore, although Gu Nanzhi didn't understand what this era was like, or what its rules and customs were, compared to marriage, there was at least a ceremony and a wedding ritual.

However, this didn't happen with Gu Nanzhi. Upon entering the Prince's mansion, she was led to a courtyard by the man who had initially called himself an old servant.

"Your Highness, this is Lan Garden. You will be living in this courtyard from now on. Please go in and rest. If you need anything, just give the servants your orders. This old servant will take his leave."

This person gave Gu Nanzhi no time to react, arriving at the entrance of Lan Garden, uttering a single sentence, bowing respectfully, and then leaving.

Gu Nanzhi was left alone... no, there was also the maid who had been supporting her all the way. They were simply abandoned at the entrance of Lan Garden.

It's inexplicable, utterly inexplicable. What kind of tricks do these ancient people use? Gu Nanzhi just can't understand it.

On second thought, it seems to make some sense. After all, the groom isn't there, so what's the point of any ceremony? And with the master absent, it doesn't seem wrong for the servants to make these arrangements.

That's perfect, it'll make it easier to leave the Prince's mansion later. Thinking this, Gu Nanzhi raised her hand and pulled off the veil on her head.

Before she could even look around the courtyard where she was temporarily staying, the woman beside her began to weep.

"Miss, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. I was useless and couldn't protect you. In the end, they still managed to harm you. How could Master be so cruel? How could he let you marry Prince Yan? What are we going to do..."

The woman's weeping caught Gu Nanzhi's attention. Only then did she realize that the woman supporting her appeared to be just a teenage girl, about 1.6 meters tall, but also thin and frail. Her plain-colored dress made her look even thinner.

Her complexion was dull and somewhat sallow, and her exposed hands clearly showed signs of years of hard labor. The entire young woman exuded the message that life must have been very difficult.

Because Gu Nanzhi had no memories of the original owner of the body, everyone was a stranger to her. They simply observed her intently without interrupting her.

Xia He was filled with regret, worry, and even fear, and didn't notice at all that this young lady was different from the previous ones.

She rubbed her hands together and paced around, muttering to herself, "What to do, what to do? Rumor has it that the King of Yan is ruthless and vicious, a mass murderer, and has an unpredictable temper. Neither of his two previous wives lived to see the next day. If Miss marries such a terrifying man, she's doomed."

"No, Miss, Miss, you must run! Take advantage of the fact that no one is guarding you now, and those guests too! Yes, Miss, hurry, you must run! There are so many people in the Prince's mansion, we can definitely escape..."

As Xia He spoke, it was as if she had found a lifeline, strengthening her resolve to escape. Filled with fear, she didn't even consult Gu Nanzhi before preparing to pull her away.

Xia He's thoughts were simple: she hoped her mistress could live. If she stayed in the palace and waited for the prince to return, she would surely be doomed. So, now was the best opportunity.

Moreover, the young lady herself resisted this marriage, but in the end, the heartless master and the vicious Aunt Zhao forced her into the bridal sedan chair. She was unable to protect the young lady and could only beg the master to allow her to marry into the family and take care of her.

Gu Nanzhi had been observing the little girl's every move and every word she muttered to herself, and had formed a preliminary impression of her.

Seeing that she was really going to drag her away, Gu Nanzhi reacted and stopped her, saying, "Wait a minute."

Xia He, who was being pulled back, was focused solely on escaping. When she was suddenly grabbed, she assumed it was because her mistress was worried about not being able to escape.

Therefore, she explained anxiously, "Miss, I memorized the way when I came in. There are many people in the Prince's mansion today. If we blend in with the others, we will definitely be able to escape smoothly. If we wait for the Prince to return from the palace, there will be no chance, Miss..."