The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

Feng Yang nodded. "Yes, Lord Sikong left a letter for His Highness the Crown Prince. Your Highness, His Highness the Crown Prince didn't sleep all night and played the zither all night. Lord Sikong left just before dawn this morning. I'm very worried that something might have happened."

"Played the piano all night?"

Yuan Yun frowned, a hint of surprise appearing in her beautiful eyes. After thinking for a long time, she asked again, "Did he ask you to give His Majesty a secret letter?"

"Yes, His Highness the Crown Prince instructed me to send a secret letter to His Majesty saying that he would return to the capital immediately."

Feng Yang replied.

At this moment, Yuan Yun's brows furrowed even deeper. After pondering in silence for a long time, her eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had suddenly understood something. She then sighed and nodded, "I understand. He's trying to put pressure on Father and those stubborn ministers..."

"What does Your Highness mean?"

"The condition for him to ascend the throne is that there are no conditions for him to ascend the throne, do you understand?"

Yuan Yun smiled helplessly, thought for a moment, and then said, "Fine, she's always been like this since she was little. I don't know who spoiled her like this. If I don't go back to cheer her on, she'll ignore me again. Being a princess isn't so easy."

"Has the Eldest Princess agreed to return to the capital with His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Only then did a glimmer of light appear in Feng Yang's eyes.

Yuan Yun put down her teacup. "Well, it's time to go back. It's been a long time since I've been back. This time, I guess I didn't miss His Highness the Crown Prince's enthronement ceremony. By the way, Sikong Jin just came by. I know she's leaving Luoyang soon. Before she leaves, she might visit Fengyun Tower. Go back and ask His Highness if he has any words for her, or if he has anything he wants to leave her. Otherwise, it might be a long, long time before..."

"Yes, Your Highness, I will return immediately!"

Feng Yang left those words behind, then turned and ran outside as if the wind had sprung from his feet.

Yuan Yun smiled and shook her head, sighed, and murmured to herself, "Speaking of her, your eyes are different. It's finally someone who can make you so worried. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing. Sikong Jin... Perhaps, only someone like you can catch that person's eye. But how can people like that ever get together?"

As the sigh subsided, a lingering sorrow suddenly settled between his brows.

Thinking about it, it makes sense. Some things, you might call it fate or destiny, but it's more like destiny itself. Yuan Yun has never really believed in destiny, but for some reason, this time, she suddenly felt a faint hope...

On a bright afternoon, the entire city of Luoyang was bustling with activity. The wind that brushed against my face was even a little warm. The blue sky and white clouds, after last night's raging storm, made the thin air that slowly passed through my nose feel faintly fresh.

In front of a heavily guarded mansion on Zhuque Avenue, Sikong Jin, dressed in a white robe and wearing a light veil hat, stood under a tree for a while, looking at the gate tower from afar. She saw many people carrying weapons going in and out. The guards in front of the gate stood expressionless. Whenever a stranger approached, they would draw their long swords and question him carefully before allowing him to enter and report.

Sikong Jin sighed inwardly, slightly raised her head to look at the white clouds drifting overhead. The blazing sun had begun to slowly move westward. After thinking for a moment, she finally put down the light veil on her bamboo hat and slowly walked towards the deep mansion in front of her. The three big characters "Fengyun Tower" on the gate tower plaque became clearer and clearer in her eyes.

"Stop! Who is it!"

Sikong Jin had just walked three zhang away from the gate when she was stopped by the guards at the gate.

Sikong Jin slowly stopped and gently clasped his hands in greeting. "I am from the capital of Dayong. Could you please inform Protector Changfeng that I have important business to discuss with him?"

As he spoke, he took out a plaque from his sleeve and handed it over.

The guard took it and glanced at it. His expression turned slightly somber. He bowed and said, "Honored guest, please wait a moment. I will go in and inform them immediately."

After speaking, he turned and walked into the gatehouse.

I wonder how Sikong Mo is doing now. It's been more than a year since I last saw him. I was really looking forward to seeing what he looks like now. However, Sikong Jin was soon disappointed.

The guard who went in to report came out quickly.

"I'm sorry, esteemed guest, but Protector Changfeng is not in the building. Is there anything you would like me to convey?"

"Not in the building?"

Sikong Jin, who was full of hope, frowned and her heart sank. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Is that little boy who often follows Protector Changfeng at home?"

"Are you referring to Young Master Mo as 'honored guest'?"

Young Master Mo?

Sikong Jin raised her eyebrows slightly, but the guard continued, "Young Master Mo and Protector Changfeng have gone to the mountain forests on the border of Tiansheng. They may not be back for quite some time. If you have any messages, we can pass them on."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Jin sighed inwardly, shook her head, and said in a low voice, "No need, thank you!"

She came with great enthusiasm, hoping to see Sikong Mo, but it turned out to be a wasted trip. However, with Changfeng personally leading the way, she should feel at ease. After thinking for a moment, she took a deep breath and decided to go to the Hilton. It had been a long time since she had been there, and she wondered how Manager Feng and the others were doing. Judging from the data they submitted, the Hilton in Luoyang was doing very well.

Sikong Jin headed straight for the Hilton Royal Entertainment City on Zhuque Avenue, entering through the back door.

Upon learning of Sikong Jin's sudden return, Steward Feng was greatly surprised and hurriedly returned from the racetrack.

"Son!"

In Steward Feng's study in the Hilton's backyard, Steward Feng had just opened the door when he saw a figure standing by the window with his hands behind his back. He quickly strode in, and after a few long strides, he came up behind Sikong Jin and respectfully greeted him, "Young Master's sudden return to Luoyang City has prevented me from welcoming you in time..."

Before Steward Feng could finish speaking, Sikong Jin raised her hand slightly to stop him, and said in a calm voice, "I was just passing by and happened to come and take a look. Steward Feng, there's no need to go to all this trouble. Please have a seat."

Sikong Jin slowly turned her head and walked towards the soft couch to the side.

"Yes, son!"

Manager Feng then sat down opposite Sikong Jin and quickly made tea. "Young Master, I have already had them bring over the account books. Hilton has taken another step forward in the past few months, especially after the racecourse opened. Thanks to the publicity in the Hilton Daily, it has exceeded our initial expectations. Horse racing has now become the most popular activity for many people in Luoyang. I just discussed it with a few managers, and Manager Lin from the Dayong Imperial City also mentioned it. We plan to start investigating the feasibility of Hilton's development in major cities such as Dazhou and Tiansheng."