My system is 3000 years ahead of schedule

Chapter 2 Entering the Palace

"Sister Qingluan, have you ever heard of Wu Ling?"

Cheng Guang asked again.

Qingluan was surprised that Cheng Guang could ask so many questions at once, and he didn't know where he knew the name. He thought about it carefully and then said.

"Wu Ling seems to be the name of Princess No. 13. She has been living abroad for the past few years. She was brought back to the palace by Emperor Zhou a year ago. Her status is much weaker than that of other princes and princesses, and she is not taken seriously."

After Qingluan finished speaking, he looked at Cheng Guang and said, "Rather than Princess Zhou who is temporarily out of contact, it would be better for you to remember some of the Crown Prince's friends first."

Cheng Guang nodded absently in response.

But I was thinking about things related to the mission. Princess No. 13 Wu Ling, the future Empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty, seemed to be in a bad situation at this time...

Although Wu Ling was not taken seriously, she could still become the Empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the future. This Wu Ling must not be simple. Her methods and strength were probably more than one order of magnitude better than her own.

Now that he knew that Wu Ling's status and situation were not that good, Cheng Guang felt that his mission seemed to be fulfilled.

But he thought about it carefully and found that it was still difficult.

Don't mention anything else.

After all, Wu Ling was a royal princess and had always lived in the harem of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Even if he was the distinguished prince (pseudo) of Zhenguo Palace at this time, there was no way he could break into the harem privately and come into contact with Wu Ling.

This is how to do?
Cheng Guang frowned in distress, feeling that he had no initiative in the progress of the task.

At this time, the housekeeper's voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

"Your Majesty, Madam is back and wants to see you."

Hearing Butler Wang's voice, Qingluan's heart tightened and he quickly turned to look outside the courtyard, "Madam is back?"

The wife of the Duke of Zhenguo is the sister of the current emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, the martial arts merchant. She just went out not long ago to deal with matters with the prince's father, Cheng Zhihai, the director of the lamp-holding department, who left the capital.

The Department of Enforcement is a department in the Great Zhou Dynasty similar to the Jinyiwei. It supervises all officials and handles various espionage and intelligence work.

It is not only necessary to deal with the dangers within the Great Zhou, but also the dangers outside the Great Zhou.

It is said that the members of the Lantern Holding Division are not only in the human world, but also in the eighth level demon realm and the tenth level demon sea.

Cheng Zhihai's status in Da Zhou was also ridiculously high.

Occasionally when he went out to work, Cheng Zhihai would take his wife with him, treating it as both work and honeymoon.

During this period, the prince secretly ran out and left everything to Cheng Guang, the substitute, to complete everything.

Qingluan's complexion was slightly dull, and his face turned a little pale.

"How come Madam is back so early? She can find out that you are not the prince."

Cheng Guang turned to look at Qingluan, "What should I do, Sister Qingluan, should I just hide?"

Qingluan shook his head and immediately rejected the proposal: "No, no, Butler Wang doesn't know that you are a substitute. If you hide directly now, then this matter will not be settled."

After saying that, Qingluan directly picked up Cheng Guang and pushed him towards the door.

"Every step I take, I see that your appearance is very similar to that of the Crown Prince. Even I can't tell them apart for a moment. Madam, as long as she doesn't use her mind to explore your body, you can hide it."

"If this matter is exposed and the prince is captured early, he will definitely be furious. Then the end will be ugly for you and me."

Cheng Guang's body, which weighs [-] to [-] kilograms, is like a little chicken in Qingluan's hands, lifting weights and playing with them at will.

Cheng Guang was pushed out of the hospital by Qingluan.

The housekeeper was waiting outside the door. When he came up, he added a brocade robe and put it on Cheng Guang.

"Your Majesty, the weather is slightly cold today and the wind is a bit strong. Please pay more attention to your health."

Butler Wang spoke, reminding Cheng Guang about the change in the sky.

"Has the sky changed?"

Feeling the cold wind blowing, it was indeed a bit chilly. It was February now. Logically speaking, Kyoto shouldn't be so cold. It was a bit strange, but Cheng Guang didn't think much about it.

Looking at the sky again, it is a bit gray and the clouds are extremely low, which just confirms this point.

It's raining today.

Qingluan let go of the hand pushing on Cheng Guang's back, and followed the housekeeper to the main hall where his wife was, as usual.

The closer he got to the lady's position, the more Qingluan's heart lifted.

Madam has never known about the substitute, but she must not expose it...

Qingluan became increasingly nervous, but Cheng Guang gradually relaxed.

Cheng Guang was in a very free and easy mood, which could be said to be straightforward and without any pressure.

After walking with Butler Wang for a while, before reaching the main hall, a jade chariot led by a strange beast riding on the breeze slowly drove over.

Soon a familiar voice sounded.

"Your Majesty, get in the car."

The voice was pleasant to the ear, and Cheng Guang's memory told him that this was the personal maid of the crown prince's mother.

"Aunt Xue, is this what you want?"

Qingluan's voice sounded slightly confused.

"My wife is in the car and she is taking the prince to the palace."

The voice sounded again, leaving Qingluan with no choice but to look at Cheng Guang with a helpless and contented expression.

Cheng Guang stepped forward without hesitation.

"Guang'er, come."

Just at this moment, the jade chariot was pulled away, and the face of a beautiful woman appeared. She looked at Cheng Guang with a gentle smile, and waved to let Cheng Guang pass.

This is Wu, the crown prince’s mother.

"it is good."

Cheng Guang got into the jade chariot directly.

The memory of his predecessor told him that Mrs. Wu was the most favored person in the entire Zhenguo Palace. Although his predecessor rarely had contact with the crown prince's mother, from the various information provided by the prince, it was not difficult to see that Mrs. Wu was a loving mother.Playing the role of the crown prince was just a job I had to do. I think even if Wu found out that he was a fake, he would still love Wu Jiwu and not condemn himself.

Cheng Guang muttered in his heart for no reason.

As they walked into the jade chariot, a faint and elegant fragrance hit them. There were two maids kneeling on the left and right sides of the jade chariot. The crown prince's mother, Wu, was sitting on the upper seat. There were many snacks and fruits on the table, and she looked at them with distress. Looking at Cheng Guang.

"Guang'er, I haven't seen you for a while. Why have you lost weight? Did your father force you to learn martial arts again before he left?"

Cheng Guang knew that the prince was assassinated when he was young and his body was damaged. It would be difficult for him to achieve anything great in this life. Therefore, even if he practiced hard, he would not be able to break through the Zifu, the third level of martial arts.

The prince became disheartened and stopped practicing. However, the prince's father, Cheng Zhihai, director of the lamp-holding department, did not think so. Even if his body was temporarily disabled, it would not be impossible to repair it in the future.

Still insisting that Cheng Guang not slack off and practice every day.

"Well, you don't have to think too much. Your father seems to have found some signs of this medicine that can repair the body's origin. It won't be too late to practice it after he finds it. Just take good care of your body now, don't be in a hurry."

Mrs. Wu supported Cheng Guang's forehead with her hand, and then told her the reason for her visit today.

"The emperor has a family dinner today. Let's go there to visit relatives, meet your aunt and the imperial grandmother, and come back after having a meal."

Cheng Guangming realized that it was because the emperor held a family banquet that the prince's mother came back early.

At the same time, Cheng Guang also breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps because the appearance was so similar, Wu did not use his soul to explore Cheng Guang's body, and did not find that Cheng Guang was just a fake at this time.

Before he finished, Mrs. Wu glanced at the maid beside her, who immediately set off without any delay.

The alien beast walked on the breeze, surrounded the golden glow, and disappeared into the sky after a while.

In the jade chariot, Cheng Guang sat obediently on Wu's left side, looking particularly restrained.

"Guang'er, eat some fruit."

Wu's voice was gentle, and she handed Cheng Guang the Blood Vermillion Fruit, took out her own handkerchief, wrapped it lovingly, and handed it to Cheng Guang's mouth.

"I understand, mother, I will do it myself."

Cheng Guang responded, then started eating bite by bite.

This blood vermilion fruit is extremely precious, and even one ordinary fruit is enough to increase the strength of a low-level martial artist.

Even if Cheng Guang has never practiced cultivation, his body will become better after eating this blood red fruit, which has the effect of prolonging his life.

This is a benefit that can only be enjoyed by being the prince's substitute. An ordinary slave like him is not even qualified to smell the scent of blood vermilion fruit under normal circumstances.

Cheng Guang was thinking in his heart while eating the fruit.

Now Wu doesn't seem to notice anything unusual about him, but instead thoughtfully feeds him fruits. This seems abnormal, but also normal.

After all, although Wu is the person who loves the prince the most, she doesn't get along with the prince every day, and she doesn't know the prince as well as Qingluan.

So there were one or two differences for a while, and she would not think about other aspects. Instead, she would worry about whether Cheng Guang had lost weight due to hunger or whether he had caught the cold.

The Wu family has passed this test.

When he arrived at the palace, Cheng Guang planned to take the opportunity to find Wu Ling in the mission prompt.

If he could find her, he could also measure whether he could complete the task of measuring the system.

If it can be done, then bully the future empress Wu Ling who has not yet grown up.

If you can't finish it, then give up decisively. Why bother trying to compete with this sick system if you have nothing to do?

"Guang'er, when we get to the palace later, you should be sweeter and be nice."

"If you please your royal grandmother, you can say anything. Also, your aunt should pay more attention and speak in a sensible manner. Remember not to act nonsense."

Mrs. Wu patiently warned.

"Okay, mother." Cheng Guang nodded obediently, and at the same time looked at the maids in the jade chariot intentionally or unintentionally.

When he meets someone good-looking, he can't help but take a second look, but Cheng Guang also knows his identity and looks away as soon as he catches it.

Each of these maids has extraordinary appearance and graceful figure. Although not as good as Qingluan beside her, they are still the best choice.

It's a pity that none of them really belong to me.

I'm just a small, mediocre stand-in.

Sensing Cheng Guang's gaze, Wu seemed to have thought of something.

"Guang'er, if you meet Qinhua, Changyang and the others during this trip to the palace, be sure not to get too close. These ladies are staring at you every day. If they fall in love with you later, it will be troublesome."

Wu said loudly.

Cheng Guang was stunned instead, not expecting Wu to say this suddenly.

"Guang'er, Qinhua Changyang and the others are good-looking, but they are princesses after all. If we marry them, even if we are the Duke of Zhenguo, we can only marry one, and we will not be able to take concubines in the future, just like your father."

"In the future, maybe I will rely on the new emperor's favor to overpower you, and my life will be even more difficult than that of your father."

"Moreover, Mom hopes that you will marry more wives and give our family more offspring. In such a huge government, three generations are passed down by a single line. If you think about it, it is really..."

Mrs. Wu lovingly and seriously touched Cheng Guang's head and said to him.

But Cheng Guang was completely dumbfounded.

Good guy, are what you are talking about now exactly the situation of the prince’s father, Cheng Zhihai?
Sure enough, people have double standards. They have one standard for their husbands and another standard for their sons.

I also hope that I can marry more women and have offspring...

Could it be that a substitute of his heir apparent heard this?

Cheng Guang sincerely envied the real prince.

I don’t know where the real prince is traveling around at this moment.

Cheng Guang felt complicated.

After about a quarter of an hour.

arrived at the destination.

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(End of this chapter)