My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Cheng Guang clicked his tongue audibly.

He slowly rose to his feet and walked over to the Queen of the South Ming. As soon as he got close to her, he caught a pleasant scent coming from her.

The moment the Queen of the South Ming noticed Cheng Guang approaching, her body instantly tensed up, feeling somewhat nervous for no apparent reason.

She dared not make a move against Cheng Guang at this time.

Should she harbor such a thought, Black Cub's gaze would sweep over her intentionally or unintentionally.

Even if Black Cub made no move, she could still sense an overwhelming pressure and a peculiar feeling of suffocation.

Therefore, the Queen of the South Ming decisively gave up struggling.

After all, Cheng Guang had already touched her who knows how many times and seen her who knows how many times, so letting him have a few more glances didn't make any difference.

It was certainly better than being sent to the Opera Department.

That's how the Queen of the South Ming comforted herself internally.

At this moment, Cheng Guang was unaware of the rich and complex drama playing out in the Queen of the South Ming's mind. He simply reached out toward her neck and picked up the piece of jade adorning it.

The jade appeared quite delicate and exhibited a moist luster, as if it were one with her skin.

The jade was shaped like an oval leaf, finely carved, with smooth lines.

The surface of the jade shimmered with a faint glow, like a flower moistened by the morning dew, creating a serene and noble impression.

The princess's neck was elegant and slender, her cervical spine clearly visible, lending her neckline an even more delicate appearance. Set against the jade, her neck seemed all the more graceful.

No, this isn't right, why was his gaze drifting to his aunt's figure again.

Focus on the jade, look at the jade.

Cheng Guang examined the jade once more, but found that the Queen of the South Ming's fair and radiant neck seemed to possess some sort of magic, continuously drawing his gaze.

Cheng Guang didn't linger with his eyes.

He simply let go of the jade he was holding.

When his fingertips brushed against the Queen of the South Ming's fair and smooth skin, her body involuntarily shivered slightly.

Her eyes, like autumn water, opened wide, glaring fiercely at Cheng Guang.

Though it was a glare, the Queen of the South Ming's demeanor had become alluring, and that look seemed more like a pout, even making Cheng Guang feel somewhat itchy inside.

The effect of the princess's silk stockings was too powerful.

Amitabha Buddha, this is a sin.

Cheng Guang retreated a few steps and sat back down in his chair, diverting his gaze from the Queen of the South Ming to the teacup on the table.

Staring at the clear and boiling tea, roiling inside the cup, Cheng Guang seemed to remember something, lifting his eyes slightly, his gaze once again falling on the Queen of the South Ming.

"By the way, how did the King of South Ming die?" he asked.

"To replace the Crown Prince with the King of South Ming must have taken quite an effort, no? After all, the King was of royal blood, and hiding the celestial phenomenon that occurs at his death would not have been so easy."

Upon hearing Cheng Guang's words, the Queen of the South Ming's complexion turned slightly unnatural as she nodded faintly.

Seemingly finally aware of something off about herself, a blush of shame tinged her fair-as-jade cheeks, and her body inadvertently squirmed a little, more enticing than even a brothel's Oiran.

Such seductive allure was hardly inferior to Bai Shuxuan's.

And all this without much effort, purely natural, no additives.

Oh, that's wrong, there was an additive.

A black silk.

Cheng Guang thought to himself, unable to suppress a joke.

Even now that the Queen of the South Ming had noticed something, she still didn't understand the situation.

Clearly, she did not realize that it was all because of the black silk, which she initially thought to be particularly scandalous.

The Queen of the South Ming organized her thoughts and slowly spoke, "When the King of South Ming died, a restriction was cast. The power of that restriction was merely to prevent the celestial phenomenon from spreading too widely."

"It couldn't be concealed too deeply. Within a hundred miles, everyone who saw the celestial phenomenon was killed, and those who could not be killed had been dealt with to ensure their silence."

"At first, some might have wondered, upon seeing the celestial phenomenon at the King's domain, whether the King of South Ming had died. But later, when the Crown Prince was replaced and the King of South Ming reappeared, their doubts naturally waned on their own."

"With the prior silencing dealt with, the matter was rather perfectly suppressed. Even those who remained suspicious could not delve deeper into it."

"Perhaps one of the King's offspring had perished prematurely."

"Such instances, even though rare in the royal family, are not unheard of, and are typically kept secret among the royals," explained the Queen of the South Ming.

Cheng Guang understood the meaning behind the Queen of the South Ming's words.

At the same time, he realized that the Queen of the South Ming and the person mourning the Crown Prince did not enjoy the favorable circumstances that he did.

The restriction he used, Nine Dragons Stealing Sky, allowed him to confine the area of the restriction to the size of a single room.

Aside from himself, no one else saw the celestial phenomenon that occurred at the actual Princely Heir's death.

Cheng Guang felt somewhat relieved at this moment.

If it weren't for acquiring such a restriction, Nine Dragons Stealing Sky, as a system task reward, killing the real Princely Heir would have required more effort.

And, it might have been even messier than what the Queen of the South Ming and her people went through to kill the King of South Ming.

After listening to the Queen of the South Ming, Cheng Guang pondered for a moment, all the while glancing outside the round window at the sky.

Unbeknownst to him.

The sky gradually brightened, and the dawn's early light spilled over the land.