Free Preview: Wangye, Your Consort Is a Walking Disaster

In that moment, from another section of the ship’s deck, a scream rang out, followed by shouts of “Someone fell in the water! Someone help!”

After reaching a trade agreement with the young master of the branch Ma clan—agreeing to send goods like rare medicinal herbs to him, accepting his goods to sell on Long Yu Island, and helping forward them to Fu Kingdom…

After the flower-viewing banquet, Yang Xiuying’s life returned to quiet once more—until she began to feel bored. Her husband vanished before sunrise, leaving her in this vast, spacious, luxurious manor filled with comfort and tranquility… too much of it.

Yang Xiuying raised her eyebrows with interest when she heard the names that fell from the maid’s mouth.

Several days after the wedding, Jian Hantian returned to his duties. His urgent and important task at this time was overseeing the production of weapons from the hard-won Duanshen ore.

Chu Huiru, who’d been slapped until she rolled and lost consciousness, woke up half a day later.

The large carriage convoy departed from the manor entrance. Yang Xiuying lifted the window curtain. What she saw was her husband riding his horse flanking the carriage, slightly ahead.

Today, many citizens lined both sides of the street waiting for the bridal procession from foreign lands. They already knew that Qin Wang of Jian Kingdom’s bride was the daughter of the Long Yu Island Lord, which was famous for its strong Duanshen ore.

In the imperial palace at the capital of Jian Kingdom, Jian Dezhu—the current Emperor—received a letter from the envoys within a few days and furrowed his brow.

Finally, a reply accepting the meeting request sent by Jian Kingdom’s envoys arrived. The important officials tasked with negotiating the purchase of Duanshen ore all had pleased expressions filled with anticipation.