“Uh…” An Jiuyue was speechless when he heard Qian Jiyun’s question.

Only then did she realize that the man was staring at her. He could probably discover all her secrets from her casual actions, right?

Forget it. He had to know. She had nothing to hide anyway.

“You should know my father’s name, right?”

“Lan Zheng—”

Before he could finish what he wanted to say, Qian Jiyun saw his wife’s threatening gaze and immediately swallowed his last word.

“An Tu.”

Lan Zhengfeng? He was a cold-blooded and heartless person who could even give up his flesh and blood. How could he be worthy of his wife calling him “Father”?

His wife only had one father now, and that was An Tu…

“An Tu!”

He looked up suddenly, and his pupils constricted. He was shocked.

This name… This name roared like thunder. Which person in the entire continent would not have heard of this name?

“It’s… It’s Prince An Yang!”

It was him! It really was him!

When he first heard An Tu’s name, he thought it was a coincidence that An Jiuyue’s adoptive father shared the same name as Prince An Yang.

How would he have known that An Jiuyue’s adoptive father was really Prince An Yang?

An Jiuyue had inherited everything from Prince An Yang, including his royal title. It was really unexpected!

How could he have expected that Prince An Yang, who had traversed the entire continent back then, was no longer alive?

“Then you…”

“I just want to take it slow,” An Jiuyue said.

She was afraid she would fall if she took on Prince An Yang’s place suddenly.

“The higher I climb, the harder I’ll fall. I know that.”

Qian Jiyun nodded. “Sounds good.”

However, something had to be done.

He had never taken Prince Lei Ting seriously. He had always thought subduing the 18 Stockaded Villages would be impossible for him.

However, things were different. His wife was the master of 18 Stockaded Villages. He could not let Prince Lei Ting have another chance to encroach on them.

He took a deep breath and thought of a way to deal with Prince Lei Ting.

“By the way, I have something to ask you.”

Qian Jiyun had come from the military camp. The epidemic there was more serious. An Jiuyue thought he might know about the missing people.

“What is it?” Qian Jiyun asked.

“Have you received any news about the people nearby recently? For example, news about a large number of people missing?”

“Missing people?”

Qian Jiyun’s pupils constricted. He recalled that a deputy general had found that hundreds of people in a village had disappeared overnight.

There were follow-up reports, but they had assumed that the people had run to the mountains to hide as they were afraid of the epidemic.

However, An Jiuyue must have had a reason for her question.

Did those people not leave on their own? Were they taken away by someone instead?

“There are people who went missing. Jiuyue, how do you know about this? Are there people missing here too?”

“I knew it!” An Jiuyue was certain after hearing his reply.

That person is really hiding near the military camp. Is he doing this to go against Qian Jiyun? Or the 18 Stockaded Villages? Or both?

“I didn’t get any information. It’s just…”