[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn":3,"chapter-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-80":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Thirteen Years as King of the Great Song, I Learned I Was the Dragon",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2271775,4437,"Chapter 80","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-80",80,"\u003Cp>“You!” Li Qingluo clenched her teeth but dared not move; the opposing side was far too numerous, armed with military crossbows, and their attire was mixed—even their military uniforms differed slightly, leaving her unable to determine their true origin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re not from Suzhou’s official government?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Audacious!” Tong Guan shouted sharply: “This is His Imperial Highness Prince Yan! You bold, reckless, ignorant countrywoman—quickly put down your sword and pay homage to Prince Yan, or we’ll shoot you all dead, then investigate the Wang family of Suzhou for harboring bandits!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prince Yan?” Li Qingluo froze, stunned and uncertain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Put down your weapons or be shot dead!” Sun Tong barked. The crossbow strings tightened, emitting a dull, strained creak as if about to burst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qingluo’s eyes glazed over briefly; the imperial court was too distant and exalted for her to ever reach—even Suzhou’s government office was beyond her easy access, and even that connection existed only through the Wang family’s influence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breath grew heavy; she understood what a reigning prince represented. Not even the Pacification Commissioner of Liangzhe Circuit, a frontier governor, could match his rank or prestige—he was imperial blood, a scion of the celestial lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Put… put down your weapons…” Li Qingluo’s face turned pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“L-Lady…” the maids beside her trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t you hear me tell you to put them down!” Li Qingluo’s voice was strained, faintly hoarse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The maids dropped their blades to the ground, hearts pounding, heads bowed, hands now empty and useless, twisting nervously together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you all standing there for? Come and pay respects to His Imperial Highness!” Tong Guan shrieked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qingluo bit her lip, glanced at the hundreds of crossbows leveled at her, then stepped slowly down from the boat’s prow, the maids following behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After bowing before him, Li Qingluo said grimly: “I did not know His Imperial Highness Prince Yan had come to my humble abode—what is your command?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti studied Li Qingluo for a moment, then smiled faintly: “I have a friend who knows certain things about your household. I was curious, so I came to take a look.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qingluo blinked: “What things?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti narrowed his eyes, saying nothing. Li Qingluo hesitated, then said: “It is my fault—please, Your Imperial Highness, allow me to escort you inside for tea.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti watched as Li Qingluo cautiously led the way aside, then turned, hands clasped behind his back, walking forward, with Tong Guan and the others following.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking a while, they came upon a refined pavilion ahead. Zhao Ti glanced at Li Qingluo: “My friend said the Mantuo Mountain Villa on Taihu has a Lánghuán Jade Cave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qingluo’s face turned ashen; she froze mid-step: “Your Highness, my household has no jade cave—your friend must be mistaken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti sneered. Li Qingluo pressed her lips tight and entered the pavilion. Zhao Ti sat, scanning the surroundings—the room still adorned with Dali camellias.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Imperial Highness, let me brew tea…” Li Qingluo’s eyes flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need for tea,” Zhao Ti said. “My friend said the Lánghuán Jade Cave in Mantuo Mountain Villa holds many martial arts texts. I came to see them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Imperial Highness, this… this is absolutely untrue…” Li Qingluo said cautiously. “Could your friend perhaps be mistaken?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti studied her: “Do you think anyone in this world would dare come before me with a falsehood?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…” Li Qingluo’s mind churned. To hand over the Lánghuán Jade Cave’s martial arts was unthinkable—but his tone left no room for refusal, his intent absolute. She did not know what to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Highness, my household truly has no martial arts texts.” Li Qingluo thought quickly—she could stall for now. Her adoptive father, Ding Chunqiu, had arrived at Mantuo Mountain Villa a few days ago; she didn’t know where he’d gone, but once he returned, she could decide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti shook his head: “Are you trying to buy time for someone to arrive?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qingluo’s heart leapt: “I never thought that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti said: “I could simply force my way into the Lánghuán Jade Cave—but I don’t know if it’s booby-trapped. I’d rather not have my soldiers injured needlessly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Highness, my villa truly has no…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lady, I have a friend—I believe you know him,” Zhao Ti said calmly. “He hails from Dali, of the Duan imperial clan—his name is… Duan Zhengchun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah?” Li Qingluo’s face paled: “What did Your Imperial Highness say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti smiled slightly: “Duan Zhengchun, Prince of Zhennan in Dali—he’s told me everything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qingluo’s face turned ashen; her composure shattered. This was the Song Empire’s Prince Yan—he could indeed know the Dali imperial family. She murmured: “H-He… what did he say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti spoke slowly: “You have a daughter, don’t you? What is her birth date? Surely you know it yourself—do you really need me to go on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…” Li Qingluo stepped back two paces, gripping the edge of a flower table. “H-He sent someone here? Why didn’t I know? Why wouldn’t he see me? Does he still resent me—for being cruel, for killing innocents…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti shook his head: “You wouldn’t want these secrets known by your daughter—or by the Wang family, would you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I…” Li Qingluo fell silent, her face like death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget honor, forget how your daughter would face you once she learns, or how she’d face the world—just consider this: if the Wang family finds out, you and your daughter may…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… I…” Li Qingluo turned deathly pale. She knew too well how noble houses dealt with such matters—likely death without burial. Normally she could flee, but now, escape was impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti stood: “I have no time for your sordid affairs. Lead me to the Lánghuán Jade Cave!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Your Highness…” Li Qingluo went numb, moving like a puppet toward the exit. All she wanted now was to see this prince gone—she’d give him anything, even if it meant surrendering the Lánghuán Jade Cave’s martial arts—or anything else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the sky was still not yet dark, but Li Qingluo’s heart churned with dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lánghuán Jade Cave lay hidden deep within Mantuo Mountain Villa; without someone to guide you, even searching for hours would yield nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following a narrow path backward, passing several rows of courtyards, they entered a grove of flowers—within the grove, another path led forward, when suddenly a figure appeared ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti looked—and saw a young girl in a pale pink gauze robe, standing before a blooming tree, slender and graceful, her long hair cascading down her back, lightly bound with a silver ribbon, as if wreathed in mist and rosy dawn light, otherworldly and ethereal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl was plucking petals. At the sound, she turned her head. Zhao Ti saw her face—nearly identical to the exquisite jade statue in the Wuliang Mountain cave. Except for her clothing, not a single feature differed—she was the statue reborn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The jade statue had been alluring and bewitching, radiating seduction. This girl, however, was dignified yet youthful, like a wild orchid in a quiet valley, divine and exquisite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mother, you’re back?” the girl spoke, her voice soft and melodious, exquisite to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qingluo’s eyes flickered; she glanced at Zhao Ti: “Yanyan, come and pay your respects to…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti said coolly: “Your daughter?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qingluo whispered: “My daughter, Wang Yuyan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl stepped forward and bowed. Zhao Ti smiled, nodded: “Continue leading the way, Lady.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qingluo took a deep breath and walked on, Tong Guan and the others following close behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl watched their retreating backs, frowning slightly, a trace of confusion on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the deepest part of the flower grove, after several turns, she pressed a mechanism on a camellia tree—suddenly, a door opened in the hillside behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qingluo said: “Your Imperial Highness, please enter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti turned to the others: “Dao Fu, come with me. The rest, wait outside. Signal if anything happens.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They obeyed. Zhao Ti followed Li Qingluo inside. After dozens of breaths, the space opened into a vast chamber—pearls embedded in the walls, candles casting bright light, brilliantly illuminated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qingluo said: “The Lánghuán Jade Cave holds many books—what text would Your Imperial Highness like to see?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti scanned the rows of shelves: “Where is the Xiao Wuxiang Gong?”\u003C\u002Fp>",1377,"2026-06-19T22:30:31.989Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7813d480f7d68d992eebe26d93e68f5010b8164cba7158963d02a17b31c41975","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-81","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-79",270,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-cover.jpg"]