Chapter 885 He's about to have his eyes opened.

Song Chunxue frowned.

"He had no one with him, and no one sent any messages back?"

The eldest brother didn't seem to go into detail about Lord Xie's matter just now, only saying that he would go to the palace in two days to tell the Emperor a story...

Could it be that Xie Zheng has been placed under house arrest?

Although it can be seen from previous incidents that the emperor trusts Xie Zheng.

But the emperor's trust is like dog shit—dangerous and useless.

If only it were like a donkey dung ball, the longer it's kept, the more believable it would be, and you could even hold it in your hand and burn it as firewood.

"No, several court officials who are on good terms with you, like you, have been in the palace for two days without any news."

Liu Chunshu's words made Song Chunxue restless.

Although she understood that since her senior brother had said he would enter the palace in two days, it meant that Xie Zheng was not in danger, she still wanted to go to the palace herself to see for herself.

However, she was unfamiliar with the palace, and even if she went there, she wouldn't know where to go.

Just then, Fangyue walked in from outside and placed a steaming bag of roasted chestnuts in front of her.

"Want to go to the palace? I know it well." She lowered her voice. "Let's go quietly, without letting our senior brother find out."

"Okay." Song Chunxue nodded.

Fangyue glanced at Liu Chunshu, gesturing for him to go out first.

Liu Chunshu left, turning back every few steps, as if afraid she would waste time.

"Senior sister, what's wrong?"

"Let me tell you something first. That night, someone broke into the Imperial Study and set it on fire. The person who set the fire left something behind, pointing the finger at Xie Zheng. In the past few days, someone has impeached Xie Zheng, saying that he colluded with foreign enemies and wanted to choose a wise ruler. Several honest officials were also implicated, and even Xie Zheng's teacher. This matter is no small thing and is worse than expected."

Fangyue's father suffered an unjust accusation and ultimately his entire family was executed.

Having become the daughter of a disgraced official and been living in exile for many years, Fangyue could not bear to see anyone framed.

Song Chunxue changed her clothes. "I know. Let's go into the palace first, so we can at least confirm his safety."

They put on invisibility talismans, quietly left the house, and jumped onto the roof.

Where to?

As dusk approached and darkness fell, Master Han's voice echoed from the rooftop.

Song Chunxue stood on the wall, raised her hand and pressed it near the wound, as if to relieve the burning pain.

She removed the invisibility talisman. "Senior Brother Han can see us?"

"If I can't see this, wouldn't I have lived this long in vain?" He looked behind Song Chunxue. "Fangyue, Lord Zhao is looking for you. Go to the study."

Fangyue reluctantly removed the invisibility talisman, turned around, and landed back in the courtyard.

Song Chunxue jumped onto the roof and sat not far from Master Han.

She remained calm and asked in a low voice, "Is Xie Zheng safe?"

"Yes, at least for the next few days." Master Han glanced in the direction Fangyue had left. "Whenever it comes to matters related to the imperial palace or the court, Fangyue loses the rationality and composure that someone her age should have. You must be careful."

"But I still want to see him, just to put my mind at ease." Song Chunxue pleaded, taking out a small bottle of divine spring water. "Please."

Master Han looked at the dark green porcelain bottle in her hand, the wooden stopper somewhat casually placed.

His expression was strange. He frowned and looked at it for a moment, then casually took it. "Water that's comparable to a divine elixir, and you're storing it in this?"

As he spoke, he stood up, pressed the lid of the porcelain bottle, and put it into his storage ring. "I'll take you there."

Sure enough, Master Han was actually quite easy to talk to.

Song Chunxue immediately stood on his sword, and within a few breaths, she floated up to the sky above the palace.

After turning several corners, they stopped outside a spacious and tall house with red paint, green tiles, and exquisite window frames. The surroundings exuded a sense of fear that no one would set foot there.

Two guards with swords stood outside the door. When Master Han raised his hand, they closed their eyes and stood still, falling into a deep sleep.

Song Chunxue couldn't help but sigh, "This is the skill of a master."

Unlike her, who needs invisibility talismans and all sorts of other talismans.

Master Han could travel freely by simply conjuring up an illusion.

"Go ahead, have two cups of tea. I'll wait for you outside." With that, Master Han's figure disappeared.

For some reason, the wound suddenly started to throb painfully.

Despite her numb consciousness, Song Chunxue was acutely aware that Xie Zheng was extremely worried about her safety.

She strode into the house, lifted the curtain, and went to the study.

Xie Zheng was dressed in official robes, with his official hat placed to the side, and was writing at his desk.

"Ah Xue?"

He put down his brush in surprise and strode towards her.

Before Song Chunxue could say anything, Xie Zheng pulled her into his arms.

"It's good that you're awake, it's good that you're awake," he said, holding her tightly and carefully avoiding her injured area. "I'm afraid I'll never see you again."

"Rather than enjoying a brief moment with you, I'd rather watch you grow old together."

His exclamation of relief at surviving the ordeal made Song Chunxue freeze.

Tears streamed down her face without warning. She hugged his waist tightly, which was noticeably thinner. "Are you saying this because you don't want to be with me anymore?"

Xie Zheng didn't speak, but silently stroked her hair and carefully examined her eyebrows and eyes.

"Ah Xue, there's something I need to tell you." He gazed at her affectionately.

"We'll talk about it later. How are you? When can you come home?"

Xie Zheng shook his head. "I don't know."

"Ah Xue, you will live in the Zhao residence from now on and focus on your cultivation. Don't worry about me. Our current situation will only drag you down and implicate Lord Zhao. It's best to distance yourself from us."

Song Chunxue didn't understand the court intrigues or the overall situation of the world; all she knew was that she didn't like separation.

Unconsciously, tears rolled down my cheeks.

Xie Zheng raised his hand and gently brushed it away.

"Didn't you say that if two people are truly in love, what does it matter if they are together day and night?" He held her slender shoulders and gently returned her words, "Are you willing to wait for me? I'll stay right here. Don't be afraid."

Song Chunxue inhaled sharply and stomped on his foot, as if she were some kind of heartless person.

Suddenly, Wuyou appeared.

"You're not a kid anymore, what's there to cry about? Many newlyweds are separated on their wedding night because of war. You two are only apart for a few days, and you can't handle it?"

Song Chunxue raised her hand and slapped Wuyou away, saying, "None of your business."

"You were too rough. It was just a moment of carelessness that I didn't watch you closely enough and you got shot. Are you holding a grudge like that?"

Before Song Chunxue could say anything, Wuyou suddenly pressed herself against the window.

Shh, that dog emperor is here.

He said quickly, "These past two days, I, the immortal, have finally found out the root of the problem. That dog emperor couldn't stand seeing Lord Xie's iron tree blossom, and he couldn't stand seeing the two of you being so affectionate and becoming Daoist partners."

"I don't know how he heard that. He's like a jealous gossip in the village. Even without this incident, he would have tried every means to separate you two, just because no one loves him. Do you think there's any justice in this world?"

The footsteps grew closer, and Song Chunxue used an invisibility talisman to hide behind the curtain.

"Are you settling in well, my dear minister?"

A man dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe stepped across the threshold and looked down at her with concern, asking, "Have you thought through what I said, my dear minister?"

Song Chunxue's heart skipped a beat.

"Your Majesty, this is my family matter. Please do not interfere. I cannot obey."

"Very well." The Emperor turned around and ordered, "Bring the food here, and we'll discuss things while we eat."

Master Han tapped Song Chunxue's shoulder with two fingers and said with a smile, "You're about to have your eyes opened. No wonder this country will eventually perish in his hands."