Then, without asking any further questions, she refused to see anyone after returning home. She devoted herself entirely to Buddhism.

After announcing her abdication, Yao Yao directly issued an edict, handing over the throne that countless heroes of the world longed for to the new emperor.

But the person has disappeared without a trace.

After Yaoyao abdicated, Shao'an also resigned from his position, which surprised the new emperor, but he still accepted.

Inside the Drunken Spring Pavilion, the emperor, whom many forces had been searching for, was enjoying himself in disguise, but no one knew it.

Sitting opposite Yao Yao were Xiao Dezi and Shao An. After Xiao Dezi learned that he was leaving, he insisted on going with Yao Yao. Yao Yao thought it wouldn't hurt to have another person with her, so she brought them along.

But to everyone's surprise, Shao'an also came along.

Yao Yao took a sip of wine. "Tsk, you gave up your promising official career and instead came back to retire to your hometown when you were young and strong. How could you be so foolish?"

Without the formal relationship of subject and subject, the group became less restrained.

Shao'an smiled and said, "Wherever you are, young master, I will be there."

"Oh, what you're saying makes me feel really guilty, after all, such a talented young man is going to be buried along with me."

Suzhi, who was offering a toast from the side, chuckled upon hearing this and then put down the wine pot. "If that's the case, young master, then you are the most promising young man. There is probably no woman in the whole world who wouldn't want to marry you."

The group laughed and joked, shedding the burdens of their past identities, and felt an unprecedented sense of ease.

The farewell was fast approaching, in the private room.

Suzhi asked, "Is the young master really leaving?"

Yao Yao said, "Yeah, I haven't gone out to see it properly yet."

Suzhi sighed, "Ah, then... will the young master come back?"

Yao Yao thought that the original owner's death was not far off, but she couldn't directly reply to Su Zhi that she might die outside.

He simply said, "Maybe. I'll come back to see you if I have the chance."

A knock sounded on the door, and then Shao'an pushed the door open and entered.

"Young master, the carriage is ready, we can depart."

"Mmm," she said, glancing at Suzhi before adding, "Goodbye."

Then, as Suzhi watched Yaoyao and Shaoan leave, she felt a deep emptiness in her heart.

In fact, Yaoyao had already revealed his identity to Suzhi a few days earlier, and had also given the Drunken Spring Pavilion entirely to Suzhi. His kindness to Suzhi was immense.

Yao Yao, Shao An, and Xiao Dezi traveled all over the Great Qi, drinking in the Gobi Desert, admiring the moon in the forest, and even seeing many legendary wonders.

But her good fortune didn't last long; she developed severe tuberculosis.

In ancient times, tuberculosis and cancer were almost indistinguishable.

When Shao'an first heard the news, he was even more incredulous. He grabbed the doctor by the collar, his face fierce, and said, "How is this possible? My young master has always been in good health! If you dare to talk nonsense, believe me, I'll kill you!"

The doctor was frightened but there was nothing he could do. The pulse clearly indicated that the patient had long suffered from tuberculosis and was beyond saving.

Compared to Shao'an and Xiao Dezi's anxiety and anger, Yao Yao was quite calm.

"Shao'an, put down the doctor. Since there's no hope, why cling to an unsolvable answer?"

Shao'an shook his head. "No...it's impossible...there must still be hope! Don't worry, young master, I will definitely find the best doctor to heal you."

Yao Yao, unusually, couldn't persuade him and sighed inwardly. In fact, this should be the original owner's death warning, because without any natural disasters or man-made calamities, he simply died of illness.

The original owner of this body was also in poor health and was worn down while fleeing for his life.