Jiang Youran, reborn at the age of four, decided to marry her mother, Mrs. Su—who died in depression before she was 28 in her previous life—to her cousin, Duke Ping, who had always harbored feeling...
Su Youchen pulled his younger sister's half-leaning body back, "Sister, you still need to be careful. Although there are many powerful and influential people in the capital, not just anyone can be the crown prince. Look, the person sitting in that carriage may not be the real imperial advisor."
The vehicle was slowly passing in front of Fuxi Building.
It was as if everyone's eyes had just blurred for a moment when the carriage curtain suddenly came to a complete stop.
Su Youran looked intently into the car again.
Suddenly, a white-robed Taoist boy stood on the carriage, smiling and gesturing to the cheering crowd outside, while scattering flowers at them.
The white veil that had been fluttering had stopped at some point.
Su Youran could vaguely see the figure inside, which seemed to be smaller, presumably replaced by a child.
She asked in astonishment, "Brother, where is Master?"
Su Youchen's gaze fell on a carriage parked at a corner diagonally opposite.
Su Youran also looked over and whispered, "It's my godmother's carriage!"
The Crown Prince next door also saw the carriage and couldn't help but roll his eyes.
This guy must have had a purpose in making such a big fuss coming back.
Su Youran pulled her brother back to the table, where they sipped tea and took out their notebooks to listen to everything around them.
Over the years, the little notebook has long since evolved from an egg into a square notepad.
The form is similar to before, but at least it has hands and feet, can talk and jump, unlike before when it could only communicate through words and express its feelings with colors.
Moreover, ever since Xiao Youran lost its enthusiasm for collecting luck points, it has had little use.
It was overjoyed to be released to use its telepathic abilities and immediately activated its listening mode.
In another location, the princess was indeed in a private room of a teahouse.
She received a note early in the morning with familiar handwriting, the gist of which was that an old friend had returned and invited her to a teahouse for a chat.
It was clearly the handwriting of that dead monk. He had been gone for six years with almost no news of him. Now that he had suddenly appeared, the princess didn't care whether it was a trap or not, and came straight over.
Over the years, Prince Rong's influence has been significantly diminished, and he no longer seeks to kill her. In the capital, apart from him, no one will harm her anymore.
So she came directly without even bringing any guards.
The journey was bustling with noise, as people heard that the Imperial Preceptor, personally appointed by the Emperor, had returned.
She thought that after seeing this dead monk, she must go to the palace to ask her brother, the emperor, why she was suddenly appointed as a national advisor without knowing it, and who this national advisor was.
The private rooms of this teahouse are located directly opposite the main street of the imperial city.
So when the imperial advisor's carriage, which had attracted much attention, slowly approached, she leaned against the window and saw the figures inside clearly.
At first, she thought that the Imperial Preceptor was indeed handsome. Although he was a bit old, looking to be around thirty, it was precisely this maturity and composure that made him worthy of the great responsibility of Imperial Preceptor.
Then her eyes widened in disbelief.
It was him?!
When did this guy grow his hair so long and flowing?
When did he suddenly become the teacher of a nation?
Just as he was wondering what was going on, in the blink of an eye, the person suddenly appeared in front of him.
She was startled and took a step back, but the man smiled and took another step closer.
Her heart, which had been dormant for many years, suddenly began to pound for some unknown reason.
"Worry-free." The person spoke using the nickname from over a decade ago.
Wuyou is the courtesy name of Princess Chuling.
The princess immediately exhaled the breath she had been holding, laughing and scolding, "Wu Wang, are you trying to scare me to death?! What, are you tired of being a monk and want to become the Imperial Preceptor?"
Seeing that her expression had relaxed a bit, Wu Wang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and deliberately chuckled, "Wu You, how was it? Were you surprised or not at all by this way of making an entrance today?"
The eldest princess slowly sat down and spat at him, "You disappeared without a word back then, but now you've returned and become the Imperial Advisor. Let me guess, you've... graduated from Ghost Valley Mountain? The new master of the mountain?"
Only with this identity could one be qualified to request the position of Imperial Preceptor from the Emperor of the Great Zhou.
Wu Wang also sat down, pouring tea for her while smiling, "I thought your first question would be why I've grown my hair so long."
The eldest princess snorted, "Didn't you say that year that there was something you couldn't get over and that you would just become a monk? Now, you must have figured that out and are willing to enter officialdom, so you've taken on the position of Imperial Preceptor?"
Wu Wang nodded, a profound meaning in his eyes. "Yes, I've figured that out. So I came back."
The eldest princess asked curiously, "Come, come, tell me, what is it that made you so upset that you even wanted to become a nun? I didn't dare to ask before, but now that you've figured it out, I'm curious to ask you what it is."
Wu Wang stared at her and said slowly, "I will tell you when there is an opportunity in the future."
The eldest princess laughed, "You still love to keep things a secret. Fine, since you're the Imperial Advisor, I won't bother asking my brother anymore. You, the master of Ghost Valley Mountain, are entering officialdom? Is the world about to descend into chaos again? Where is there any unusual activity?"
Speaking of this, Wu Wang's expression became much more serious. "The war in the southern border has just ended, but the letter of surrender from Nan Yue is fake. There is a traitor in the Great Zhou, so the southern border is not stable. Moreover... there will be battle reports from Liaozhou to the capital soon."
The princess's expression shifted slightly. "The Western barbarians have invaded again?"
Wu Wang nodded, "However... my main reason for entering the court this time is not because of the war between the North and the South."
"What is it?"
Wu Wang then kept everyone in suspense, saying, "You'll know in three days."
"Hey!" The princess stretched out a hand, her thumb and forefinger forming a circle, almost flicking Wuwang's forehead. "You little rascal, again..."
She suddenly realized that this was no longer the young boy she had been a decade or so ago, and she was no longer the princess he had described…
Wu Wang opened her eyes wide and leaned her forehead against hers, "Princess, come here!"
The princess was taken aback, withdrew her hand, and laughed heartily, "It's been so many years since I've heard you call me that!"
Wu Wang's expression changed. "Wu You, now that I'm back, I will protect you and never let anyone hurt you or your child again."
The eldest princess laughed heartily, "You! You're not getting any younger, and now that you've returned to secular life, you should hurry up and find a wife! We three aren't your responsibility! Why should you protect us?"
Wu Wang sighed, "Let's go! Let's go to the palace together!"
Su Youran was secretly delighted when she heard this.
Carefree? Free from delusion?
Actually, isn't it "Never Forget"?
Although the prince next door is annoying, he did say one thing correctly.
This master is truly shameless and sassy, whether he's bald or has long hair!
He dares to flirt with the eldest princess?
Didn't you know she was a widow?
Didn't you know she was a mother of two?
Suddenly remembering something, she quickly asked the brother opposite her, "Brother, has Master mentioned the eldest son and his mother when he was with you on Ghost Valley Mountain all these years?"
Su Youchen thought for a moment and shook her head, "Apart from the time when the Eldest Princess had a difficult childbirth, the letter you wrote made him feel like he was in heaven, and he went crazy all night in the back mountain, which made me see some clues. There's nothing else."
Su Youran grinned mischievously, "Brother, how about we try to bring them together?"
Su Youchen rolled her eyes at her, clearly showing she had no interest in the matter.
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