Two years ago, the Northern Yi Imperial City.
“Bang!”
"Go find another way. If you can't summon the gods, don't come back!"
The king failed to summon the gods, and he flew into a rage in the hall. He smashed everything on the antique shelf, and even drove out Han Zhe, who was trying to comfort him.
Gong Shihou was outside the house. When he saw Hanzhe coming out, he hurriedly opened his umbrella.
"Your Highness, the gods are already angry. Do you still need to go and ask for help?"
"Please, of course you should!" There was a cold look in Hanzhe's eyes.
When they reached a palace gate, Qianluo was waiting there.
After returning from Dongwu, many changes occurred in the palace. The king passed away, the prince succeeded to the throne, and the concubines, princesses and palace maids of the second prince's faction were all wiped out. That day, half of the palace was stained with blood.
Now there are only the king and Hanzhe, a few princesses and concubines in this palace.
Under Hanzhe's instructions, Qianluo finally lives like a princess in the palace.
"Fifth Brother." She called out to the person who came.
The snow was as heavy as drizzle, and she didn't have an umbrella, but her head was already covered with snow.
Hanzhe turned his head, closed his eyes, and put on his usual gentle expression, "Why are you standing here waiting?"
He gently brushed off the snow on her body, held up an umbrella, and sent her back to the palace.
"Your Majesty, do you still want to pray to the gods?" Qian Luo asked.
"Yeah." He responded softly.
After walking quietly for a short distance, Qian Luo spoke again, "Fifth Brother, His Majesty's temperament has changed drastically since he ascended the throne. Especially after learning that there is a god in Dongwu, he has become like a demon. Why don't you..."
Before he finished speaking, the palace servant knew what he meant. He slowed down his pace and followed the two of them from a distance.
"You are more capable than him, why should you be inferior to him? Fifth brother, you want to rebel? I can help you." She said a little anxiously.
The king's desire to annex Dongwu grew stronger, and he became more violent. Perhaps that was his nature, but he had previously suppressed it because of his father and second brother.
How can he be a good person if he can watch his beloved sister being bullied indifferently, plot against his mother to compete for the position of crown prince, and kill his sister just to get rid of an enemy general?
After a moment of silence, Hanzhe slowly said, "Qianluo, please don't say such things anymore. His Majesty is on the throne legitimately. What reason do I have to overthrow him?"
Although Hanzhe was raised by the mother of the current king, he was the son of a palace maid and had a low status. He never dared to aspire to that position, and now he dared not even think about it.
"If his reputation for cruelty gets out, it will be unjustifiable." Qian Luo's face showed joy, as if she had already seen the man being driven off the throne.
Hanzhe has a gentle temperament. If he becomes the king, everyone in the palace will no longer have to worry.
Han Zhe chuckled and shook his head, "His Majesty just has a bad temper. He wouldn't kill anyone easily unless they made a mistake. How can he be called cruel?"
"Qianluo, please don't mention this matter again. His Majesty doesn't like you to begin with. If these words get to his ears, your life will be difficult again."
"I have a way, I..." Qianluo looked around for a moment, and after confirming that no one was around, she leaned close to Hanzhe's ear and whispered, "I know an immortal."
Han Zhe was stunned for a moment, blinked, and asked, "What? Immortal?"
"Yes, Immortal." Qianluo nodded heavily, her eyes extremely serious.
The next day, just before sunrise, the two men rode their horses towards the mountains behind the imperial city.
They walked to the foot of the mountain, and the sun fell halfway up the mountain, and they came to a hidden cave.
After removing the layer of snow on the surface, a cave about one or two people high suddenly appeared.
"When... did you know about this place?" Han Zhe asked in surprise.
This is the mountain behind the imperial city. When the princes and princesses in the palace were young, they often came here to play. No one knew that there was such a cave here.
"When I was ten years old, they left me here. It snowed heavily that day and I lost my way, so I found this place." Qian Luo smiled bitterly.
Before she was six years old, she was a pampered little princess. After her mother lost power and was beaten to death in the cold palace, she was often taken out by her brothers and sisters to be bullied.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help you then." Han Zhe said with concern.
Qian Luo shook her head, "I know that you, Fifth Brother, are not having a good time either."
Having the same miserable childhood, the two said no more and entered the cave.
The entrance was pitch black and narrow, barely wide enough for one person to pass through. It widened further inward until it reached a circular cavern. A figure sat on a stone platform in the center, shimmering with golden light, surrounded by a layer of black air. The golden light tried to break through the darkness, but only managed a tiny ray before being sucked into the abyss.
Han Zhe frowned slightly. He didn't know what the immortal looked like, but it was definitely not such an ominous appearance.
"Qianluo..."
"Shh." She placed a finger between her lips, silencing him. "The immortal doesn't like to be disturbed. Let's wait for half an hour. If he wakes up, we can talk to him today."
Until the seventh day...
Qianluo was busy with palace affairs today and did not come with them. Hanzhe waited until the last moment, stood up and was about to leave, when the immortal opened his eyes.
Half a minute later, he came out of the cave, looking energetic, as if there was a moon hanging in the bright sky, with a gentle breeze blowing on the water, and a rare look of genuine joy in his eyes.
Half a year passed in a flash, and the immortal agreed to come out of the mountain. He informed the king of the news.
The king was overjoyed and held a special celebration to welcome the immortal back from the mountain.
Since that day, civilians have been missing in the city from time to time. The government has searched for them in many places but to no avail, so the case has been left unsolved.
Half a year later, one day, the king saw the immortal and felt that her features were somewhat familiar, but he did not dare to act rashly and just silently took note of it in his heart.
A few days later, he suddenly remembered who he looked like.
"Where is Qianluo? I haven't seen her for a long time." He asked Hanzhe.
Hanzhe paused as he continued writing the case file, "He left the palace a few days ago, saying he was going to travel."
He put down his pen and said, "Qianluo has had a hard time over the years, Your Majesty, please don't blame her for being playful."
The emperor waved his hand and said, "Whatever, whatever. She doesn't have much to do in the palace anyway, so let her be."
Later one morning, Han Zhe was summoned to the Dengxian Pavilion. The immortal's evil spirit was out of control and almost destroyed the imperial city. Fortunately, his junior brother arrived and suppressed it.
The veil fell, and the face that looked exactly like Qianluo slowly released the suppressed demonic energy.
"I heard that you have found traces of the Snow God?" she asked.
"yes."
"Go look for her again, I need her."
Han Zhe was startled and asked, "Excuse me, Immortal Venerable, after you find it..."
Qianluo raised her eyes with a cold expression, "Of course it's to seize the divine power and refine the divine soul."
Seeing his panic, she continued, "You are a mortal body, and you can't withstand too much demonic energy. This can also be used to refine your physique."
Han Zhe's brows relaxed when he heard this, and he bowed and agreed.
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