"Welcome Her Royal Highness the Princess and His Royal Highness Prince Fu back to the palace!"
Duan Yuzhuo, along with the palace's stewards and servants, came out promptly and knelt down in front of the palace gate to perform a solemn ceremony.
The noise was so loud that the civilians passing by all knelt down one after another! Almost half of the street was covered with kneeling.
Su Ning'an was deeply shocked by this scene. He was at a loss for a moment and hurriedly hid behind Baili Qingluan.
"Ang'er, you are the master of Prince Fu's Mansion, the king of the entire Rong City. Quickly ask them to stand up without any formalities."
Su Ningan quickly calmed down and waved his chubby hand imposingly, "Everyone, please stand up!"
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
"From now on, when you see me, there's no need to kneel down and kowtow!"
"Yes!" Everyone's unanimous voice once again shocked Su Ning'an's ears.
Su Ning'an breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took Baili Qingluan into Prince Fu's Mansion.
"Oh my god! Our Beiyi prince of a different surname, Prince Fu, is actually a chubby and adorable child!"
"Yes, I was close enough to see Prince Fu's profile. He looked very blessed, completely worthy of the title!"
"Not only is he blessed, but he's also our Beiyi's lucky star. I heard he was named King of Fortune, and the generals and soldiers of Xirong quickly withdrew!"
"That's great. I don't have to be so nervous when I go out on the street anymore."
"What's there to be so nervous about? The soldiers from the Western Rong occupied our Rong City, but we didn't see them oppressing the people of Beiyi. We are still taking care of ourselves!"
"Yes! I heard that the reason why Xirong attacked our Beiyi was because the Song family army was not a good person..."
Baili Qingluan and her son were completely unaware of the common people's whispers. They admired the palace's low-key yet luxurious courtyard all the way to the main hall of the main courtyard.
"Huh? Where's my uncle? Why didn't I see him come out to greet us?"
Baili Qingluan didn't need to guess, Baili Xuanlang was busy chasing Miss Xu.
"Don't worry about him. He'll come back when he's had enough fun outside."
Su Ning'an frowned, "My uncle is such a grown man, but he still plays outside and doesn't come home. He should get married as soon as possible and focus on his studies."
Baili Qingluan patted his little head and said, "When he comes back, it's time for him to get married."
"Really?"
"You'll know when your uncle comes back."
The mother and son met the managers of the mansion in the front hall. They were all trustworthy people arranged by Baili Xuance to assist Su Ning'an in managing the miscellaneous affairs of the five cities.
Baili Qingluan gave some serious instructions, then took Su Ning'an to their respective courtyards, and then went to the dining hall to have dinner together.
Su Ning'an was thinking about supporting a lot of people, and money would be needed everywhere. The fiefs of the five cities had not been delivered yet, so he had to spend money sparingly!
He instructed Duan Yuzhuo in advance to ask the chef to use cheap and filling ingredients as the staple food, and a few side dishes of meat and vegetables.
When they arrived at the dining room, the mother and son were surprised by the pile of steamed buns the size of two fists on the table.
It seems that there is no way to save money!
Not only did he have to make money from painting, he also needed to open a few shops to support his mother.
"Ang'er, tomorrow mother will help you arrange the withdrawal of troops. She will be busy all day. After dinner, you should go to bed early."
Baili Qingluan wanted to instruct Su Ning'an to handle these matters as soon as possible so that he could be able to take charge of things on his own as soon as possible.
"Okay, mother, then... Song Linyuan, should we go to the dungeon in the center of the lake?"
Baili Qingluan continued to eat a few dishes before saying, "Duan Yuzhuo."
"I'm here!"
"Song Linyuan and Yu Chengxin will only eat one meal a day starting tomorrow. Servants will be sent out every morning to clean up the lake dungeon."
"Princess, after His Highness sent Yu Chengxin here, he sent her and Song Linyuan to the dungeon in the middle of the lake and only gave them one meal a day."
Baili Qingluan nodded, "I understand, please leave."
"yes!"
"Anger, wait until we finish our work, and then we can bring them food together."
In the dungeon, Song Linyuan seemed to have telepathy and intuitively felt that Su Ningan had returned home.
The next day, as soon as the servants who came to clean up for them came in, Song Linyuan asked them whether Su Ning'an had returned.
The first requirement to be selected into Prince Fu’s Mansion is to keep a tight mouth.
Song Linyuan didn't get an answer from them, and felt unwilling.
Yu Chengxin was lying on the couch opposite at this time. Seeing him like this, he couldn't help but shook his head.
If Su Ning'an could recognize him as his biological father, why would he have to starve here with her?
But he still tried to comfort him, "A Yuan, don't worry, Prince Fu is your son after all, he will always come to see you when he is at home."
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Master Ci'en indeed returned to Huangjue Temple on the seventh day.
When the Empress Dowager heard the news, she immediately sent Fu Xuan to invite him.
"This poor monk Ci'en greets the Empress Dowager."
"Master Ci'en cannot do this. Please excuse yourself and take a seat."
"Thank you, Empress Dowager." Master Ci'en stood up straight, and Fu Xuan quickly brought a chair over. "Master Ci'en, please sit down."
Master Ci'en smiled, nodded, and sat down.
"I wonder which noble person the Empress Dowager wants to pray for and chant sutras for when she sees me?"
The Empress Dowager glanced at Fu Xuan, and Fu Xuan quickly pulled Li Haiying, who was standing aside and ready to ask questions, out and they stood guard outside the door together.
Li Haiying leaned towards the door calmly.
"Master Ci'en, my eldest grandson is now seriously ill. I have arranged a marriage for him to bring him good luck. Can my grandson's wife bear a child?"
The Empress Dowager handed him Xie Wanyi's birth date.
Master Ci'en took a look and said, "Congratulations, Queen Mother. You will be pregnant within a month."
"Is it a boy or a girl?" the Queen Mother asked impatiently.
"It's a boy!"
The Empress Dowager's anxious heart finally settled. "Can my eldest grandson be completely cured and restored to his former self?"
Ci'en's brows slowly furrowed, "It's dangerous."
"What do you mean?"
Master Ci'en looked up at her, his eyes dark and dark, and said solemnly, "The eldest prince is destined to die, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape!"
"What!" The Empress Dowager's heart sank in fear. "Master Ci'en, are you sure? Twenty years ago, you said Feng Jinyu was destined to be a true dragon emperor. How could there be a calamity of death?"
Master Ci'en said calmly, "This woman's fate is no longer the same as that woman's fate back then, so their fates have naturally changed as well."
The Empress Dowager looked panicked, "How much longer does Yu'er have left?"
"In less than two months..."
The Empress Dowager felt as if her heart had sunk into an icy cave. How could Yu'er only have less than two months left?
She watched him grow up, put in a lot of effort, and acted as both a grandmother and a mother. She couldn't accept this fact.
Master Ci'en looked at her expression and spoke at the right moment, "Empress Dowager, please don't worry. The calamity of death is not unavoidable, but it is very difficult to resolve."
Upon hearing this, the Empress Dowager felt as if she had grasped a lifeline. "Then how can we resolve this? What will it take?"
Master Ci'en lowered his eyes to look at Xie Wanyi's birth date and time. "If we want to avert the eldest prince's doom, the only woman whose birth date and time the Empress Dowager showed me twenty years ago is the one who can save the eldest prince."
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