If that's the case, then they can be saved.
But her feverish mind quickly calmed down.
Ge Cong'an hasn't appeared in Hangzhou for so many years, nor has he appeared in the capital after Xiao Yuan ascended the throne. So what exactly is the relationship between them?
Why has the imperial court remained unaware of such a mysterious place as Dongli Island?
Su Xuerong's heart began to pound with anxiety again.
Three days later, the Dragon King of Dongli returned to the island.
The entire island's population came to greet them.
"...Your Majesty, didn't you see how excited those islanders were, with tears in their eyes!" Xiuchun had just returned from the main gate, gesturing excitedly. "I was worried that the little princess would be jostled by the crowd, so I rushed back."
Su Xuerong said calmly, "These islanders all depend on this Dragon King for their livelihood, so of course they should regard him as a god."
Xiuchun couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty, do you think this Dongli Dragon King might actually be the real Dragon King?"
Su Xuerong couldn't help but poke her forehead: "Confucius said, 'You shouldn't talk about strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits.' What Dragon King is this?"
If he were truly the Dragon King, would the world still experience severe droughts and floods?
If everyone sincerely prays, wouldn't that bring good weather and abundant harvests?
Su Xuerong didn't believe any of this; she preferred to believe that the Dongli Dragon King, who refused to show his face, was Ge Cong'an.
Just then, they heard Yao's hurried footsteps coming in from outside: "Madam, Elder Teng asked this old servant to invite you to the front hall."
Su Xuerong raised an eyebrow: "Has the Dragon King returned?"
Madam Yao nodded hurriedly: "The Dragon King is changing his clothes in the Worry-Free Pavilion right now, and said that you should go to the front hall first, Madam."
Xiuchun looked nervous.
Su Xuerong gently patted her shoulder: "It's okay, don't worry!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com