Wen Zhixuan said coldly, "I never said I came from the East Sea."
Zhao Shiyao, the Minister of Revenue, stepped forward at the behest of the Grand Secretary. “Your Majesty, the origins of the Imperial Preceptor are shrouded in mystery, yet he has earned your trust and been entrusted with important responsibilities. As a subject who receives the Emperor’s salary, I have no choice but to share your burdens. Therefore, I have investigated the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, and found that none of the Taoist practitioners knew of this person, Wen Zhixuan.”
Wen Zhixuan finally changed his expression.
There's a reason why these aristocratic families have been able to stand strong for so many years.
This scheme has likely been in the works for many years.
From the moment he entered the court, these people began to secretly investigate him.
It only broke out today.
He thought of a dream he had once had—in the dream, he had already won over the old guard of the Jiang family, held great power, and had begun to slaughter powerful families.
They haven't had time to make these methods public yet.
now--
Emperor Hongde frowned slightly, a vague unease creeping into his heart, but he still had to ask, "How does the Imperial Preceptor explain this?"
How to explain this?
He was indeed born into a esoteric sect, but he came from another time and space.
But besides Jiang Shumiao, who would believe it?
He was speechless and unable to defend himself.
It's a dead end.
**
Jiang Shumiao was dreaming.
Chen Xunzhi was already immune to it; as long as she didn't cause trouble in class, he would be grateful and turn a blind eye.
Inside the study, the sound of children reading aloud filled the air, both innocent and orderly.
Jiang Shumiao suddenly opened her eyes, sat up straight, did some calculations with her fingers, and her expression changed slightly.
She was about to get up when she remembered she was still in class, so she held back.
Chen Xunzhi was surprised. In the past, this little rascal would fall asleep as soon as his class started and would never wake up until the class ended.
Today is quite strange.
But the next second, Jiang Shumiao fell asleep again.
Chen Xunzhi: "..."
I thought she had changed her ways, but I was wrong to overestimate her.
Chen Xunzhi ignored him and continued lecturing.
Jiang Shumiao's soul had already left her body and arrived at the Heavenly Prison. She quickly found Wen Zhixuan and floated in front of him.
[You actually ended up in jail? I never thought I'd live to see that!]
Wen Zhixuan was somewhat surprised to see her. [The princess's spirit has left her body to come here; surely she hasn't come to kick someone when they're down?]
The two communicated using their spiritual senses, without the prison guards outside noticing in the slightest.
Jiang Shumiao tilted her head and looked him over.
Although he was imprisoned, he was not tortured and didn't even have to change into prison clothes. It was more like he was on vacation than in jail.
What did you do wrong? Even your uncle couldn't save you?
Wen Zhixuan's eyes dimmed slightly.
My identity has been exposed.
Jiang Shumiao: "..."
It was truly unexpected.
After all, this scene wasn't recorded in the Book of Fate she saw.
But she quickly figured out why.
Because of his own interference, Wen Zhixuan's life was not as smooth as the book of fate indicated, and his luck was also declining.
It seems I'm the only one who can help you now.
Wen Zhixuan shook his head. "They won't believe me, and I have a feeling they'll target you next."
Jiang Shumiao crossed her arms.
No one in this world can do anything to me.
Wen Zhixuan: "..."
You might think she's just a fearless newborn calf, but she's a god, and her mortal body has been tempered into an immortal one.
At least in the mortal realm, she is invincible.
Wen Zhixuan thought for a moment and asked her, "Since you have already developed divine bones, why haven't you ascended yet?"
I don't need to ascend.
Jiang Shumiao frowned slightly. "Let's not talk about that now. Tomorrow I'll go see my uncle and tell him about your background."
Wen Zhixuan's expression was complicated, and he hesitated to speak.
【what? 】
Jiang Shumiao was baffled. [Why are you like Fengdu? Don't tell me you're so moved you're about to cry; I don't know how to comfort you.]
Wen Zhixuan: "..."
If it weren't for the fact that this child was his nemesis, he would have thought that this girl was indeed beautiful, cute, and likable, but unfortunately, she had an extra mouth.
"The princess saved me because she knew I couldn't die here, otherwise spacetime would collapse, right?"
It's not that serious.
Jiang Shumiao didn't mince words, "You are not from this world, yet you left your bloodline here, forging an inseparable connection with this era. However, your traces in another timeline haven't been erased—simply put, your registered residence. If you die here, it will affect the trajectory of this timeline to some extent, and you won't be able to enter the underworld after death. You might even be completely annihilated."
[To distort time and space is to defy the will of Heaven. If you cannot return, the impact on the other timeline will be even greater. In particular, your family, and even the ancestors of the Wen family, will vanish into nothingness.]
The stories of people traveling to other worlds and living peacefully to old age are all fiction.
In fact, how could one go unpunished for violating the rules of heaven and earth?
Wen Zhixuan remained silent for an even longer time.
He knew that what Jiang Shumiao said was true.
Did he return in the dream? If not, then...
He dared not think about it.
"Princess, could you please escort me back?"
Not yet.
Jiang Shumiao was also helpless.
Although I have developed divine bones, I have not yet recovered to my full strength. Forcibly opening a portal to another dimension might severely damage my vitality. Furthermore, while I cannot foresee your fate, I can roughly see that your connection with this dimension is not yet severed, and you cannot leave.
Wen Zhixuan remained silent.
Jiang Shumiao said, "Don't worry, when the time is right, even if you want to stay, I won't allow it... Someone's calling me, I have to go."
She vanished instantly, then woke up in the study.
There were people all around—a bunch of little kids, led by Lu Yanzhi. He looked at Jiang Shumiao strangely, his tone a little helpless, "Are you playing chess with the Duke of Zhou in your dreams, or are you having too much fun in your sleep?"
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