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Silent and deathly still, not a trace of light could be seen through the room. Leaning against the soft and exquisite bed was a man who was resting with his eyes closed.

The man's head was shining, and his silver-white hair, which was like a rosette, was curled up and tied up in a bundle, then casually draped behind his shoulder.

Suddenly, as if he had been disturbed by something, the statue-like man opened his eyes without warning, and his long, thick, silver-gray eyelashes trembled slightly.

He sat up with a thoughtful expression on his face. At the corner of his eye was a lovely teardrop mark, like a diamond embedded in a perfectly cut face. It loomed in the dark, sealed room.

Very good, now the four great clans are all here.

A hint of amusement appeared on the corner of the man's mouth. He raised his face and exhaled deeply into the tranquil air. The long cloud of white air did not spread in the air, but instead quickly formed a regular, floating rectangle. The man had a smile on his face. He raised a finger towards the floating pattern in the air and slightly bent and turned it over before doing a knocking motion on the door.

"Boom!"

Sparks flew, and the rectangle of white mist became a circle of fire, burning mightily in the heavy, breathless darkness.

Through the burning flames, he could clearly see the lobby of Wan Hua Inn. Chaxianyu, Shier Hong, Luo Rongji and Wu Zhiya were standing face to face, and at this moment, Chaxianyu seemed to have heard some incredible news, her eyes were wide open, her face filled with astonishment. The image was moving, soundless, and the person projected had a vivid expression, as if he was present in person.

The man with curly silver hair stared coldly at the four people who stood side by side on the screen. He lifted his thin red lips and smiled faintly. They were the four great clans of the world, tea, Xu, Luo, and Wu.

One was not many, but one was not few. In fact, it was quite a number.

The silent darkness opened its giant beak, silently swallowing the burning flames that had emerged from the bottomless abyss.

Outside the house, the patter of the rain began. From the damp woods, far away, came the shrill cry of a crow.

Master Wu Zhiya, can you really come with us … Chaxianyu obediently carried her bag and stood by the side of the carriage. Behind her, the silent and silent was waiting for her and Shier Hong.

Hearing the young lady's weak question, Wu Zhiya was not the least bit surprised. His eyes were steady and calm, he did not hurry nor slow down as he slowly spoke out. The Wu Clan had been carrying the burden of divination for generations, and thus, they should have remained unchangeable for a long time, but now, I have been exposed because of Prince Xing Ning's repeated attempts.

Wu Zhiya lowered his eyelids and stared closely at the girl's black eyes that were filled with spirit energy. Besides that, he also had his own selfish desire. I hope that Your Highness Xing Ning will grant my wish.

Chaxianyu was magnanimous, she did not care about the euphemism in Wu Zhiya's words, but was very happy when she heard it. It was indeed a great fortune to have Master Wu's company on the way to Guangye … Master, on the road, you will be my companion. In the future, don't call me your majesty, just call me Chaxianyu!

Wu Zhiya hesitated for a rare moment, he was silent for a moment, and then said in a gentle and distant voice, "I, thank the Miss Yu."

When he heard Wu Zhiya call the tea fish 'Lady Envy', he suddenly felt like teasing the tea fish. He raised his eyebrows, pretended to be surprised, walked up to the tea fish's shoulder, bent over and whispered into the girl's ear, 'I've only been away a little while, how did my disciple become a' salted fish '?

Don't worry, even if Master Wu calls you Salty Miss Yu, Master will not dislike you.

Study hard, the salty Miss Yu could also make a comeback.

Shier Hong was currently lowered his head and focused on reading a stack of letters in his hands when he followed Luo Rongji out. He did not hear the teasing from before, so he did not raise his head and casually took over the conversation.

Chaxianyu and Wu Zhiya looked at each other.

Wu Zhiya looked as if he wanted to say something, but stopped. His face was filled with complex emotions, grief, anger and helplessness as he rolled his eyes crazily. The man with the unusual pupils had a bad conscience, he seriously thought for a moment, then took the initiative to make a suggestion.

Chaxianyu! Chaxianyu was fine! The young lady quickly jumped up and suggested. Blinking her eyes, her face was filled with hope as she looked at Master Wu who was like a jade-faced Buddha in front of her.

This time, Wu Zhiya agreed very readily. He nodded and replied 'Okay'.

After tidying up properly and bidding a simple farewell to the manager, the four of them successively boarded the carriage.

The cool breeze was clear, and the sky was bright. Chaxianyu who was lying by the window watched as the Wan Hua Inn moved further and further away, thinking about all that had happened in Jinan City and could not help but sigh.

She turned around and saw that Wu Zhiya and Luo Rongji were sitting side-by-side in silence two feet apart. They were closing their eyes to rest and once again let out a heartfelt sigh: "Looks like I can't sit opposite of you anymore …

The temperature was too low. Although it was the middle of May and spring, these two adults couldn't afford to offend an ice mountain.

Young Master? What's the matter with you? So serious. Chaxianyu's gaze changed as she turned her head to look at Shier Hong, who had not spoken for a long time. She discovered that the golden-eyed man was tightly grasping a letter at the tip of her fingers, her delicate eyebrows were knitted, her thin lips were pressed tightly together, and the golden brilliance in her eyes grew brighter.

The man came back to reality and placed the letter beside him aside without showing any emotion. He smiled at Chaxianyu.

Letter from the Master Zuo? Great! Are you all right, my lord? What about Sister Li? What did the letter say? Chaxianyu had not heard about the news about General Zuo and Princess Li Suren for a long time.

Shier Hong was a little regretful that he had said that out loud, so he revealed a difficult expression for a moment, and subconsciously raised his head, and looked at Luo Rongji who was in front of him.

At this time, the black haired, red-eyed man had long since opened his eyes. He elegantly crossed his slender legs, and his arms were crossed firmly in front of his chest. His back was upright and not touching the wall.

Wu Zhiya who was at the side seemed to be resting, completely motionless. He turned his head to look elsewhere and didn't say a word, but he secretly took in the exchange of glances between the two of them.

The letter said that Master Zuo and Princess Li were doing well, and that the wedding day would be held as scheduled by the imperial priest Luo Rongji, with the location being at the Zuo Mansion. The Master Zuo had even mentioned that the Emperor Xun would also participate …

Chaxianyu focused on eating the pastries in her hands as she nodded her head repeatedly. Uuu, that's truly great! Since that was the case, why did the young master look so worried?

Shier Hong sighed, he moved closer to Chaxianyu and asked with a low voice. Yu Er, if I remember correctly, the only time and the last time to choose a concubine was during the opening ceremony, right?

Chaxianyu's mouth was full of food. That's right, ever since royal father ascended the throne, there has only been one empress in the harem, the Queen Mother and I. Even after fifteen years had passed, I have never seen royal father having the thought of choosing a concubine after staying in the harem for so many years.

The letter from Master Zuo mentioned a Consort Xiao. What's going on?

Chaxianyu was startled, she stopped what she was doing and asked, Eh? Consort Xiao?

The Master Zuo said that the Emperor Xun had already sent an order for the two of them to attend the wedding ceremony together with the Qingling Palace Empress and Consort Xiao, to be the foster father and godmother of Princess Li Suren.