After vacating the East Palace, he took the mythical beasts to open up wasteland.

“Your Majesty, sometimes it is necessary to listen to the voices of the people, otherwise the imperial star will be unstable and the throne will be unstable.”

The Celestial Master was more outspoken and direct than the old men in the Imperial Observatory.

"Ah~"

"Shuchen is, after all, my most beloved child. Although Caiyan is a demoness, she is his only bloodline. Does the Celestial Master have a way to resolve this matter?"

The old emperor glared at Ji Caiyan with a look of disappointment, then turned to look at the Celestial Master.

"If the princess were to become my disciple, kneeling and kowtowing three times and kowtowing nine times, reaching the ears of the emperor, this danger could be averted."

The Celestial Master's words were profound.

"Otherwise, the dawn of the world will end because of the princess."

Ji Caiyan squinted at the Celestial Master and Fan Tongtong.

They make it sound so high-sounding, but they're just after her good fortune.

Whether it's Fan Tongtong, the time traveler Jiang Zhaodi, or Mr. Xing, it seems that only through a specific condition can her luck be stripped away.

The strategy: play the hero, save the damsel in distress, and get her to become your apprentice.

It seems that as soon as she lowers her head, her luck is inexplicably taken away.

What if she doesn't bow her head?

Ji Caiyan touched the green bracelet on her wrist, held the chubby tiger in her arms, and looked down at the ground.

“Mr. Xing, many of the people in the Waste Village are your students. You don’t lack students, so naturally you don’t lack me, the princess.”

“This princess has already taken on one master, so naturally she cannot take on another.”

"Your Highness, there's no rush. Let's take it slow."

The Celestial Master looked at Ji Caiyan with a smile, his refined face seemingly devoid of any anger.

His slender fingers even seemed to want to pat Ji Caiyan's shoulder.

Ji Caiyan turned slightly to the side and missed it.

She knew all about the tricks and strategies of those dog systems. What if he patted her on the shoulder and stole some of her luck points?

The Celestial Master was not annoyed and walked out of the Imperial Study.

Fan Tongtong glanced at Ji Caiyan with reluctance, and at the strong aura of fortune emanating from Ji Caiyan.

Greedily wiping his drool, he followed the Taoist master.

With the presence of a supreme deity, it dared not covet Ji Caiyan's fortune.

"Don't let Wenli die."

As if by magic, the old emperor pulled a box of exquisite pastries from a drawer in the table and placed it in Ji Caiyan's hands.

Fat Tiger happily opened the package for Ji Caiyan, his chubby paws moving so fast they became afterimages as he grabbed it and started eating.

This prompted the old emperor to tug at Fat Tiger's chubby face.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. The former prime minister will not die without cause, nor will he die unjustly. Scholars throughout the land have absolutely no reason to condemn anyone."

The emerald bracelet on Ji Caiyan's wrist had disappeared without her noticing.

The old emperor sighed, but that was all.

Wenli was indeed a rare and excellent prime minister.

He wouldn't mind letting Wenli live a peaceful life, and he wouldn't even care if Wenli sought rewards for Ji Leqin.

But he can't stretch his hand too far.

He can't die; he has to live well.

As to whether the person who survived was actually Wen Li, that's not important. As long as the former prime minister is alive, that's enough.

Seven days later.

Wen Mansion, Study.

Wen Li's cloudy eyes fell on the will he had already written.

The red handwriting was strong and powerful, unlike the frail and elderly man he is today.

Only words can make him feel as if he has returned to the carefree and unrestrained spirit of his youth.

He had made up his mind to die.

He knew the importance of the deposed crown prince to the emperor, and he also understood that if he entered the palace today, the emperor would not punish the three members of the Eastern Palace because of him.

Since that's the case, then he should just die.

For her only daughter, and for the tragically deceased son she left behind.

A voice kept running through his head, urging him to make up his mind and face death.

It's like a curse.

The small dissatisfaction that was once suppressed deep inside has become more active.

Why didn't Ji Shuchen even grant his daughter the status of a concubine?

Concubine or maidservant, either way, so his daughter won't die.

The words that pop into his head from time to time have made him forget his true self.

The tutor who once righteously instructed the Crown Prince to be a wise ruler has now become the former prime minister.

That's it.

Wen Li's cloudy eyes hardened.

Today, he has notified his former students in the capital to attend his birthday celebration.

Many of them held significant influence in the imperial court.

He would "reveal" the "true" face of the deposed crown prince Ji Shuchen and the crimes of the demoness Ji Caiyan in front of the students.

His suicide in front of students across the country, written in blood, will inspire scholars to take action.

They will demand an explanation for the teacher.

Wen Li's face gradually contorted into a grimace.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Master, the adults have all arrived."

The butler's voice came from outside the door.

"understood."

The indifferent voice of former Prime Minister Wen Li came from inside the door.

Zila Zila...

The air in the Wen residence could be heard crackling with electricity from time to time.

A tiny spark, similar to static electricity, formed by a minute electric current, flashes and disappears in an instant.

No one noticed.

The little thoughts buried deep in everyone's heart are easily magnified.

Even the people near the Wen residence unconsciously began to keep their distance.

The people stared fervently in the direction of the Wen residence, as if waiting for something.

Zila Zila...

At the same time, tiny electric currents began to be generated throughout the sky above the entire dynasty.

People everywhere became fanatical.

The Celestial Master's followers roamed among the common people, creating a powerful and influential force.

It overshadowed imperial power.

……

Ji Caiyan and the old emperor both heard the crackling sound.

Their souls do not belong to this world, yet they are inextricably linked to it.

People from another world have become a part of this world.

Just like when Fan Tongtong's system was bound to Jiang Zhaodi, Ji Caiyan and the old emperor, despite their different frequencies, immediately noticed the difference.

The Celestial Master has finally begun to take action.

"Grandpa, I'm going back now."

Ji Caiyan respectfully bowed to the old emperor.

His eyes were firm.

"Go ahead."

The old emperor took a deep breath, wanting to say many things, but only managed to utter three words.

Everything that should and shouldn't have been said has already been said to Ji Caiyan in the space.

In the outside world, the old emperor dared not utter a single word.

One wrong step.

The people of the entire dynasty would be doomed.

No, that's not right.

Not only his dynasty, but the entire world will perish due to the loss of its fortune.

Ji Caiyan nodded slightly to the old emperor and walked firmly towards the outside of the hall.

“Yuan’er, give this jade pendant to Lord Zhang Shao. Flawless white jade is the perfect match for his fiancée.”

Ji Caiyan casually handed a wooden box to the head palace maid, Yuan'er.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Yuan'er responded and hurriedly left.

The commotion outside the palace is growing louder.

Ji Caiyan could even feel the electric current slapping against her face, causing a slight pain.

The eunuchs and palace maids around did not notice anything unusual; only Ji Caiyan and the old emperor touched their cheeks from time to time.