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

The news that Ji Caiyan had awakened after being in a coma for two years quickly spread throughout the Great Yan Dynasty.

The common people didn't react much; in their memories, Ji Caiyan's presence was very weak.

However, they were all still happy, after all, he was the only son of the current emperor.

Only those closest to Ji Caiyan know what earth-shattering things she has done.

"Father...Father, how many concubines do you have in your palace?"

While enjoying her mother's feeding, Ji Caiyan looked at her father, who was dressed in a dragon robe, with a teasing expression.

"How can a child speak so venomously? If I were to take a concubine, not only would your mother be hunted down, but the Green Wood Pavilion and the God-Slaying Hall would also hunt me down. Do you think I'm more powerful than a Celestial Master?"

Ji Shuchen rolled his eyes at Ji Caiyan.

As expected of his daughter, she can infuriate people with just one sentence.

"Where is the First Imperial Uncle?"

As Ji Caiyan ate her meal, she thought of Ji Leqin and her rebellious father.

"She was demoted to a commoner and Leqin was sold by the eldest son. Later, your grandfather found someone to rescue Leqin and sent her to the frontier to marry."

Ji Shuchen spoke.

The pampered royals, reduced to commoners, could not even get enough to eat; their daughters, sons, and wives had to be sold to exchange for food.

"Sigh... Come to think of it, the eldest brother is just... Oh well, let's just leave him be. Whether he starves to death or gets beaten to death, it doesn't matter!"

The old emperor shook his head.

When the leader was brought here by the people from the Temple of Godslaying, he asked the leader why he had rebelled.

The eldest brother said that he could tell that he was not the old emperor, but a person from another world, someone who had taken the body of the Great Yan emperor, and that he wanted to avenge his father.

Even if the Emperor of Great Yan is a tyrant, he only wants this tyrant father.

He is filial.

Filial piety was misplaced, and the old emperor couldn't say anything about it.

After taking over the body of the Great Yan Emperor, he worked diligently to govern the country, bringing peace and prosperity to the people, making the situation a hundred times better than when the previous tyrannical emperor was in power.

But he was indeed not the eldest son's father.

Of the six princes, only Ji Shuchen was his son, and he personally chose the empress.

Indeed, the other princes were neglected.

It is true that King Wen rebelled, but because of the Four Divine Beasts and the Green Wood Pavilion, his rebellion did not cause any disturbance or casualties among the people.

They didn't pursue the death penalty, but demoted him to a commoner. They didn't just let him go; fearing he might cause trouble, they kept watch over him with secret guards every day.

"Your Majesty, Lord Song and the Imperial Preceptor request an audience."

An announcement came from outside the hall, and Ji Shuchen nodded in agreement.

"...The Imperial Advisor?"

Before Ji Caiyan could figure out who the Grand Preceptor was, she had already seen the two people walking in from outside the palace.

One of them is the youngest prime minister.

One was her master, Shang Li, who was her direct descendant.

Song Wenqing remained as virtuous and upright as ever.

She noticed a few strands of white hair in Shang Li's hair, and her face was pale; she looked even worse than herself, who had been lying in bed for two years.

Ji Caiyan immediately thought of inheritance; fortune telling, especially the prediction of fate, comes at a price.

Her father said that Master Shang Li had taken in some people who were destined to be lonely and short-lived, and saved many people who had been bewitched by puppets.

Change your destiny against the will of heaven!

"Master, Lord Song."

Ji Caiyan stood up, looking at her master's white hair, her eyes slightly reddening.

After experiencing the system's bizarre control methods, it felt like just being alive was a blessing.

"It's nothing, just a few gray hairs. If you and my grand-disciple insist on defying the heavens in the future, it might be even worse than mine."

When Shang Li spoke of his grand-disciple, his voice became more forceful, and he glanced at Song Wenqing.

Song Wenqing was indeed Shang Li's grand-disciple. Ji Caiyan gave the ancient book to Song Wenqing, and Ji Caiyan was Song Wenqing's master.

“I did not perform the master-disciple etiquette with Caiyan,” Song Wenqing insisted.

If the whole world knew he was her apprentice, they would inevitably gossip about him in the future.

"Ah."

Shang Li slightly curled the corners of her lips and glanced at the jade cicada at Ji Caiyan's waist with a smile.

"This is for you, a gift to celebrate your waking up."

To be honest, Ji Caiyan did not perform the master-disciple ceremony for him, or rather, she did perform the ceremony, but he did not accept it.

"Thank you, Master."

Ji Caiyan took the box, opened it, and was stunned. It was a jade cicada, exactly the same as the one Song Wenqing had on her waist.

"This is my congratulatory gift to you."

Song Wenqing quickly closed the box in Ji Caiyan's hand and handed it to Yuan'er, then gave his own gift to Ji Caiyan.

It is a jade hairpin.

In the Great Yan Dynasty, it was a token of love between men and women.

Ji Caiyan glanced at the jade cicada in Yuan'er's hand and silently put the jade hairpin away.

No other emotion flashed in Shang Li's eyes; everything had already been destined the moment he saw her transmigrated.

He is the Imperial Advisor, currently assisting the Emperor of Great Yan, and will assist her in the future.

It's good that I'm alive.

"You woke up at just the right time. Tomorrow is the wedding of Lord Zhang and Jiang Zhao, and we can go and witness the ceremony."

Jiang Zhaodi and her three younger sisters all changed their names, dropping the character "Di".

Song Wenqing took Ji Caiyan for a walk in the Imperial Garden, leaving the rest of the group in the palace.

Will Jiang Zhaodi, the time traveler, return?

Ji Caiyan only knew that two years ago, the transmigrator Jiang Zhaodi did not spend much time in the original owner Jiang Zhaodi's body each day.

The two switch back and forth, just like having two personalities.

In other people's eyes, Zhang Shao's fiancée is sick, sometimes vicious and sometimes gentle and weak.

"It shouldn't be. Zhang Shao said that Jiang Zhaodi from the other world never appeared again after the Celestial Master disappeared."

"He must be dead."

Ji Caiyan touched her chin.

"When Fan Tongtong separated from the host, he said that the transmigrator Jiang Zhaodi would not live for more than three years."

"Well, thankfully, everything went smoothly." Song Wenqing looked at Ji Caiyan with a pained expression.

Over the past two decades, Ji Shuchen, Shang Li, and he have all made many preparations.

But at the most crucial moment, only Ji Caiyan faced the Celestial Master head-on, while the others could only clean up the mess.

"Yes, I'll definitely go tomorrow. The transmigrator Jiang Zhaodi is a vicious person, but the original owner of this body, Jiang Zhaodi, was a very good person."

Ji Caiyan held Song Wenqing's hand and looked at the flowers in the garden with a smile.

"By the way, Elder Wen will be there tomorrow too!" Song Wenqing said.

Ji Caiyan was stunned when she heard that Wen Li was also going.

Everyone knows she has a good relationship with Jiang Zhaodi, so what is he doing?

"Wen Li committed suicide on the day of the Celestial Masters' Uprising. The contents of his suicide note were all detrimental to you and His Majesty, and he incited scholars throughout the land to attack you."

"Fortunately, His Majesty's men intercepted them, and his plans all fell through."

Wen Li successfully committed suicide, and he was buried together with his daughter and wife.

But he did not "die".

Because someone was wearing a human skin mask and impersonating him, he became a kind and loving old man.

No longer aggressive, no longer maliciously framing Ji Caiyan.

“However, it won’t trouble ‘Yi’ for too long. The world is at peace now, and there’s no need to guide scholars anymore,” Song Wenqing said.

"Right."

Ji Caiyan thought of the grains in the space, and she and her father would use the space to benefit the people in the future.

Once everyone is full, they won't think about anything else.

"Let's go. After the Imperial Advisor goes back, we'll ask His Majesty when he's going to find you a Crown Princess!" Song Wenqing raised an eyebrow, showing no embarrassment about marrying into the family; on the contrary, he was full of energy.

Ji Caiyan: "...That works too."