Swap, the involutionary regent palace fight also forced me to rebel

"You two talk first." Nan Yingzhi felt that the Imperial Master and Yun Ji had a good relationship and it would be more efficient for them to talk first. She gave the opportunity to Yun Ji. She stood up and patted Yun Ji on the shoulder. "You are not feeling well, so move less."

Just as Yun Ji was about to say something, Nan Yingzhi turned around and left in style.

Looking at Nan Yingzhi's back, Yun Ji wrapped tightly the outer robe she gave him, swallowed his original words, and shut up awkwardly.

As if thinking of something, Nan Yingzhi turned around and smiled: "Master, when you come out later, just tell me outside. Yun Ji is not feeling well. He is too tired to walk out and back again."

Nan Yingzhi's smile went straight into Yunji's heart.

Yun Ji was so happy after being coaxed by Nan Yingzhi's few words that his eyes lit up, like the sparkling surface of a lake under the moonlight.

After hearing these caring words, the Imperial Master finally understood why his usually cold disciple would pull at Nan Yingzhi's clothes and whisper coquettishly.

Qingchuan is young and has seldom experienced care. Miss Nan just happens to appear and fills the vacancy. How can Qingchuan not be moved?

However, it is still a bit sentimental to give up the opportunity to return to the body just for this little bit of emotion.

Even though they don't change back, there are benefits.

Knowing that Yun Ji is a stubborn person who will not turn back even if he hits his head against the wall and will not listen to advice, the Imperial Master decides to put Yun Ji's emotional issues aside and ask about that matter first.

After all, this is Yun Ji's emotional tribulation. As an outsider, he can see through it, but he may not be able to enlighten the people involved, so there is no point in saying more.

And that incident was his disaster.

Having already figured out that Yun Ji was reborn, the Imperial Master didn't waste any time and went straight to the point: "Qingchuan, you have experienced a lifetime, and now you are reborn with a soul that has memories of your past, right?"

Knowing that the Imperial Master knew everything and nothing could escape his eyes, Yun Ji did not hide it: "Yes."

Even though he had known the Imperial Master for a long time and had a very good relationship with him, Yun Ji still didn't want to look haggard in front of him. He put away the weakness he had shown to Nan Yingzhi and pursed his lips into a line.

The eyes that were as bright as light just now were covered by layers of dark clouds and became darker.

The Imperial Master took out the string of white jade beads wrapped around his wrist and picked them up one by one: "How much do you remember about the past?"

Knowing that the Imperial Master was calculating something by twisting the beads, Yun Ji lowered his voice and did not interrupt the Imperial Master: "I remember the general idea, but some details may not be accurate."

Hearing this answer, the Imperial Master said in an excited tone: "When you lead your troops to war, you will see..."

The state teacher stopped what he was doing. He lowered his head and looked at the bead between his fingers, his brows furrowed in a rare way.

How could this be the result?

It felt like the Imperial Master had something to say, but was hesitant. Yun Ji didn't understand why. "What did you see?"

The Imperial Master suddenly retracted his bracelet and slowly relaxed his eyebrows: "Nothing."

Unwilling to be aroused and yet not get an answer, Yun Ji asked a follow-up question: "Don't leave your words unfinished."

"I won't ask you again because I just figured it out. Even if I ask, you still won't know." Standing up, the Imperial Master glanced at Yun Ji with a complicated expression, "You are reborn, so be careful. That's it for now. Goodbye."

Unable to get the answer to that question, the Imperial Master completely lost his patience in advising Qingchuan. He simply turned around and walked out the door.

Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is full, and Nan Yingzhi is in the yard, facing the moon, thinking about the various moon poems she had learned in the past.

From "When I was a child, I did not know the moon, and called it a white jade plate" I thought of "The bright moonlight in front of the bed looks like frost on the ground", and from "When will the bright moon appear? I raise my wine glass and ask the blue sky", I thought of "The spring breeze has greened the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me again".

A voice suddenly came over, interrupting her thoughts: "Miss Nan, you are not from this era, right?"

Out of caution towards outsiders, Nan Yingzhi's smile did not reach her eyes. She thought about how she did not behave like the ancients, and asked slowly, "Why do you say that?"

"I calculated that you come from the future, where people don't need to kneel and bow to each other, but just shake hands..." Thinking of Nan Yingzhi's polite bow when she first met him, the Imperial Master sighed, "I didn't expect you to adapt so quickly."

After a long silence, Nan Yingzhi asked herself, "Is there any recording? Is there any surveillance? How can you prove that you know that world?"

"There is no evidence, it's just what I saw," the Imperial Master deduced from Nan Yingzhi's words, "However, the fact that you can say words like 'recording' and 'monitoring' shows that you are indeed from that world."

When the Imperial Master mentioned the modern fact of "just shake hands", Nan Yingzhi knew that this Imperial Master was quite capable.

I heard from Lingfeng that the Imperial Master is a veteran of many dynasties, who has lived longer than the Emperor Gaozu, and is a person who cannot be provoked.

Since he had already discovered his identity as a modern man but did not point it out, there must be a reason.

If you have a reason, it proves that you are still useful.

Knowing that he was not destined to die, Nan Yingzhi spread his hands and said, "So, why did you break this window paper to me?"

I didn't expect Nan Yingzhi to be so smart. The Imperial Master sighed: "She is indeed a college student of that era."

Their conversation was not loud, but it startled the crows perched in the tree.

Taking her eyes away from the crow, Nan Yingzhi urged, "If you stay here for too long, you'll be at risk of being discovered. If you have something to say, please speak quickly."

"Qingchuan's body carries the dragon energy and is destined to sit on the throne," the national teacher stroked his chin, "but the strange thing is that I can't calculate the fate related to it from his birth date."

Since the matter concerned Yun Ji, Nan Yingzhi had some patience. She did not interrupt but listened quietly.

"His fate is to work hard all his life, and eventually die a miserable death," the national teacher said slowly, his voice had a magical power that made people believe it, "but now you are occupying his body, his fate is changing."

After waiting for a long time without hearing the next sentence, Nan Yingzhi asked, "So?"

The Imperial Master seemed to have said something, but didn't seem to have said it: "So occupying his body is also a good choice."

Nan Yingzhi wanted to ask something else, but the Imperial Master had already bowed and was about to leave: "You guys chat slowly, I'm going to travel."

"Wait a minute," Nan Yingzhi felt that there were many mysteries about the Imperial Master, so she stopped him and asked very seriously, "Can you really speak English?"

The Imperial Master thought for a moment and replied, "See you later."

After saying that, he looked a little embarrassed: "It seems that those people in your world say this."

Shocked that she could hear English in ancient times, Nan Yingzhi could no longer maintain her composure. She took a step forward and asked, "Tell me the truth, did you travel through time?"

"What do you mean by time travel?" The Imperial Master said innocently, "I can only see some of the things that happened in your world."

Nan Yingzhi had to believe this answer again. She was worried about the incense that she hadn't given away yet, so she nodded slightly and said, "Goodbye."

After bidding farewell to the imperial teacher who could speak a foreign language, Nan Yingzhi rubbed his brows and walked into the palace gate.

The cold moonlight cast her shadow into the hall ahead of her.

Just as her shadow touched the threshold, a voice suddenly rang out from inside: "Don't come in!"