The regent is determined to get the daughter of a minor official.

Now that I think about it, I really am good at courting death.

Relying on the belief that the prince would forgive her, she kept jumping around him.

no Zuo no Die.

Xu Keke washed his face again.

She was ready to turn over a new leaf from now on, and only hoped that Chu Musheng would return safely.

"Dingdang, you're right. This is my first time getting married, and I have no experience in marriage. The prince and I are still in the adjustment period, and I will always improve in the future."

Dingdang nodded repeatedly.

"That's good, that's good."

Xu Keke stood up and Dingdang helped her wipe the water stains off her body.

After drying her, he helped the lady put on clean and soft clothes.

"Dingdang, do you remember the Baiyun Taoist Temple we visited before?"

"Remember, what happened?"

"Isn't there a real person called Yunxiao who can tell fortunes and read faces accurately? How about we go and get one for the prince tomorrow? Otherwise, I'll always feel uneasy."

Ding Dong...

If Master Yunxiao calculated something unlucky or terrible, wouldn't the young lady be even more worried?

.......

Baiyun Taoist Temple.

Taoist Wuneng ran to the meditation room where Taoist Yunxiao was meditating in panic.

"Master, I just did a divination and unexpectedly found out that a great Ming emperor is about to be born."

The incompetent Taoist looked terrified and his voice was trembling.

Master Yunxiao slowly opened his eyes.

"Don't panic. Wait for me to tell you another divination and observe the celestial phenomena at night, and then study it in detail."

After saying this, Master Yunxiao took out the tortoise shell and yarrow, and after some manipulation, he went up to the observatory and looked up at the night sky.

After a long time, he walked down from the observatory with a serious expression.

The incompetent Taoist asked anxiously.

"Master, how is it?"

Master Yunxiao flicked his sleeves and said calmly.

"Since this is God's will, we must comply. Go and gather all the disciples at the Sanqing Hall."

Taoist Wuneng took the order and left in a hurry. Not long after, all the disciples gathered in the Sanqing Hall.

Zhenren Yunxiao stood in the hall with a solemn expression.

"Today's divination and observation indicate that the Purple Star has appeared, and a great Ming Emperor is about to descend. His identity is unknown, and will only be known in due time.

We cultivators should protect the Dao with a cautious attitude and not act rashly."

All the disciples responded in unison.

"Follow your master's instructions!"

The incompetent Taoist returned to his little room, puzzled.

The current emperor is only four years old, and the new emperor who is about to be born cannot be his crown prince.

Could there be a change of dynasty?

Otherwise, in which woman's womb would this unborn fetus be conceived?

The more Wuneng Taoist thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was of great importance, and he became extremely worried.

He paced back and forth in the room, muttering to himself.

"What should we do? If a foreign invasion leads to a change of dynasty, there will be chaos throughout the country and the people will suffer.

But if not, then why is the new emperor's background so mysterious? Could it be a special will from heaven?"

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew outside the window, making the window creak.

The incompetent Taoist was startled and hurried to the window.

Looking at the dark night sky, I saw only dark clouds and not a single star.

He couldn't help but sigh and sat back down at the table.

I picked up the pen on the table and wanted to write down my thoughts.

But his hands kept shaking and he couldn't write a single word for a long time.

Just when he was feeling extremely confused, there was a knock on the door.

The incompetent Taoist was startled and asked in a trembling voice:

"Who?"

"It's me, Brother Wuneng, I'm Wudao."

A young Taoist priest's voice came from outside the door.

The incompetent Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, opened the door, and let Wudao in.

Wudao sat down and asked.

"Brother, I heard about your divination today. I feel very uneasy. I came here to ask you for advice."

The incompetent Taoist had a bitter face.

"Brother, I have no idea either. This matter is too strange."

The two sat opposite each other, lost in thought.

......

Xu Ke couldn't sleep, so she came to Chu Musheng's study alone.

The prince was not at home, so there were no palace lanterns lit in the study.

Xu Ke fumbled with the tinder to light the oil lamp on the candlestick.

After placing the oil lamp on the desk, Xu Ke sat down on the chair.

This is where the prince often sits.

He was smiling at me gently here, and he was giving me the cold shoulder here.

This place was smashed and destroyed by the prince, but was cleaned up by the servants and looks brand new again.

See things and miss people.

The prince said that I could write to him when I couldn’t sleep.

Xu Ke found pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wanted to write something to express his longing for the prince.

She was grinding the ink clumsily with her hands. She seldom wrote with a brush on weekdays, so she seemed a little flustered at this moment.

The ink splashed on her hands, but she didn't bother to wipe it off.

After finally grinding the ink, she picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink.

But he found that the brush in his hand was not obedient and the words he wrote were crooked.

Xu Keke frowned, bit his lip, and continued to write.

He wrote a few more sentences and looked at the messy handwriting.

Xu Ke shook his head helplessly, crumpled up the rice paper, and threw it aside.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, causing the candlelight to flicker.

Xu Ke quickly used his hands to protect the candlelight, fearing that it would go out.

You can light the candle again if it goes out, but Xu Ke always feels that it is unlucky.

Well...

Didn’t Zhuge Liang just want to prolong his life by using the Seven Star Lamp?

But during the life-extending process, a lamp was knocked over and extinguished by the man surnamed Wei, resulting in failure of the life-extending attempt.

So in Xu Keke's opinion, even if the oil runs out, it is better than being blown out by the wind.

The wind stopped, and the candlelight flickered a few times before returning to normal.

Xu Ke picked up the brush and continued to write seriously.

Flickering lights..

The light cannot penetrate three thousand miles..

Sadness of parting...

Lovesickness is both true and false...

How to explain deep love...

I can't believe how I miss you...

Let’s stop here.

It doesn’t matter whether the prince can understand it or not.

The important thing is that this is how I feel at the moment.

Well, no problem.

Xu Ke gently blew the ink off the paper, folded the rice paper and put it aside.

Then, he blew out the oil lamp and went back to his bedroom to sleep peacefully.

......

The next day, he planned to go to the Baiyun Taoist Temple outside the city, but was delayed because of something at home.

It's not a big deal.

Xu Ke was allowed to sleep until she woke up naturally in the morning. Just after she had breakfast, Chief Steward Yao brought her the keys to seven or eight storerooms in the palace.

With the key in hand, I have the treasure.

Xu Ke naturally wanted to take a look at the treasures in the warehouse.

After all, what is recorded in the book is not as real as what you see with your own eyes.

So, she spent the whole morning browsing through the warehouses with Dingdang and Anxiang.

The palace's storehouse is huge, and the treasures inside are also dazzling.

There are dazzling gems from the Western Regions, exquisite silk from the south of the Yangtze River, calligraphy and paintings by famous artists, and various precious antiques and utensils.

“Yes, yes.”

Xu Keke was so amazed while watching that his eyes were almost not enough to take it all in.