Quick Wear: After Revenge, I and the Immortal King Renew Our Relationship

Huangjue Temple. Ever since Rong Ci sent the letter, he has been traveling around with An Yan. On the way, he received an order from the emperor, and then he returned to Beijing with the large army.

The palace had already been tidied up by the housekeeper. Rong Ci changed his clothes in the palace and went to the palace for an audience. An Yan rested at home.

She was too lazy to go, but even though she didn't go, someone else came to her door.

When the servant came to report that Princess Jinyang and Cheng Zhuangyuan were visiting, An Yan frowned. Before she could say anything, they had already barged in without any courtesy.

An Yan sat in the pavilion in the garden, sipping tea. The fragrance of tea filled the air, and even someone suddenly broke in, it did not affect her calmness.

When Princess Jinyang saw An Yan's temperament and appearance, she couldn't help but feel jealous, but when she thought that she was about to become a medicine, she couldn't help feeling relieved.

Cheng Shuo had just heard the news that An Yan was about to become Princess Xiaoyao. He felt mixed emotions and looked at her with complicated eyes.

He always regarded her as his property, and felt that he would have no good life without her, so he had no choice but to come back and ask for her to be taken in. However, the fact was that she easily married a prince and became his princess, while Princess Jinyang's attitude towards him was ambiguous.

Seeing An Yan's arrogant look, Princess Jinyang put her hands on her hips in displeasure and was about to ask her why she didn't greet him.

An Yan glanced at the two of them and took the initiative, "Princess Jinyang broke into the palace without permission. Is she anxious to pay off Cheng Shuo's debt?"

Princess Jinyang was stunned and ignored the first half of the sentence. She said arrogantly and disdainfully, "You country woman, you are so fussy about such a small amount of money. I will pay back the money Cheng Shuo owes you so that you don't have to worry about it."

An Yan seemed not to notice her sarcasm. She took out the IOU and placed it in front of her. "Thank you, Princess. Should I send someone to deliver the ten thousand taels, or should I ask someone to pick it up at the Princess's residence?"

"Ten thousand taels?! You country woman are crazy about money!" Princess Jinyang thought it was only ten or a hundred taels. Although she was not short of money, she would not be a burden to others.

A look of guilt flashed across Cheng Shuo's face, and Princess Jinyang saw it.

An Yan calmly took out several account books and recorded in detail all the money the original owner had spent on the Cheng family.

But Princess Jinyang simply threw them to the ground with a flick of her sleeves, willfully refusing to look at them, and she tore the IOU into pieces.

An Yan chuckled, "Princess, your words are golden, I'm sure you won't go back on your word, right?"

Princess Jinyang said arrogantly, "There's no evidence now, and no one in the palace dares to speak nonsense. Your words, without any witnesses or physical evidence, are just groundless fabrications and false accusations. I can punish you!"

An Yan said calmly, "Oh."

It was like a punch on cotton. Princess Jinyang felt very uncomfortable. "What do you mean by oh?"

An Yan took a sip of tea, feeling the sweet aftertaste. She said quietly, "I will get back everything you owe me."

Cheng Shuo felt a chill on his back and had a bad feeling. He shrank to the side to reduce his presence.

"Princess, did you come here just to tell me this?"

Princess Jinyang then remembered her purpose and glared at Cheng Shuo, having almost forgotten her business. "My mother is hosting a banquet in the Imperial Garden in ten days. She wants to meet you, her future sister-in-law. I'm here to pass on a message. Please prepare well."

An Yan took the note and took a look at it, then closed it again. "Got it. Goodbye."

"You!" Princess Jinyang almost burst into a curse, but for the sake of her big plan, she held it back with difficulty. She would definitely get it back from her in a few days!

Princess Jinyang was so angry that she stormed out. Cheng Shuo reluctantly wanted to say a few words to An Yan, but was mercilessly thrown out by the housekeeper. If you want to steal his prince's girl, you will never be able to do it in your next life!

Thinking of the Queen Mother, the original owner had no direct contact with her, so it was not clear what role she played in the whole thing. Whether she was on the list of people who needed revenge also needed to be confirmed again. She could try to test it out at the flower viewing banquet.

"Princess-to-be, there's someone outside asking to see you. He claims to be an old friend of yours."

What old friends could she have? An Yan was speechless. She just wanted to have a cup of tea in peace, why were so many people looking for trouble?

After someone brought him in, they discovered that the man was actually Zhu Yaoshi!

An Yan looked at him. It didn't look good. His face was pale, haggard, and thin. He looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness. Where was his former vigor?

She smiled lightly and said bluntly, "Master Zhu, have you found out your identity and bloodline and want to commit suicide to avenge your people? What are you doing here? You want to die here and dirty my land. This is too vicious! If you want to die, get out of here."

Zhu Yaoshi was so upset, but he didn't know how to refute it. "That's not what I meant!"

Last time, his mind was disturbed by An Yan and he began to doubt his own life experience. He went to the palace to ask his master in a fit of rage, but was beaten up by his master and told to go and reflect on his mistakes.

He was caught in a dilemma. On the one hand, he felt that he was too unfilial for not trusting the master who had trained him since childhood, and on the other hand, he questioned him because of the words of an outsider.

But he couldn't help but make associations, especially his master's attitude. He knew his master very well, and it didn't seem like he was disappointed in his master, but more like he was angry and embarrassed.

Once suspicion opened a gap, all kinds of suspicious evidence came in.

He remembered that every time he caught a demon, he would leave it alive and hand it over to his master to be locked up in a dungeon. However, his master never allowed him to get close to the dungeon, saying that he was afraid that he would be bewitched by the demon.

Zhu Yaoshi rebelliously found an opportunity to sneak into the dungeon. It was dark and gloomy inside, with blood everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong and disgusting smell of blood.

There were two or three monsters locked up here. He noticed that the face of the snake girl in the innermost one looked a little familiar, and seemed to be a bit similar to himself. When he stood in front of her, he keenly noticed that her eyes lit up, as if she had seen a treasure that had been lost and found again.

The snake girl tearfully recounted how her brother eloped with a human and was brutally murdered. Later, she learned from a letter that they had a son, so she came out specifically to look for him. Unexpectedly, she was ambushed and imprisoned.

Zhu Yaoshi didn't listen much to her crying. His eyes were fixed on her exposed tail. The scales there were almost exactly the same as those revealed when he was poisoned. He couldn't help but believe it a little.

He left the dungeon in a daze, because he learned that the snake girl was the most poisonous member of the cobra clan, and it was impossible for him to survive being poisoned by her venom, so he was really a hybrid... a hybrid of a snake demon and a human.

This overturned his cognition, and his worldview was about to collapse. He arrived at his master's door in a daze, but did not dare to enter. Hearing the news that the King of Freedom Rong Ci had brought his future princess Hu Anyan to the capital, he was overwhelmed with emotions. When he came to his senses, he had already come to the palace to ask for an audience.