After the arranged marriage, I pampered the sickly regent.

"No, Ye Qingwu, you can't do this!"

The black mist, bound by power, let out a feeble roar.

"Ye Qingwu, don't you want to know the origin of the curse? If you let me go, I'll tell you who did all this."

"I can answer all your questions."

"Origin?" Ye Qingwu was somewhat surprised to hear this.

Could it be that Zhan Sijing's curse was deliberately placed? If so, she might as well listen to what this thing has to say.

In this situation, using its revenue space is the best option.

As Ye Qingwu chanted the incantation, preparing to store the black mist into her spatial dimension, she saw another force approaching.

Before she could react, a light appeared in front of Ye Qingwu.

The light was so bright that everyone present could not open their eyes, and she could vaguely hear the black mist making a terrified sound as if it had seen something.

She heard the last sentence especially clearly.

"How could it be you..."

As the light faded, Ye Qingwu looked around warily and saw a man in a long robe walking towards her. None of the talismans he held indicated that the events of earlier were related to him.

"The Imperial Advisor?"

Zhan Chenyi, who was closest to Ye Qingwu, was also startled when he saw the newcomer. He then stepped forward and bowed to the person.

Upon hearing the address, Ye Qingwu was momentarily surprised. Could the person before her be the legendary Imperial Advisor?

She had only heard about the imperial advisor from these people before, and had never seen him in person, so she was skeptical of his abilities.

But now the other party has completely destroyed the black mist with just a talisman. From a certain perspective, the other party's ability may not be inferior to his own.

When Ye Qingwu looked over, she found that the other person was also looking at her. He was wearing a brocade blue robe and was only in his early thirties. He gave people a sense of otherworldly elegance and was unfathomable.

The man nodded to Ye Qingwu in a gestural gesture, then looked away.

With a puzzled look, Zhan Chenyi asked the man, "Grand Preceptor, weren't you supposed to return to the capital in a few months? Why have you changed your itinerary?"

"The fate of the nation is changing."

Zhan Chenyi only half understood what the Grand Preceptor said, but Ye Qingwu frowned deeply.

Has the balloon changed?

Whose fate is this imperial advisor trying to predict—Zhan Siling's or someone else's...?

Just as Ye Qingwu was wondering what was going on, she saw the other person walking towards her.

"Princess Regent, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The man's lips curled up, and his smile gave people an extremely warm feeling, but Ye Qingwu sensed that this person was not as kind as he appeared on the surface.

Even from the moment he appeared, the Grand Preceptor's investigation has never stopped.

It seems the other person is trying to find something through me.

During this process, Ye Qingwu dared not be careless in the slightest, knowing that those who understood Xuanmen techniques were already rare in this world.

Not to mention that she transmigrated from a book and is the Imperial Advisor, so her words carry great weight for the emperor and the people.

If any clues are discovered, it will be difficult to resolve the situation.

Ye Qingwu nodded, remaining expressionless.

Just then, Zhan Sijing's voice came from not far away.

Ye Qingwu looked towards the source of the sound and saw that Ye Xuan and Ye Yuanfeng had come with Zhan Sijing.

When the two men saw her, they simply looked away and showed no intention of speaking.

Ye Qingwu ignored these people and walked towards Zhan Sijing, a faint smile on her face. "Your Highness, what brings you here?"

"I'm worried." Zhan Sijing held Ye Qingwu's hand, his gaze gentle.

Ye Qingwu could hear the worry in Zhan Sijing's words.

"I'm fine, and besides, the matter has already been resolved."

The only regret is that we didn't learn the origin of the curse from the black mist.

"Master Imperial Master."

"It is good that His Highness the Regent is alright."

The man chuckled, "Your Highness is truly remarkable. Could it be that you have also studied esoteric arts?"

Faced with the Imperial Advisor's probing, Ye Qingwu answered without changing her expression.

"I know a little bit."

Seeing Ye Qingwu being praised by the Imperial Advisor, Ye Yuanfeng felt indignant. He couldn't believe that his younger sister, whom he had once looked down upon, had become so powerful in such a short time.

He felt very unbalanced. Most importantly, Ye Qingwu knew these things, but as his own brother, Ye Qingwu preferred to keep them to himself and didn't even bother to teach him.

Thinking of this, Ye Yuanfeng sneered, "It's just a pretentious trick, nothing special."

But as soon as Ye Yuanfeng finished speaking, Ye Xuan scolded him harshly, "Yuanfeng, how dare you speak like that? Apologize to the Regent's Consort."

"Father?" Ye Yuanfeng's eyes widened, never expecting this to be the case.

Didn't he say the same thing to Ye Qingwu before? And his father never made him apologize.

How could it be that his father pushed him out just because he muttered something? It's unbelievable.

"Stop talking nonsense." Ye Xuan's face was gloomy, and he became even more annoyed when he saw Ye Yuanfeng's unwilling look.

It wouldn't have been a problem before, but now...

No matter what, Ye Qingwu was the Regent's Consort and was protected by the Regent so much, but these were not the most important things. What was important was this Grand Preceptor.

Even he treated Ye Qingwu differently.

This made Ye Xuan wonder if Ye Qingwu really possessed extraordinary abilities.

Ye Yuanfeng wanted to say something, but when he met Ye Xuan's cold gaze, he could only shut up and went to Ye Qingwu to apologize to her.

Ye Qingwu merely glanced at Ye Yuanfeng and ignored him completely.

Ye Yuanfeng was furious at Ye Qingwu's disregard. He had already promised to apologize, but Ye Qingwu showed no reaction whatsoever to his apology.

It was as if everything he had just done had become a joke.

At this moment, Jiang Wenjin, who had been unconscious, opened his eyes at some point. He looked around in confusion and asked the people around him, "Where am I?"

"Why are you here?"

A guard noticed that Jiang Wenjin was acting strangely. After asking him a few questions, he came back and reported, "This scholar Jiang seems to have no recollection of what happened."

"do not remember?"

Ye Qingwu narrowed her eyes slightly, but the way she looked at Jiang Wenjin didn't seem strange at all; rather, it seemed like...

A strange guess suddenly occurred to Ye Qingwu.

With these thoughts in mind, Ye Qingwu took a step forward, only to see Jiang Wenjin, who had struggled to his feet, look shocked when he saw her and Zhan Sijing holding hands.

Jiang Wenjin pointed in Ye Qingwu's direction, his eyes filled with disbelief, and said, "Ye Qingwu, how...how could you do such a thing behind someone's back?"

"Oh."

Ye Qingwu smiled dismissively; it seemed her guess was correct.