Not following the expected path? Reborn and unexpectedly married to a demon.

When Mr. Changfu was alive, Shaosheng lived in seclusion to recuperate from his illness.

After his husband passed away, his health deteriorated due to grief.

It wasn't the right time for them to cause trouble, but with treacherous officials disrupting the country, many people gradually lost their sense of righteousness and became selfish.

To carry on Mr. [Name]'s legacy and fulfill his own patriotic aspirations, he dragged his ailing body to awaken the people's knowledge and wisdom.

Today, the fact that people in this great empire are still willing to sacrifice their lives is largely due to the efforts of the master, his students, and other disciples who share his aspirations.

Mr. Changfu's last wish was that his beloved student would live a good life.

If Shao Sheng could live, the spirit of the Great Zheng's founding of the nation could still be passed down and its flame could never be extinguished.

Chu Luo knew that such people were the source of light and sparks, attracting both followers and persecution.

She also admired them greatly.

Regent Feng Zhe never stopped persecuting them.

Whether it was the former Mr. Changfu or the current Young Master Feihong, Feng Zhe would not tolerate even a fraction of them.

In Chu Luo's memories of her past lives, Young Master Fei Hong actually had no more than a year left to live.

In previous lives, things did indeed turn out as Mr. Changfu had imagined.

With the death of Young Master Fei Hong, many things changed, and Feng Zhe accelerated his control over Da Zheng.

If the chief examiner for this imperial examination had not been Feng Zhe, and if there had been more people with the ambition of Master Changfu to become sages, they could have mediated and resisted in the court.

Even if the ending is hard to change, Da Zheng can at least have some dignity and some passion.

Of course, with the imperial examination approaching, Feng Zhe's men intensified their pursuit of Shao Sheng.

The only saving grace was that the sickly young saint was nowhere to be found.

After Mr. Zhongfu passed away, he managed to handle the funeral arrangements despite his illness. Then, overnight, apart from his books being passed down to posterity, he seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth, leaving no trace.

He replaced lecturing with writing books, and these books, like a gentle spring breeze and nourishing rain, entered the lives of ordinary people.

Chu Luo could understand the helplessness behind his actions.

He was afraid that he might not be able to hold on any longer, and that the ideas in the book would not disappear with his death.

Although she had never met Young Master Fei Hong, she had read his books, admired his integrity and talent, and felt sorry for his frail health. It was truly a case of heaven being jealous of talent.

"It seems the Regent will be the examiner again this year."

"Who can argue with that? The Emperor is getting old and always claims to be unwell, so he doesn't pay much attention to state affairs. Haven't the Regent been the one calling the shots these past few years?"

"Unless something happens to the Regent... the other princes..."

"Watch your words, watch your words! Do you have a death wish?"

The students chatted while drinking tea, and Chu Luo overheard their entire conversation.

Although the imperial examinations were a matter of great importance to the nation, the emperor had neither the will nor the energy to carry them out.

The crown prince is useless if he has no say, and the other princes are willing but powerless.

Chu Luo also wanted something to happen to the Regent, but how could that be possible?

It is common knowledge that the regent is greedy for money and life, and he has long since gathered many talented people from all over the world to protect him.

Later on, they even found ways to prolong life and achieve immortality.

Although he doesn't yet have a way to become immortal, no one can harm him in the slightest.

In the inn, several people had already developed feelings for Chu Luo, who was veiled in a light veil and had shown them favors.

Manager Wang was also extremely happy, but Chu Luo was troubled and had no joy because of the imperial examination and the matter of the young sage.

"There's some unprecedented news."

Another scholar rushed into the inn, panting.

"What?" All eyes turned to him.

"This year's imperial examination will be presided over by the Emperor himself, with the Fifth Prince assisting."

These words caused a great stir, and the entire inn was abuzz with discussion.

"How is that possible? Where is the Regent?" Everyone started discussing it excitedly.

The regent fell ill last night, so the emperor took over the imperial examination.

"Is the Regent really ill?"

"How could that be? There are probably several times more doctors in his household than imperial physicians in the palace."

"There are also many highly accomplished individuals, Taoist priests, and monks who pursue immortality. How could he possibly fall ill? It's inconceivable."

"Some people say it might not be an illness, but an injury," the messenger said, having received this information from who-knows-where.

"What? How is that possible? Who could possibly harm the Regent? It must be a divine intervention!"

These people chatted away, and Chu Luo overheard most of what they were saying.

To verify the authenticity of the information, you need to go to another place.

Seeing that everyone was focused on discussing the matter, Steward Wang stopped caring where Chu Luo went and returned to the Chu family.

Chu Luo put on a bamboo hat to cover her face, eager to receive the news.

She went to a casino, took out a token, and then followed the waiter into the underground area.

The underground casino is an even larger casino, filled with extravagant luxury and dazzling displays of wealth.

Chu Luo kept her eyes straight ahead and walked directly to the second floor where people could watch the battle from the back.

This is a branch of Qingyun Casino, the largest casino in Jiangzhou. You can gamble there and also buy information.

Chu Luo received confirmation that the Regent was indeed seriously injured.

Moreover, he is currently still unconscious, and the identity and fate of the assassin are unknown.

The price of this item isn't high, which suggests that quite a few people are buying it.

The more people know about Qingyun Tower, the cheaper it becomes.

Chu Luo had been keeping an eye on the beheadings at the entrance of the market, but no one had been killed yet.

This can only mean that the assassin either died on the spot or managed to escape by sheer luck.

It's simply unbelievable that someone could seriously injure the Regent and then escape.

Therefore, Chu Luo believed the first explanation: the assassin was dead.

In previous lives, the regent was injured by assassination attempts, but none of them were serious and never to the point of affecting his control of the imperial examinations.

Chu Luo then thought of the man in black she had saved last night.

The timing was too coincidental; he was not only seriously injured but also being hunted down.

If he really was the one who assassinated the Regent, Chu Luo would truly regret it to death for failing to save him.

Regardless, Chu Luo had to seize this opportunity to push things forward, so as not to let that hero's noble act go to waste.

After changing her appearance again, Chu Luo stepped into Zhongfangtang, a small business located in a bustling street.

The two waiters, one fat and one thin, were immediately taken aback when they saw Chu Luo.

After a long while, they happily said, "Young master, you've finally arrived! As you instructed, we haven't seen you for over half a year. It took us a while to recognize your disguise this time."

The two men happily led Chu Luo into the back room, serving her tea, water, snacks, and fruit with great hospitality.

"Da Cheng and Da Ze, you two stop what you're doing and spread the news that the Regent is seriously injured and unconscious throughout Da Zheng."

Chu Luo interrupted their enthusiasm and gave the order.

"What? He's really injured? Which hero did this?" Da Cheng was extremely excited.

"I don't know. The assassin might be dead. You should still have someone check. If he's still alive, try your best to help him."

"Who is this extraordinary person who accomplished such a feat? I thank his ancestors for eight generations!" Daze was also excited and beaming.

"If he were in front of me, I'd kowtow to him without hesitation."

As Oze spoke, he was about to kneel down.

“Then I’ll kowtow to him too, three kowtows and nine bows,” Chu Luo agreed with a smile.

"Young Master, why are you joining in Da Cheng and Da Ze's nonsense?"

Shen Wei, dressed in a gray-blue outfit, lifted the curtain and entered, immediately resembling a parent entering the house.

Shen Wei wasn't much older than Chu Luo, but he exuded an aura of stability and reliability.

Helpless, he glanced at the three people in front of him, his gaze like that of someone looking at mischievous children.

"Sir, I'm not being ridiculous. If anyone can kill the utterly depraved regent Feng Yan, I will not only kowtow to him three times and nine times, but I will also serve him like a slave and die in his place."

Chu Luo spoke with utmost sincerity in a joking tone.

Shen Wei stopped her from talking nonsense and interrupted, "Young Master is destined to live to be a hundred years old. If that day really comes, there are many of us who would be willing to die for him."

Chu Luo smiled bitterly upon hearing this, "Sir, you know my body..."