After being reborn, I went on a killing spree in the imperial court.

Cao Yuan rested at the princess's residence for a few days, and she remembered her promise to Chu Yan.

They went out on the street together and ran into Xue Xinian, who was guarding the gate outside.

“Ah Yuan, why aren’t you staying at home now that you’re back? Shang’er, Mother, and I miss you very much.”

Cao Yuan chuckled lightly, "Xue Xinian, I ruined your wedding, don't you hold a grudge against me?"

"Ah Yuan, what are you thinking? The person I love is you, but I can't disobey the emperor's orders." Xue Xinian said with a gloomy face, looking aggrieved.

In both his lives, he only knew how to shirk responsibility and disguise himself as...

Just as Cao Yuan was about to leave, Xue Xinian stopped her again, "A Yuan, since you had Shang'er serve you tea, it means you've accepted her. So, can we go back to the manor to stay? Let's go together?"

"you sure?"

"Of course, we're not divorced."

“Okay! I’ll pack my things tomorrow morning and go back to live there.” Cao Yuan readily agreed, knowing that Xue Xinian would not let go of such a powerful ally as herself.

If Cao Yuan really divorces him, then the Xue family will never be able to recover.

This made Xue Xinian extremely happy.

"Alright, alright, I'll go back and tell my mother and Shang'er that we'll have a family reunion dinner."

Unable to contain his excitement, Xue Xinian hurried home.

"Your Highness, are we really going back?" Jinzhu asked hurriedly, wasn't this an opportunity to get a divorce?

Why don't you reply?

If we don't go back, wouldn't that make them too carefree?

"Let's go!"

Jinzhu had no idea what Cao Yuan was planning.

On the carriage, Jinzhu couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, did you go to the Marquis of Zhenbei's military camp this time?"

"Okay!" Cao Yuan responded.

Has anyone mentioned me?

Cao Yuan smiled and said, "No!"

"No one?" Jinzhu asked again, still incredulous. "There really isn't a single person here!"

"Who are you talking about?"

"Nobody, I was just asking." Jinzhu lowered her head in disappointment. "I should have gone to the military camp with His Highness."

"I'm just kidding! General Liu gave me a set of clothes as a parting gift!"

"Oh!" Jinzhu seemed not to have understood what she meant.

"This General Liu is something else. I never wear blue, why does he have to send me this color?"

"Blue? It's blue!" Jinzhu's eyes lit up.

"I can't wear this color, so how about you take Jinzhu instead!"

"Really? Is it possible?" Jinzhu asked expectantly.

Cao Yuan nodded.

Jinzhu looked at Cao Yuan and realized that she was teasing her.

"Your Highness is making fun of me!"

"No, I didn't. I was ambushed, and I didn't bring those clothes with me. How about I make you a new one later?"

"No need, Your Highness! Jinzhu has plenty of clothes!"

Jinzhu sighed. It was a pity that she couldn't wear the clothes that General Liu had given her; they must have looked very nice.

"Liquor for sale! Liquor for sale!"

"The finest Daughter's Red wine!"

The sounds of vendors hawking their wares could be heard from outside.

Upon hearing the sound, Cao Yuan lifted the carriage curtain.

"parking!"

Jinzhu got off the bus and bought several jars.

"Where does Your Highness wish to deliver the wine?" Jinzhu asked.

"Dali Temple! Come with me."

"Your Highness, you're going too? It seems Lord Chu has fallen ill; I wonder if he's feeling better."

"What? When did he get sick?"

"It's only been a short time since you left. Before the Fourth Prince was arrested, it seems he was impeached."

I never imagined so many things would happen after she left!

But being sick is nothing to worry about. He still has several years until he passes away, so he should be fine after taking care of himself during this time.

Cao Yuan didn't think much of it.

When they arrived at the gate of Dali Temple, the scene before them surprised them.

Several white cloth curtains were hanging in front of the solemn gate, fluttering gently in the breeze.

This sudden sight sent a chill down Cao Yuan's spine.

Isn't this something only the dead have?

How could anyone have such a grand display at the Dali Temple? It shouldn't be possible!

"Your Highness, what's going on? Has someone from the Dali Temple passed away? Could it be Lord Chu?" Jinzhu asked, her face full of doubt.

"No way! It can't be him!" Cao Yuan's voice carried a hint of unease.

When she went in, Xuanfeng was walking out. He was wearing a white linen robe and had a white cloth wrapped around his head. Everyone else inside was dressed the same.

"Princess! You've returned from Chen!" Xuanfeng exclaimed in surprise, not expecting Cao Yuan to come.

"Why are you dressed like this?" Jinzhu asked.

"Ever since the princess left after the peace negotiations, my young master's health deteriorated, and he recently passed away!"

"What did you say! Say it again!"

"My young master has passed away."

"Impossible!" Cao Yuan's legs buckled, and she almost fell to the ground, but fortunately Jin Zhu caught her.

"Be careful, Your Highness!"

"impossible!"

In her previous life, Chu Yan died of illness three years after her marriage, and only a year has passed since then!

how come? ? ?

We've already told him to take better care of his health, so why did he still die this time? And even prematurely?

Could it be because I changed the course of my past life?

"Where is his body! Let me see his body!"

"Princess, the body has already been buried! Let's not disturb the young master any further!" Xuanfeng said calmly.

"Since he has passed away, why is he here instead of at the Prime Minister's residence!"

"Because my young master is only an adopted son, it would be inappropriate to set up a mourning hall in the Prime Minister's residence, so it was set up here. All of this was approved by His Majesty and is in accordance with etiquette."

Xuanfeng then said, "The young master's grave is in the suburbs. The princess can go and pay her respects. I still need to pack the young master's things, so I won't delay any longer."

Xuanfeng passed by her from behind.

"Your Highness, shall we go and pay our respects to Lord Chu?"

"No need. He's gone, let him rest in peace!"

Perhaps everything is fate.