Night Cold's thoughts.

Li Shaoyang looked at Chang Xiangruo.

"Xiangruo, are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to take you home?"

Chang Xiangruo's eyes were filled with indifference.

"No need, my fiancé is here, I don't need you to take me."

After Chang Xiangruo finished speaking, her gaze fell upon the Third Highness.

"Your Highness, could you take me home in a while?"

Ye Wuxin glanced at Chang Xiangruo.

"I cannot, I must accompany the Immortal Master."

Resentment flickered in the depths of Chang Xiangruo's eyes.

She was also curious about this person who could solve the Great Drought of Daxing Prefecture.

However, once it was resolved, she no longer needed to think of a way to solve it herself.

Originally, she had been at home thinking about what methods to use to solve the Great Drought.

She had heard that an Immortal had appeared and already resolved the drought.

Chang Xiangruo turned her head and found Chu Xinghe looking at her.

This caused a sense of absurdity to rise in her heart.

Could this Immortal Master have taken a fancy to her?

Just then, a physician carrying a medicine box came running over in a hurry.

"Your Highness, this old official is late, I hope for your forgiveness."

"Take a look at Miss Chang."

The physician glanced at Chang Xiangruo.

Chang Xiangruo took a deep breath and placed her hand on the table.

The physician said, "Pardon my offense."

He took out a silk scarf and placed it over Chang Xiangruo's wrist.

At this moment, Chang Xiangruo also felt that something was wrong.

She felt a bit of feverish heat in her body.

The expression on her face kept changing.

In her past life, she had been drugged by that scheming man, Li Shaoyang.

In this life, she had already avoided it.

Why was she still falling for it?

The physician let out a sound of surprise.

"Miss Chang, please take these few pills."

Chang Xiangruo did not refuse.

She didn't trust the physician.

She trusted Ye Wuxin.

After taking the Medicinal Pill, a cool sensation spread through her.

That feverish heat was suppressed.

"Miss Chang, you should be more careful when you're out. Don't consume things recklessly."

The physician originally wanted to say more, but after seeing Ye Wuxin's gaze, he swallowed his words and excused himself.

Chu Xinghe saw that things were almost over and stood up.

"Let's go."

Having seen the person he wanted to see, Chu Xinghe no longer had any interest.

Ye Wuxin hurriedly stood up.

After Chu Xinghe had left.

Chang Xiangruo looked at Li Shaoyang.

"Brother Feng, are you trying to get me killed? Don't you know the Third Highness's nickname? Are you looking for death in front of him?"

Li Shaoyang looked at Chang Xiangruo.

"Xiangruo, I'm sorry, I was just too worried about you."

Chang Xiangruo's frustration vanished.

"Don't do this next time. There are still matters to attend to at home."

Chang Xiangruo left after saying that.

Li Shaoyang watched her back, pursing his lips.

"She has changed."

Lin Muyao hummed.

"What will Brother do next?"

Li Shaoyang's eyes narrowed.

"Chang Xiangruo cannot escape my grasp; she still has great use."

"Ever since Ye Wuxin killed hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the Tianwu Dynasty, she has changed a bit and become distant toward me. I don't know if it's because of fear."

Lin Muyao did not speak.

She hadn't had a change of heart.

She had undergone Rebirth.

Unfortunately, her mission had many restrictions.

Otherwise, why would it be so uncomfortable?

Originally, she wanted to use the matter of the drought.

To first pull Ye Wuxin down.

Then she would give the method to solve the Great Drought to Li Shaoyang.

Killing two birds with one stone.

Who would have thought an Immortal would pop out?

The problem was that she was no match for him.

On the way back.

Ye Wuxin had many things to ask.

The words on the tip of his tongue were still not spoken.

After he had delivered Chu Xinghe to his place.

"Wait."

Ye Wuxin stopped in his tracks.

"Do you believe in Rebirth?"

Hearing these words, Ye Wuxin was stunned.

Before, he only believed in his own strength.

But Chu Xinghe was an Immortal; making someone undergo Rebirth might be possible, right?

"I do not believe in Rebirth, I believe in the Immortal Master."

The corners of Chu Xinghe's mouth curled up.

"Tomorrow you should attend the morning court. Listen to what others have to say, then decide if you want to know about subsequent matters."

Ye Wuxin nodded and turned to leave.

A night passed.

By noon the next day.

Ye Wuxin came to find Chu Xinghe looking exhausted.

In the imperial court today.

It was entirely filled with news of impeachments against him.

They said the Great Drought was caused by his slaughter.

They even said he and the Immortal Master had known each other for a long time.

That he didn't hesitate to use the people of Great Yan as pawns to ascend to the position of Crown Prince.

The appearance of the Immortal had solved the drought problem.

Shouldn't they be deeply grateful?

They didn't seem to think that way.

They could even slander an Immortal for a bit of profit.

Chu Xinghe waited for him calmly.

"Immortal Master, I am here."

"Sit."

"How was it?"

Ye Wuxin rubbed his brow.

"Great Yan is no longer the Great Yan of before."

"Someone does not want Great Yan to unify the True Spirit."

Chu Xinghe nodded; he wasn't too stupid.

Just then, a man dressed in casual clothes walked in.

It was none other than The Emperor.

"Immortal Master, I also want to know who does not want Great Yan to be unified."

Killing intent was visible in The Emperor's eyes.

In the court today, if he hadn't restrained himself...

Those ungrateful things would have to die sooner or later.

Chu Xinghe looked at The Emperor.

"Sovereign, please sit."

The Emperor sat down properly.

He knew that here with the Immortal Master.

He, a Sovereign, was no different from an ant.

"What is the first condition for Great Yan to fall into chaos?"

The Emperor's expression shifted.

"My death."

Chu Xinghe nodded.

Killing intent flickered in Ye Wuxin's eyes.

The Emperor sighed.

"Actually, I've had suspicions for a long time, I just don't know whose hand is behind it. But I do know that hand is using the First Prince and Second Prince as pawns."

"Those two fools are still unaware. If I were to die, with their meager abilities, they wouldn't be able to suppress those people at all."

"Even those in the inner palace could play them to death."

Chu Xinghe did not speak.

You don't have to explain it in such detail.

Ye Wuxin suddenly thought of something.

"Those things were all done by Imperial Father."

Ye Wuxin realized that the news today was orchestrated by the person in front of him.

The Emperor nodded.

"Your eldest and second brothers have no tolerance, are vindictive, and seek only pleasure. I indeed had people spread those rumors."

"I had already begun preparations when the drought appeared; I will take the opportunity to demote you and send you away."

"All these years, you have loved your soldiers and the people like your own children; I have seen it all."

"Over the years, I have also sent many things from the national treasury to your fief."

"As for how far you can go, that will depend on yourself."

Ye Wuxin pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Actually, I began making preparations for this matter five years ago."

"Five years ago, my body began to decline for no reason. At the latest, in half a year, my life will come to an end."

Ye Wuxin's expression changed, his eyes filled with complexity.

"You go out first, I have words to say to the Immortal Master."

Ye Wuxin did not refuse, he stood up and walked out.

"You certainly dote on him; if you hadn't shown such dislike for him before, he wouldn't have lived until now."

Chu Xinghe suddenly spoke.

The Emperor chuckled.

"Indeed. I am a monarch, but also a father. How could I not love my own child? None of those in the inner palace are easy to deal with; these years can be considered a trial for him."

"Immortal Master, I have one request. No matter who begs you to save me, do not agree."