Empress: Your Majesty, please respect yourself, I don't want to be promoted

Today, Luoyang has become a city that never sleeps.

The curfew has long been abolished; only the Imperial City and the surrounding imperial area remain restricted areas.

As night falls, Luoyang City is still ablaze with lights, adorning this ancient and magnificent city that has stood for millennia, adding to its grandeur.

The bustling streets were teeming with people and traffic. Most of the people wore smiles and had hope and confidence in the future in their eyes. They were no longer just walking corpses.

Peddlers and laborers roamed the streets and alleys, their cries never ceasing.

Every now and then, a few Westerners would walk by, arousing curiosity and discussion among the people around them.

Talented men and beautiful women travel together, sometimes reciting poems, sometimes pausing to admire the moon.
The scene presented a picture of peace and prosperity, showing no sign of the tense situation of the Great Xia Dynasty being divided between the north and south.

It's as if all conflict has been isolated here, leaving only the beauty of the world.

Da da da.
On the perfectly smooth cement road, a simple horse-drawn carriage slowly made its way through the streets.

At this moment, the carriage curtain was lifted slightly, and Lu Chen, who had just left the Tiangong Division, looked at the bustling scene outside with a look of satisfaction. In his mind, the desolate Luojing City when he first came to this world two years ago came to mind.

Comparing the two, a sense of pride and joy welled up in my heart in just a moment.

And a subtle, almost imperceptible reluctance deep within.

He was the only person in the carriage at the moment, while outside was the coachman from the Lu family, an ordinary Xuanji Guard.

Surprisingly, Chai Hongyu was not there.

She was kept behind by Jiang Chengwan, who seemed to have something important to tell her. She simply gave him a strange jade pendant and then dismissed him.

Although he felt something was off, Lu Chen didn't think much of it. As for whether Chai Hongyu was there to protect him or not, he didn't care.

It was rare for him to be alone, and he also had the rare opportunity to clear his mind and appreciate the magnificent scene he had created.

And at this moment——

Ding bell~
A familiar bell rang out, followed by a fragrant breeze that instantly caught Lu Chen's attention.

He lowered the carriage curtain and looked back.

The first thing that catches the eye is the familiar Celestial Prophecy Disc, which, as always, floats behind the girl.

Such obvious features meant that even without looking at that face, which was in no way inferior to the Empress's, Lu Chen could recognize the person's identity.

Fu Xian, the head of the Heavenly Secrets Department of the Cangming Realm, is a girl with no personality traits.

"Long time no see, Young Master Lu."

Fu Xian brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, while Gu Bo's unperturbed eyes quietly gazed at Lu Chen.

"You look great; it seems you haven't been affected by the prophecies."

Lu Chen looked at her with considerable surprise.

"Director Fu? What brings you here?"

"Since I had nothing else to do, I came to see you and also to ask you for a favor."

Fu Xian seemed to have received strict etiquette training; her kneeling posture was extremely standard, as if it had been marked with a ruler, and her fair hands were perfectly folded on her thighs.

"Actually, I wanted to come find you before, but unfortunately I don't have the ability to sneak in under the nose of a Unity Realm expert. I could only deduce the time when she was not around to come find you."

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen shook his head, then picked up the teapot beside him and awkwardly began to brew tea.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Fu Xian seemed a little more talkative than when they last met.

"Let me do it."

Seemingly unable to bear seeing Lu Chen waste things, Fu Xian, the guest, directly took matters into his own hands and skillfully brewed tea for Lu Chen.

A moment later, a faint aroma of tea slowly wafted up, giving one an inexplicably refreshing feeling.

It's no wonder this tea was bestowed by the Empress; I wonder what kind of extravagant and inhumane method it was prepared in.

"I am not skilled in the art of tea, please forgive me, Master Fu."

"Lord Lu, you flatter me."

"."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Lu Chen finally got down to business.

"Fu Sizheng has done a great favor for our Great Xia Dynasty. If there is anything I can do to serve you, please speak up. As long as it is within my power, I will do it without hesitation."

"There's no need to be so serious. It's just a small matter for you."

Fu Xian picked up the teapot and poured tea for Lu Chen.

Lu Chen sat upright.

"Please speak, Director Fu."

Fu Xuan took a small sip of tea before slowly speaking, "Lord Lu, for the next four months, I'd like to stay with you to avoid some trouble. Is that alright?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen was taken aback.

"On me?"

What the hell?

I recognize every single word this girl says, but I can't understand it when they're put together.
Fu Xuan nodded and emphasized, "That's right, it's on you."

"Forehead."

Lu Chen hesitated for a moment.

"I'm sorry, Fu Sizheng, I don't quite understand what you mean."

Fu Xian didn't explain, but suddenly raised his hands and quickly made a series of hand seals.

As she moved, the Heavenly Manifestation Disc behind her began to spin rapidly, continuously flowing out ancient black characters, which instantly formed a magic array under her feet.

"Sacred Path - Concealment!"

Bang!
Fu Xuan clasped her hands together, and her delicate body, clad in a specially made gauze dress, vanished from the spot in an instant.

Before Lu Chen could react, he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder.

Turning around, I discovered that a miniature version of Fu Xian, no bigger than a fingernail, was standing on my shoulder.

"Ah? This"

"This is a secret technique of the Heavenly Secrets Bureau."

Fu Xuan sat on Lu Chen's collar and said in a serious tone in his ear, "It can perfectly conceal its aura and freely adjust its size. As long as it does not use spiritual power, even a Guiyi Realm expert would find it difficult to detect."

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen immediately understood what Fu Xian meant by hiding on him. A moment later, he suddenly raised an eyebrow.

"Fu Sizheng, do you mean you've been targeted by a Unity Realm expert?"

He paused, as if suddenly remembering something, and then shook his head.

"No, if that's the case, you shouldn't have come to me, and there's no need for you to hide your whereabouts from Miss Chai."

Fu Xian swung her little feet without any restraint, and as they swayed, her fair skin was faintly visible, reflecting an alluring pink hue under the light.

Unfortunately, she's currently in her ultimate miniature figure form, and Lu Chen's eyes aren't magnifying glasses, so he can't see this scene.

"What if the one who's eyeing my Unity Realm expert is Miss Chai herself?"

"what?!"

Lu Chen's gaze suddenly sharpened.

Fu Xian spread his hands out and rested them on his collar, his legs swinging a little more.

"It wasn't just her; several other powerful auras joined forces, attempting to pinpoint my location through causal tracking. I must say, the women around you are quite capable, even able to activate such a technique involving the sacred path of causality. Such a mysterious and unpredictable formation must be the work of Sister Hua."

As she spoke, she tilted her head slightly and gazed at Lu Chen's handsome profile.

"If the Heavenly Prophecy Compass hadn't sensed the causal fluctuations beforehand, I would have truly fallen into their trap."

Lu Chen's expression inexplicably became somewhat complicated.

He didn't ask Chai Hongyu and the others why they did this; even a fool would know the reason, there was no need to guess.

"Has it been discovered?"

"probably."

Fu Xian shrugged.

"But it doesn't matter, the ending is predetermined, no matter what they do, it's all in vain, even if they find me."

She paused, then her tone suddenly became somewhat heavy.

"No matter what, you, Lu Huaiyu, will die."

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen showed no fear or wavering on his face; instead, his expression became even calmer.

"Is that so? That's good."

His tone remained as calm as ever, which gave Fu Xuan, who had been observing him, a strange feeling deep inside.

"What a strange man."

The sound wasn't deliberately concealed, and Lu Chen heard it clearly.

He shook his head slightly, then sighed softly for no apparent reason, without responding to the question.

A moment later, he suddenly remembered something and asked Fu Xuan, "By the way, since you have such means that you can even evade cause and effect, why don't you just find a place to hide? Why bother looking for me?"

Fu Xian shook his head.

"Although I can barely use the Heavenly Prophecy Compass to perform the Holy Path Techniques, I cannot maintain it, since I have neither Holy Spirit Power nor Holy Path Inheritance."

Lu Chen was even more puzzled.

If Fu Xian has no Holy Spirit power or Holy Path inheritance, then why did he come to me?
Do I have that thing?

The Ultimate Sword has already been returned. He's just a minor Three Talents Realm cultivator with absolutely no connection to the Holy Path inheritance, so where would he get Holy Spirit Power from?
However, Fu Xuan simply shook his head, offering no explanation.

"All you need to know is that I can maintain the Holy Law to conceal my form while I'm on you."

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen suppressed his doubts, nodded, and agreed.

Anyway, it won't affect him much; it's just a small favor, so there's no need to refuse.

As they were talking, the carriage came to a steady stop in front of the Lu residence.

After the coachman reminded him, Lu Chen tidied up and left the carriage.

When they returned to the main house, they didn't see Luo Xiaoyu, who had just returned to the capital that day. She was probably too tired from the long journey and had already fallen asleep.

Lu Chen didn't intend to wake her. He casually asked a maid to prepare bath water and then wrote down the knowledge in his mind as usual, without any attempt to hide the curious miniature figurine on his collar.

After a while, a maid came over to remind them that hot water was ready and they could take a bath at any time.

Lu Chen responded, put down his pen, and prepared to go over.

At this moment, Fu Xian suddenly spoke.

"Are you preparing for your funeral?"

Lu Chen shrugged.

"That's it."

He didn't want to dwell on the topic, so he gave a casual reply and started walking outside.

Fu Xian could tell that he didn't want to say more, so she didn't ask any further questions.

"Speak."

Halfway there, Lu Chen suddenly thought of a question.

"You don't need to stay on me when I'm showering, right?"

Fu Xuan said calmly, "No need."

Upon receiving the answer, Lu Chen's expression immediately relaxed.

But the next second—

"However, I can't leave your side for more than three inches, and I also need to take a bath. Later, please prepare a cup for me and pour in some hot water, crushed flower petals, fragrant powder, and orchid."

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen couldn't help but twitch his lips.

"no."

He grabbed the talisman string somewhat speechlessly and carefully placed it in front of his eyes.

"It's not about what to put here, is it? You're so close to me."

Fu Xuan glanced at Lu Chen, and before he could finish speaking, he said expressionlessly, "Why should I be shy about talking to a dying man like you?"

Lu Chen: "." (End of Chapter)