Misty Rain of the Old Times

Chapter 332 Where is My Knife?

The boat had already docked, but not behind Zuixian Tower, but at another pier on the Mirror Lake a few miles away. This was not arranged by the little princess. She had been staying in the same room with Chen Xuan. Perhaps the guards on the boat wanted to cover up her whereabouts.

After retrieving his umbrella, Chen Xuan got off the boat and stepped onto the dock. He waved towards the second-floor window and left in the rain with his umbrella.

As for the little princess's next destination, he doesn't need to worry about it, nor does he need to consider her safety, because she has a congenital master and two almost top-notch acquired masters to protect her.

In the forty-fifth year of Zhenkai, it rained in the middle of summer. I met an old friend and we got along very happily. We felt like old friends from the first sight and were in a very good mood.

On the second floor, Zhou Xianning watched Chen Xuan leave through the crack in the window, feeling a little reluctant.

In fact, she rarely has such a relaxed and happy time. She can chat with others, have common topics, keep up with the pace of conversation, and have a great time talking.

Even though the other person was a familiar stranger, or a man of about the same age as her, she had never had such an experience before, as if she didn't feel anything was wrong with the two of them being alone in a room without a third person. It seemed normal.

If this kind of thing were to get out, who knows how big a stir it would cause, but she didn't care. It was rare to have a friend, so she just wanted to be happy.

In fact, she doesn't have any real friends other than her two best friends, and now Chen Xuan has filled the gap.

"He's quite an interesting person. He truly doesn't care about my princess status. He's not pretending. He's spontaneous and unpretentious. If he and I hadn't exchanged letters for seven years, I'd probably be no different from anyone else in his eyes."

Zhou Xianning murmured in her heart, thinking that her friend of seven years was actually the same age as her, and was still a little kid when they first started communicating. She wanted to cover her face. She always thought he was at least a middle-aged man or an old man. After all, how could a little kid come up with those ideas of writing a book together?

But reality is so bizarre.

Since I was able to create works and even publish them at the age of ten, it doesn’t seem strange that the other person was able to contact the author and communicate at the age of eleven?
She had originally prepared for the other person's astonishment when they saw that she was a young girl, but she was the first to be surprised. When she heard the maid outside call the visitor "Young Master" at first, she was completely amazed. It was so different from what she had imagined...

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and soon a capable woman in her forties pushed the door open and walked in. She was serious and looked at Zhou Xianning with concern.

This person is a congenital master perceived by Chen Xuan. He is Zhou Xianning's personal bodyguard. He has followed her since she was a child. He has always been downstairs before. Whenever there is any abnormality, he can rush up to the floor in the first time.

Taking a look at the mess on the table, she felt a little surprised. It was obviously not for the princess to eat. She didn't have such a big appetite, so the princess was only concerned with the guests gathering around?
That was not her concern. After entering, she said, "Your Highness, the guests have left. Should we return to the palace?"

"Okay, let's go back to the palace," Zhou Xianning nodded. If Chen Xuan was still here, he would have noticed that the tone of her voice was not as relaxed and casual as before, as if she was wearing an invisible mask.

Without any instructions, the boat set off again, heading towards the rainy lake.

Seeing the princess still standing by the window, the female guard hesitantly asked, "Your Highness, are you okay?"

"It's great. I made a new friend and we get along well. I wish I could have a drink with him. It's a pity that I can't drink yet. I'm in a good mood," Zhou Xianning said cheerfully.

The female guard also laughed. She was sincerely happy that the princess could make friends. However, the other party was a young man, which might be a little inappropriate. However, as a guard, she was not allowed to interfere with any decision made by the princess.

Her eyes lit up, and Zhou Xianning looked at the guard in surprise and said, "Aunt Mei, I told you that you should smile more. It's not pretty to have a stern face all day long."

"Your Highness, you are joking. I am an old woman. What's the use of me being pretty or not?" Guard Xia Mei put away her smile and became serious again.

Zhou Xianning suddenly felt bored. Peach Blossom was still more fun. If she smiled too much at him, he would definitely grin and ask her if she smiled like that.

Thinking of something, the little princess looked at Xia Mei and asked, "By the way, Aunt Mei, can you shape the wine into small animal shapes in mid-air?"

"Of course, Your Highness. Why do you ask?" Xia Mei nodded.

Zhou Xianning smiled and said, "Nothing."

She didn't explain too much, but she thought to herself that the guy was not bragging. His cultivation was quite high, at least he was a congenital master. An eighteen-year-old congenital master, she didn't know how he trained, but his martial arts talent was probably not inferior to Gao Jingyu's sister-in-law.

Zhou Xianning didn't think too much about it. When she made friends, she didn't care about the other person's family background or their level of cultivation. As long as they could get along well, that was enough.

She didn't think of Chen Xuan's cultivation at a higher level. An innate master at the age of eighteen was already rare. As for a master, he had not existed in the land of Jing Country for tens of thousands of years. How could that be possible?

Xia Mei said that she could also shape wine and liquids into small animals in mid-air, so she felt that Chen Xuan was also at this level. If she asked Xia Mei to demonstrate, she would definitely be able to see the difference with her smart mind. One was simply shaping the appearance, which was only superficial, while the other was making it come alive as if it were injected with soul. The difference was not a little bit.

Unfortunately, she did not have such a request, and missed the opportunity to truly understand the value of Chen Xuan's three-story cultivation level.

Today I made a real friend. We were alone in a room, a man and a woman, and we put aside all disguises and were ourselves. It was a fulfilling and enjoyable day. I can't wait to see you next time.

Thinking of something, Zhou Xianning instructed: "I don't want to spread a single word about what happened today." "Of course there won't be any rumors that will affect Your Highness's reputation," Xia Mei nodded. If even a single word gets out, all the people involved and their families will not live to see tomorrow!

Waving her hands, Zhou Xianning said, "That's not what I meant. I'm worried that if word gets out, my friend will be in endless trouble. Aunt Mei, you know, some people are like people with brain diseases. Normally, I get annoyed just by looking at them. If they knew about this, and suddenly got into trouble with my friend, it would be my fault. Even though I can protect him and save his face afterwards, how can I face him again if he suffers?"

Hearing this, Xia Mei's heart sank. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "Your Highness, there are some things I'm not qualified to say, but I still want to remind you. You don't interact with many people, so you don't understand how treacherous people are. I admit that Young Master Chen is handsome and his looks are no less than any other young talent, but you can't just judge by appearances. Don't be fooled by a few sweet words."

She was really scared. The first thing the little princess thought about was not her own reputation, but she was worried about bringing trouble to her friend whom she had known for a few hours. She was always thinking about the other person. How could she not be worried?

Hearing this, Zhou Xianning laughed and said, "Aunt Mei, what are you talking about? Am I such a superficial person?"

"It's good that Your Highness knows how to behave," Xia Mei nodded, but she was not so optimistic in her heart.

Shaking her head, Zhou Xianning said, "I know what Aunt Mei is worried about. Just put your mind at ease. Although he is handsome and we get along well, and our personalities are compatible, we've only met once and I don't even know who he is. For now, we're just suitable to be friends. Forget about anything else."

Xia Mei hesitated to speak, thinking to herself, Your Highness, you'd better not say anything. Now that things have come to this, it would be a bit overstepping the mark to continue.

After a moment's hesitation, she said, "Your Highness, your private meeting with Chen Xuan cannot be concealed from His Majesty. You must be mentally prepared."

Zhou Xianning also understood this. As long as her father wanted to, there were not many things in the entire Jing Kingdom that he could hide from him. She said indifferently: "It's okay. Father will only be happy to know that I have made a friend."

My princess, although His Majesty dotes on you, you don't understand a father's feelings...

In fact, the news of the little princess's private meeting with Chen Xuan reached Emperor Shang Xuan's ears almost as soon as Chen Xuan arrived on the boat, but that was all. No one knew how the two of them got along or what they talked about.

This made the old emperor, who was nearly eighty years old, feel a little uneasy. What? My precious daughter actually met with a young man in private and talked in private behind closed doors?

This was too much. After hearing the news, the old emperor didn't even have the mood to deal with state affairs.

He first ordered someone to quickly investigate which brat was so bold, quickly dealt with some important state affairs, and then hurriedly inquired about the specific situation.

The emperor gave the order, and since it concerned the little princess, the people below acted very quickly.

In less than an hour, Chen Xuan's portrait was delivered to Emperor Shang Xuan's desk. His identity was clarified, and even Chen Xuan's experiences in the short two days after he came to the capital were thoroughly investigated. More past information was being collected at an accelerated pace, and countless people were spread out in all directions like a big net.

In the imperial study, the originally old Emperor Shang Xuan was in exceptionally high spirits. Looking at Chen Xuan's portrait, he had to admit that the boy looked pretty good.

But the more he looked at her, the more he disliked her. The more he looked at her, the angrier he got. He blew his beard, glared, slapped the portrait, and gnashed his teeth, saying, "This kid is just a servant, how dare he do this? When did he start to get in touch with little Fuyao? Now they've even met in private. How come no one told me about such a big thing? They all want to die, don't they?"

"Your Majesty, you are innocent," the close companion knelt on the ground and kowtowed like crazy, thinking that you had known for a long time that His Majesty had been exchanging letters with others, and you told her not to pay attention to it. The little princess lost her mother when she was young, and she would be happier if she could make some friends. But you are not happy when they really came.

The emperor is very angry and has to suppress any grievance he suffers.

"I knew it was unfair. So many people can't even take care of a princess. What should we do? What should we do? How long have they been together?" The old emperor was anxious and paced back and forth in the study.

The eunuch replied cautiously: "Your Majesty, it has been more than two hours."

"That means they were together in private for more than two hours with the doors and windows closed?" The old emperor's eyes almost popped out of fire when he heard this.

The eunuch didn't dare to say anything and agreed.

The emperor felt a surge of anger rising to his head. It had been more than two hours. If something happened, it would be enough time to cook the rice seven or eight times.

He was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He looked around and gnashed his teeth and said, "Where's my knife? Go get my knife quickly. I'm going to kill that brat myself. No one can stop me today!"

"Your Majesty, please calm down. You must calm down. Anger is harmful to your health. The latest news is that Chen Xuan has left, and Your Highness is on his way back to the palace," the eunuch said soothingly, holding his legs tightly with both hands.

Hearing his daughter was coming back soon, the old emperor took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Don't scare little Fuyao. Make arrangements for me. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I want to meet that daring brat!"

"As you wish," the eunuch said quickly, feeling relieved, knowing that His Majesty was not really angry, otherwise it would not be as simple as just yelling behind closed doors. He was just worried and worried that Princess Fuyao had been deceived by a young man.

As a father, what father could bear to see his beloved daughter secretly go to see the little yellow-haired boy? That would really make him want to kill someone...

(End of this chapter)