Misty Rain of the Old Times

"I'm not drunk, am I? I just feel a little dizzy and light-headed. Wow, Taohua, you've become two different people. What kind of martial arts is this? It's really interesting. Um, I'll lie down for a while..."

The little girl had never drunk alcohol before. After one glass of wine and the warm breeze of the midsummer night, her cheeks soon became flushed, her eyes became blurry, and she started to speak incoherently.

Perhaps she was a little tired after the banquets and social events during the day, so she leaned down on the stone table, closed her eyes, and fell asleep with even breathing.

His breathing was shallow, he didn't talk nonsense, didn't snore, and didn't act crazy when drunk. He looked very well-behaved, like a proud cat that was sleeping soundly.

The invisible true energy spread out, blocking the evening breeze from high in the sky to prevent the little princess from catching a cold. Although she did not practice martial arts, her physique was not weak, but it would never be wrong to be careful.

Drinking alone, accompanied by the gentle breeze and bright moon, the night is quiet, and the little princess is sleeping beside him, Chen Xuan just feels how lucky he is. It would be great if it could last forever like this.

The wine was mellow and smooth, and the one brought by the little princess must be good. It was not intoxicating, and Chen Xuan only felt slightly tipsy.

The alcohol content of this wine was at least 50% and although the little princess drank less than half a tael of wine in one glass, it was beyond her control as she had never drunk alcohol before. It was already an excessive amount.

After taking a look at the sleeping little princess, Chen Xuan grabbed the wine jug and drank it in one gulp. He quickly drank the whole jug of wine, and then gobbled up the two plates of side dishes and the remaining cake on the table. After coming to this world, he had not had the habit of wasting food since he was five years old and was so hungry that he felt dizzy.

After eating everything, Chen Xuan stood up and raised his hand, and the sleeping little princess floated up. She seemed to be lying on soft clouds, and subconsciously stretched her body and changed into a comfortable posture.

'This figure, this appearance, it's so deadly'

Not daring to look any further, Chen Xuan knew what kind of person he was and was worried about doing something inappropriate. It wasn't because he was such a gentleman, but because he never bothered to take advantage of others. Although he didn't care about what others thought, he also valued being upright.

With one step, he took the little princess and walked away on the moon, floating like clouds, using the air as a force to move forward with ease.

The little princess was brought back to the princess's mansion silently. She was missing for a while, but the entire mansion was calm.

Following Xia Mei's scent, Chen Xuan brought her to an attic, presumably the little princess's boudoir. Xia Mei stood outside the door dutifully.

He did not hide his presence from her. With the appearance of Chen Xuan and the others, Xia Mei's heart tightened and she was about to take action, but after seeing clearly, she quickly calmed down.

"Hello, Miss Xia. I have brought Her Royal Highness the Princess back. She is drunk. Please take her to rest." Chen Xuan waved his hand and the sleeping little princess floated towards Xia Mei.

Xia Mei is Zhou Xianning's personal bodyguard. She is a little older, so Chen Xuan can only try to use the appropriate title of "Miss Xia" to avoid being awkward or derogatory.

Reaching out to catch the little princess, Xia Mei complained: "How can Master Chen let Her Highness drink? She is ignorant, and you are also ignorant?"

"I was wrong. I'll be more careful next time. It's only a small cup. It's no big deal." Chen Xuan apologized immediately with a correct attitude. He really cared about the little princess.

Xia Mei couldn't say anything about this. After all, she was just a guard. It was her duty to mention it once. Any more would be overstepping her bounds. She nodded and said, "Then I'll take the princess to rest."

“Well, I’m going back too.”

As he turned around, Xia Mei hesitated and said, "Mr. Chen, when you go out with the princess in the future, it's better to say hello in advance to avoid misunderstandings and unnecessary tension. This silent taking away is always disturbing."

With an awkward smile, Chen Xuan said guiltily: "I will try to be more careful in the future."

"Forget it, that's all I said. Mr. Chen, don't take it to heart," Xia Mei said helplessly as she took the princess back to the house. She had seen Chen Xuan's methods. He could not just entrust Her Royal Highness the Princess to him and still let her sleep so comfortably and peacefully. She could not do such a thing, especially today. The princess's mansion was heavily guarded, but Chen Xuan still managed to abduct the princess silently. If he wanted to do something, she really couldn't stop him.

Fortunately, the princess didn't mind and joined him in making trouble, so the people below had no choice but to cooperate. What else could they do?
"Wish you a sweet dream." After glancing at the gently closed door, Chen Xuan walked away.

From the beginning to the end, it was based on emotion and ended with courtesy. This feeling of getting closer naturally and gradually is really wonderful. This way, the next gathering will be more worth looking forward to. Blindly pursuing the result eagerly will only lead to a fallacy. Once you rush to the result, you can no longer find the process, and in the end, it will leave a gap that is difficult to fill.

Chen Xuan doesn't think he is a good person, but he will try his best to take the people and things he cares about seriously.

The little princess fell asleep after being helped to wash by her maid. She woke up for a while in the middle of the night and thought to herself that the guy was usually unruly, but he was actually quite well-behaved. This must be what makes him special.

With her cheeks burning, she quietly buried her head in the quilt and fell into a light sleep.

It was already late at night when I returned to Xiaoming Residence. Gao Jingming and the others had already gone to bed, and Chen Xuan had also washed up and gone to bed. This was another day worth burying deep in my memory...

The next day, Chen Xuan's life returned to normal. After the little princess's birthday, he no longer had to busy himself with making cakes, so he seemed a little bored and worried about how to pass the time.

Oh yes, the Autumn Examination will begin on the eighth day of next month. Normally, it will be no problem for him to pass the junior high school entrance examination and become a Jinshi. But whether he can achieve the highest achievement of a scholar in the palace examination depends on him. So let's take more time to prepare a gift for him. The fan is still a work in progress.

The gift fan prepared for Gao Jingming could not be considered an artifact of refining, but it only contained two master's methods. Chen Xuan had never done this before and had no experience. However, after getting his hands on the old emperor's cane, he got a lot of inspiration, and it became easier to make. It was just that he was lazy, and his progress was slow every day, like squeezing toothpaste. After all, it was not an urgent matter, so he would delay it as much as possible. He was in the late stage of procrastination and was incurable.

While eating breakfast, Chen Xuan felt anxious for Gao Jingming because he seemed to be hesitant to speak. He said speechlessly, "Master, are you suffering from hemorrhoids?"

"A Xuan, you are the one who has hemorrhoids," he said in a bad mood, and then said bluntly: "A Xuan, were you the one who caused that scene last night?" "Yes, is there any problem?" Chen Xuan said frankly. There was nothing to hide. It was not something shameful. Not to mention Gao Jingming asking, if anyone else asked, Chen Xuan would say it casually if he was in a good mood. Now he has no taboos.

As expected, he was right. It was indeed the case. Then Xiao Gao asked directly, "After such a situation, what is your current level of cultivation, Xuan?"

"Young master, your amnesia may make you unsuitable for the imperial examination," Chen Xuan said, looking at him with a helpless smile and shaking his head.

"Why do you say that, Xuan?"

"Didn't I tell you this, and more than once, how could you forget it?" Chen Xuan said with a pout while showing off his food.

Gao Jingming said anxiously, "Ah Xuan, have you ever told me that?"

"Why didn't I tell you that it's much easier to break into the Golden Palace than to pass the exam? And if the dragon was in trouble back then, I could have killed it and made soup from it. Aren't there enough examples like this? Do you want me to give you another example? So, young master, what do you think of my cultivation level?" Chen Xuan said tiredly.

"Grandmaster?"

"Grandmaster, that's clear enough, isn't it?"

"Poof..." Xiao Gao spat out a mouthful of porridge, then stood there pounding his chest, gasping for breath.

He had tried his best to overestimate Chen Xuan's cultivation, but he didn't expect to get such an answer. The problem was, how old was Xuan?

Chen Xuan, who had covered his mouth with his sleeves in advance, said sarcastically, "You're such a grown-up, and you still choke on your porridge!"

Gao Jingming was silent. He didn't know whether he should believe it or not, but he understood one thing: A Xuan would not lie to him.

Our Gao family has produced a grandmaster, a grandmaster who is less than 20 years old. It is too unbelievable. I would not even dare to do such a thing in my dreams.

He smiled and looked up and said, "Since you, Xuan, have achieved such success and are at the pinnacle of martial arts, I can't fall too far behind."

"So young master, you should hurry up and take the imperial examination and come back as the top scholar. Then the two of us, one good at literature and the other at martial arts, will be invincible in the world," Chen Xuan encouraged.

Xiao Gao said nothing more. There was no point in saying more if there was no certainty.

The Grand Master is truly at the pinnacle of martial arts, even if there are levels above them such as transcending tribulations and becoming a human immortal. It is like a scholar, where the top scholar is the highest achievement, bar none. Above that are becoming an official, being crowned a king or a prime minister, but those are on another level.

After dinner, Chen Xuan, who had nothing to do, went to take a nap and slept soundly until lunchtime. He simply treated himself like a pig.

He only started working on the fan after lunch, and he spent most of the time in a daze, feeling uncomfortable all over.

He knew in his heart that he was probably ill, and seriously ill...

What he did last night caused such a commotion that the Forbidden Martial Arts Department would definitely not have ignored. However, the old emperor suppressed the matter and nothing happened. Fortunately, Chen Xuan also returned all the lanterns, so no trouble was caused.

Prince Jiang started investigating last night who was responsible for the commotion, hoping to win them over to his side, and spared no expense in terms of money and manpower.

But after a night, he still didn't find out who it was. He only got a piece of information that everyone knew, that is, the incident happened in the little princess's villa.

Coincidence? He didn't think so.

He knew that Chen Xuan had had many private contacts with the little princess, so he sent people to extort money from them that day and planned to take them away. However, he ended up in trouble and was warned by the emperor. In addition, Liang Jing said that Chen Xuan's strength should not be underestimated, so he restrained himself for the time being.

After what happened last night, it was hard for him not to guess that it was Chen Xuan's doing.

If Chen Xuan, who came from a humble background as a servant, really had such means, winning him over at all costs would surely be a great help, but why did he choose to provoke Little Fuyao? Couldn't anyone else have done the same?

"Little Fuyao is a crucial part of my plan. Chen Xuan is likely to cause trouble. No matter how strong he is, he is still just one person. Unless he reaches the Grandmaster level, he is so young and talented that it is impossible. Liang Jing has said that this person's strength is unquestionable. In this case, I will try to win him over and find a way to dispel his unrealistic ideas about Little Fuyao. I will use both kindness and force. I don't believe I can't deal with this young man. I want him, and my plan cannot be ruined. So I will use someone else's hands to achieve my goal."

Prince Jiang had been thinking about this matter early in the morning. He had already made up his mind and discussed it with his staff to perfect it, and then began to implement it secretly.

As a prince, he can get people to run around for him with just one word.

Time waits for no one. Yesterday he heard a rumor that his father wanted to let the prince be the chief examiner of the imperial examination. The purpose is self-evident, which is to pave the way for the prince. The decree has already been issued. The group on Prince Jiang's side tried their best to stop it in the court, but with little effect. It will take at most one or two days for the final decision to be made.

So Prince Jiang was anxious. He could not afford to make any mistakes with the little princess, whom he considered a chess piece... (End of this chapter)