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Chapter 160 What Master? That Sounds Strange

"Your Majesty, please call me 'Master'."

Jiang Qingyi looked at Xiao Mo calmly.

“I am older than Your Majesty and have been practicing swordsmanship for longer. Now that I am teaching Your Majesty swordsmanship, will Your Majesty not even call me ‘Master’?”

Looking into the eyes of the woman in front of him, whose face was covered by a light veil, Xiao Mo was speechless for a moment.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Xiao Mo felt that this wouldn't do him any harm. If he could get closer to her, that would be good too.

"Master?"

Xiao Mo's voice drifted through the Dao Asking Altar, though it was in a questioning tone, even with a hint of probing.

When the word "Master" reached Jiang Qingyi's ears, her eyes blinked slightly, and she stood still like a statue.

A strange feeling quietly spread through the woman's heart.

"Forget it! Stop calling me!" Jiang Qingyi turned around, her small hands tightly gripping her sleeves, not letting the other person see her trembling eyes. "I was just joking with His Majesty. Your Majesty doesn't need to take it seriously. I will come to the Daoist Altar to see His Majesty tomorrow."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Qingyi leaped up, flew over the courtyard wall, and disappeared from Xiao Mo's sight.

"This woman has a really strange personality, and she seemed to be enjoying herself just now."

Xiao Mo shook his head and continued practicing his sword.

Although I have a feeling that this imperial advisor might have some strange quirks.

However, this imperial advisor seems to have a decent personality and stable emotions, so he probably won't cause any trouble in the future, which is enough.

"Master."

He called me Master.

After leaving the Daoist altar, Jiang Qingyi walked quickly through the palace, the two words Xiao Mo had uttered echoing in her mind.

Even though she tried her best to suppress her thoughts, his voice kept echoing in her ears.

"call"

The woman placed her small hand on her heaving chest, took a deep breath, and gradually calmed her heartbeat. For countless years, her heart had never beat so fast.

"What master?"

Jiang Qingyi lowered her head, her cheeks beneath the veil flushed red as if they could drip water.

"That sounds really strange."

After practicing for half an hour, Xiao Mo went to the Spirit Spring Palace to bathe.

The spring water at Lingquan Palace is indeed excellent.

After each training session, Xiao Mo would take a bath, which greatly relieved his physical and mental fatigue.

However, as his cultivation level improved, Xiao Mo felt that the effects of the spring water in the Spirit Spring Palace on him were becoming less and less significant.

With the help of his maids, Xiao Mo dressed and, instead of returning to his palace, went to the imperial study. There, he copied down the "Sword Manual in Cursive Script" from his mind.

Of course, Xiao Mo only copied the sword manual and sword moves from the "Cao Zi Jian Jue" (Sword Manual of Grass Characters).

As for his insights into the Grass Character Sword Technique from his first life, it was naturally impossible for him to write them down.

Half an hour later, Xiao Mo had finished copying.

He raised his slightly sore arm, rubbed it, and looked out the window; it was almost noon.

Following Xiao Mo's habit, Wei Xun knocked on the door of the Imperial Study on time: "Your Majesty, it's time for your meal."

"Bring it in."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The door to the imperial study opened, and palace maids carrying dishes entered one by one. Xiao Mo could only eat a couple of bites of each dish at most; he couldn't eat more than that.

Of course, no one would say anything if Xiao Mo ate more, and Xiao Mo himself didn't care either.

If Yan Shan'ao wanted to die, he probably would find even poisoning the food troublesome.

After lunch, Xiao Mo took a handkerchief and wiped his mouth: "Wei Xun, what month is it now?"

During this time, Xiao Mo spent his time cultivating and entering the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes, and he was unaware of the dates in the real world.

"Your Majesty, June 14th is the beginning of autumn," Wei Xun said respectfully.

"Hmm." Xiao Mo nodded. "Summer has ended and autumn has arrived. It's a good time, but I'm feeling restless in the palace."

"Eh? What does Your Majesty mean?" Wei Xun was startled, having roughly guessed what His Majesty was about to do.

"Anyway, I have nothing to do in the palace, and after cultivating for so long, I need to relax. I'm going to prepare my plain clothes and go out for a walk," Xiao Mo said calmly.

However, Wei Xun stood aside, looking extremely troubled.

Xiao Mo turned his head, staring intently at Wei Xun, his voice authoritative even without anger: "What? Is it that the Prime Minister won't let me go out? Can't I even go for a walk if I want to?"

"Please calm your anger, Your Majesty. This old servant will go and prepare immediately." Wei Xun hurriedly knelt before Xiao Mo.

"Go quickly!"

"It's Your Majesty!" Wei Xun quickly withdrew.

In fact, Xiao Mo was well aware of his intention to leave the palace and travel incognito.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, every emperor would occasionally leave the palace for a stroll. As long as they didn't leave the capital, it didn't matter.

Moreover, even if Yan Shan'ao found out, he wouldn't react. After all, he had been so "obedient," so what was wrong with going out for a stroll?
As long as his emperor doesn't harm his interests, he doesn't care what he does.

Before long, Wei Xun prepared an ordinary carriage for Xiao Mo, and under the protection of several palace guards, Xiao Mo left the palace.

On the streets of the capital, Xiao Mo got out of the car, wanting to walk around by himself.

Xiao Mo watched the pedestrians coming and going on the street and listened to the vendors shouting incessantly; the entire imperial city was very lively.

"Are there any good places to go in the capital right now?" Xiao Mo asked Wei Xun beside him.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Wei Xun nodded. “I’ve heard that there’s a flower called ‘Autumn Arrives’ at Bichun Lake north of the Imperial City. It blooms around the time of the Autumn Equinox. Would you like to go and see it?”

"Let's go take a look."

"It is the young master."

Eunuch Wei bowed and scraped, and quickly led the way.

"Miss, Miss"

At the residence of the Minister of Rites, Xiaochun happily ran to the young lady's courtyard.

In the courtyard, the young lady was sitting in a chair, flipping through a book.

This book was brought by the court lady. It tells about the rules of the palace, the location of each palace, and its symbolism. The book also includes illustrations.

"What's wrong with you, always jumping up and down like this?" Yan Ruxue put down her book and smiled.

"Miss, the 'Autumn Arrival' at Bichun Lake is in bloom! I heard it's very beautiful. Would you like to go see it?" Xiaochun blinked excitedly at her mistress.

Yan Ruxue stood up and tapped Xiaochun's forehead with her finger: "I think it's you who wants to go see it."

"Miss," Xiaochun said coquettishly, holding her mistress's soft hand, "Miss is about to enter the palace. I've heard that the inner palace is as deep as the sea, and that you will become the empress in the future. After that, it will be very difficult for you to leave the palace. Don't you want to take a look before you enter the palace?"

Listening to Xiaochun's advice, Yan Ruxue smiled gently:
"Alright, since that's what they say, let's go take a look."

(End of this chapter)