Quick Transmigration: The host wants to die

Chapter 590 Contradictions
Chapter 621 Contradictions
"Do you still want to find a sense of existence for yourself?"

Xiao Evil nodded: "Well, you need to rectify your name and let others recognize your identity as the Sixth Princess."

This task made people a little tangled, Ruan Xiaoli frowned and thought about what he should do to justify his name.

The sixth princess herself is not too non-existent, and some people still know her existence.

For example, Feng Ancan?

To justify one's name is to regain favor. Can a princess who has been out of favor for many years and has been in the cold palace easily regain favor?
Ruan Xiaoli could only pin his thoughts on Feng Ancan, fortunately Feng Ancan has been in close contact for so many years.

At night, Ruan Xiaoli came to the Buddhist hall dressed thickly. She is 13 years old this year, and she is no longer the little girl she used to be.

At the age of 13, she has already drawn a strip, and her appearance is even more ostentatious, and she can already see the beauty of the country at a young age.

Ruan Xiaoli quickly avoided the guards and entered the Buddhist hall through the window, and she went straight to Feng Ancan.

Feng Ancan was still wearing the blue robe that had remained unchanged for thousands of years. Five or six years had passed, and the years had not left a trace on his face.

He still knelt and sat in front of the Buddha with that celestial posture like a blooming woman.

"Uncle Royal."

Feng Ancan opened her eyes with a smile in her eyes: "It's snowing tonight, I thought you would hide under the blanket and not come."

"Apart from the big banquet and the first, second, and third nights, when have I been absent at night? No matter how heavy the snow is, I still have to come to see the emperor." Ruan Xiaoli sat down on the cushion beside him.

Feng Ancan had no choice but to say, "Li'er, a girl's house should look like a girl's house, this is indecent."

"Anyway, there are no outsiders here, so it's not indecent to be indecent. Could it be that the emperor despises me?"

"Of course not."

"That's all right." She smiled happily when she heard the answer.

Looking at her smiling face, Feng Ancan was also very happy in his heart. Every time he gets along with her these years, he feels joy and relaxation that he has never experienced before.

This is an emotion that is not found in temples, and it is an emotion that cannot be experienced during the journey of traveling and preaching Buddhist scriptures in front of the Buddha.

"Li'er, the third plate on the left is your favorite lotus seed cake."

"Ah."

Ruan Xiaoli got up and quickly brought over the plate of pastries, then sat beside Feng Ancan and ate slowly.

"Uncle Huang, has the pastry chef changed?"

"Huh? Isn't it delicious?"

"No, it seems to be more delicious, the pastry is softer, but the sugar is a bit too much, it's a bit greasy." Ruan Xiaoli said as he tasted it carefully.

Feng Ancan's expression was unnatural for a moment, and then he continued to say in an elegant voice: "Maybe the chef has changed, next time I will tell him not to put so much sugar."

"it is good."

Ruan Xiaoli ate several cakes in a row.

Feng Ancan moved the prayer beads quietly, and said appropriately: "Li'er, don't eat so many cakes in the middle of the night, be careful of food accumulation."

"It's delicious, so I can't help but eat a few more pieces. I don't eat anything at night because I don't accumulate food."

"Dinner should be used in time, these pastries can only be used as supper."

"Understood, Uncle Huang, have you ever counted how many times you have said this sentence? You have said it to me every year."

Feng Ancan thought about it carefully, he was in a daze, as if he really said this sentence every year...

After Ruan Xiaoli ate the last piece of pastry, she put the plate aside, and then she sat cross-legged beside him: "Uncle Huang, I actually came to see you tonight for something."

It's okay to look for it at other times, but tonight it's a little something to look for.

Feng Ancan wondered: "What's the matter?"

"Uncle Huang, you and I know each other so well, so I won't play tricks with you. Can Uncle Huang do me a favor?" Ruan Xiaoli said seriously, raising his head.

Looking at the light in her elite eyes, Feng Ancan was sure that it was not a good thing.

He has always known that she is smart and sharp, and sometimes she does some tricks.

He didn't go into what she did, but she must not be obediently staying in the cold palace as a useless princess as she appeared on the surface.

"Let's talk." Feng Ancan looked indifferent.

Ruan Xiaoli said, "Uncle Huang, can you justify my name?"

She's just so blunt.

Feng Ancan was stunned when she heard her words, and then stared at the girl with a pair of cold eyes: "Li'er, have you thought about the consequences when you want to rectify your name?"

Now being an unknown princess, living in the cold palace, eating, drinking, and spending her life in peace, is this the stable life that many people involved in palace fighting want?
But she actually wanted to rectify her name and get involved in those disputes?
As a powerless princess, her mother and concubine are not favored, and her grandfather is not in power. Such a princess will only be sacrificed at any time as a political pawn.

Ruan Xiaoli nodded: "I've made up my mind, and I'm ready to accept the consequences. I want to rectify my name and become a real princess."

"Li'er, I advise you not to rectify your name, your life is very good now..."

Before Feng Ancan finished speaking, Ruan Xiaoli said, "Uncle Huang, what do you think is a good life? Living in the cold palace without being recognized by others?"

Feng Ancan pursed her thin lips lightly, her eyes darkened.

Ruan Xiaoli put away the smile on his face, and said coldly: "Maybe this kind of life looks good to everyone, but it's not good to me at all. Living like this will only make me feel useless, no matter how stable I am Life is not what I want, I want to be recognized, I want to have everything I can have with my identity, I am a princess myself, why should I stay in the cold palace for the rest of my life?"

She has never concealed her greed and ambition since she was a child, and every minute she reminds Feng Anchan that she is not a good person.

But after all these years of getting along peacefully, the two of them get along warmly as teachers and nephews.

Ruan Xiaoli's words now somewhat tore apart their peaceful co-existence.

Feng Ancan's eyes were so profound that people couldn't understand, and his light red thin lips were tightly pressed.

Ruan Xiaoli's sharp eyes did not shy away from his scrutiny, she said: "Uncle Huang, I know you think I am greedy, but I think these are all things I should have, and I will ask Uncle Huang to rectify my name because I think Uncle Huang will help me... Now it seems that I am thinking too much."

Uncle Huang will not help her.

"It doesn't matter if Uncle Huang doesn't help me. Uncle Huang knows my abilities. Even if you don't help me, there are ten thousand ways to clear your name, but it's a little more troublesome."

Ruan Xiaoli stood up and patted the non-existent dust on her skirt. She was about to leave, and when she left, she said, "Uncle Emperor, don't stop me. If you block my way, I will be very sad and disappointed." .”

There was disappointment in her eyes at the moment, and she thought he would help.

Ruan Xiaoli turned around and took a few steps, then stopped suddenly and said: "Uncle Huang, my life looks good to others, but I know it's not what I want, even if I know the road ahead is full of thorns, I'm willing to break this Comfortable, that's because I know that everything I want now is not what I want... What about you, Uncle Emperor? Is everything about you now what you want?"

Feng Ancan's hand that moved the Buddhist beads stopped.

(End of this chapter)