Transmigrating to the Primordial Era as a Peerless Great Witch, Changing Fate in the Primordial Worl

Left with no other choice, Wei Xiaobao took two steps closer, lowered his voice, and looked extremely solemn:

"Jianning, listen carefully. What I'm about to say is a huge secret. Besides the Emperor, the Empress Dowager, and me, and now you, this is absolutely not to be known by a fifth person."

Jianning was stunned by his unprecedented seriousness and subconsciously held her breath, staring at him with wide eyes.

Wei Xiaobao took a deep breath and said, word by word:

"The Emperor sent me to Mount Wutai because the late Emperor, your father, Emperor Shunzhi, is still alive."

"What?"

Jianning was struck dumb, and took a step back, covering her mouth with both hands to prevent herself from screaming.

Her eyes widened in shock and disbelief.

Didn't Father Emperor pass away long ago?

The imperial mausoleum has been repaired.

This news was like the sky falling down for her, overturning her understanding of things for more than a decade.

"What did you say? Xiao Bao, you...you're not lying to me."

Jianning's voice trembled, and tears welled up uncontrollably, but this time it wasn't because of grievances, but because of the enormous shock and an indescribable complex emotion mixed with hope, sadness, and confusion.

She quickly retorted to Wei Xiaobao,

Is this true?

Seeing Jianning's face turn pale and her eyes swirling with emotions, Wei Xiaobao sighed inwardly.

He reached out and gently grasped Jianning's small hand, which was slightly cold and trembling due to shock and excitement.

Over the past three years, our daily interactions have evolved from initial hostility and reprimands to later dependence and intimacy.

Jianning had already unknowingly fallen deeply in love with Wei Xiaobao, who was different from others, who could control her, and who was genuinely good to her.

While the projected incarnation of Wei Xiaobao, influenced by the original body, possessed a firm will, a stable Daoist heart, and a clear goal,

However, his personality was also influenced by the original owner, and his instinct to "crave beauty" did not disappear.

He was naturally powerless against Jianning, a beautiful young woman of noble birth who was completely dependent on him.

After three years of spending every day together, that feeling had long since transformed from a simple "not dislike" or "somewhat like" into a deep longing.

The projection of Wei Xiaobao pulled Jianning's small hand, holding it in his palm as if trying to convey some warmth.

Feeling the warmth of Jianning's little hands, his heart warmed as well, and his reluctance to part deepened.

"That's definitely true."

Wei Xiaobao softened his voice and said firmly,

"It was the Empress Dowager who told the Emperor herself."

The late emperor renounced worldly life and became a monk.

When the emperor learned of this, he wished he could fly there immediately to see him, but as the emperor, he was bound to the fate of the nation and could not leave the capital.

That's why he sent me, the person he trusted most, to visit him, to offer his greetings, and to confirm whether the late emperor was well.

The projected Wei Xiaobao paused, looked at Jianning's tear-filled eyes, and continued:

"If it weren't for the fact that your emperor brother couldn't leave the palace, he would have gone himself."

He is the emperor and must remain in the capital to oversee affairs. This trip is for official business and to visit the late emperor, not for leisure. I really can't take you with me.

"You're all alone in the palace, so you must take good care of yourself, don't cause trouble, and don't anger the Emperor and the Empress Dowager, understand?"

The projection of Wei Xiaobao gazed at Jianning with tender eyes. Those eyes, which were usually mischievous, cunning, or willful, were now filled with reluctance to part with him, shock at the news of his father, and complete trust and dependence.

Jianning lowered her head, her small hand tightly gripping Wei Xiaobao's, and after a long while, she spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz:

"Xiao Bao, tell your father that Jianning misses him too."

After listening to the projection of Wei Xiaobao's body, she knew that this was indeed a serious matter. No matter how willful she was, she wouldn't dare to act recklessly in such a matter, and she had no choice but to agree to let him go alone.

But despite agreeing, my reluctance and worry remained undiminished.

She raised her head, her eyes still red-rimmed, but her gaze was much firmer, carrying a hint of girlish arrogance and unease, as she spoke to Wei Xiaobao:

"You're going to Qingliang Temple on Mount Wutai. I don't know when you'll be back. You have to promise me a few things."

"What is it? Tell me," Wei Xiaobao asked gently.

"First, you need to come back early. Don't linger outside for too long." Jianning held up one finger.

"Okay, I'll be right back after I'm done."

"Second," Jianning held up a second finger, her eyes turning somewhat fierce, but more so filled with unease.

"You can't seduce other women. If you encounter any chivalrous women or beautiful women on the road, don't look at them too much."

And absolutely not, you are not allowed to treat anyone else the way you just treated me. Do you hear me?

"third,"

She raised her third finger, her tone softening, filled with expectation.

"You have to miss me, otherwise I'll ignore you."

Upon hearing this, the smile on Wei Xiaobao's face froze.

It would be fine if they came back early and brought gifts.

However, he couldn't seduce other women. After all, greed and lust were the original owner's nature. Wei Xiaobao was confident that although his self-control had been greatly enhanced by the influence of his Dao heart, he really couldn't guarantee that he could remain unmoved when faced with beautiful women, especially if they took the initiative to throw themselves into his arms.

This is a bit too much for me.

"I'm going on business, not sightseeing, so why would I be going?" Wei Xiaobao tried to explain.

"I don't care, you just have to say yes."

Jianning refused, grabbing his hand and shaking it.

"You have to swear an oath, or I won't let you leave."

Wei Xiaobao was at his wit's end by her persistence, and seeing the tears welling up in her eyes again, his heart softened. He had no choice but to steel himself and mumble a reply:

"Okay, okay, I promise I'll try my best not to watch it, alright?"

"It's not just about doing our best, it's about absolutely having to," Jianning insisted.

It took Wei Xiaobao a lot of effort, including swearing oaths and using gentle words to coax Jianning, before he finally managed to appease her.

After agreeing to a bunch of unequal terms, Jianning finally stopped crying and started laughing, but she still held onto his hand and wouldn't let go, nagging him on and on about being careful on the road, paying attention to safety, and remembering to write letters.

Having finally escaped from Princess Jianning's residence, Wei Xiaobao felt even more exhausted than if he had fought Ao Bai.

His legs stiffened as he walked back to his residence in the palace, recalling the scenes that had just unfolded: Jianning's tears, her coquettishness, her dependence.

And her demands, tinged with jealousy and concern, created a complex mix of emotions within me.

However, just thinking about Princess Jianning's dependence and requests, and the feeling of being cared for and relied upon wholeheartedly, warmed the heart of the projection in Wei Xiaobao's body.

This cold and majestic Forbidden City seems to have gained a bit more warmth because of this sentiment.

He returned to his room, quickly packed his simple belongings, and carefully put on the protective soft armor.

With everything prepared, he took one last look at the house where he had lived for three years, and without further hesitation, picked up the scepter and imperial edict box that had been prepared beforehand, representing his status as an imperial envoy, and strode out of the courtyard gate.

Outside the palace gates, a small team of elite guards arranged by Emperor Kangxi had been waiting for some time.

Wei Xiaobao mounted his horse, took one last look at the golden corner tower of the Forbidden City in the morning light, and pulled on the reins.

"Let's go, destination: Mount Wutai."

The clatter of hooves and the rolling of wheels carried Wei Xiaobao, burdened with a secret mission and complex emotions.

It also carried his hopes for his future in martial arts, and drove out of the majestic gates of the capital.

They embarked on a long journey to the Buddhist holy land in the north, and also to more unknowns and possibilities.