Ying Wuji looked at his father-in-law.

Nervous yet hopeful.

As long as his father-in-law nodded, his crisis would be reduced by half.

He couldn't let anyone dare to have romantic feelings in front of King Li, right?

Zhao Ji looked him up and down.

He felt that this kid had ulterior motives.

Could it be that he was worried about the meeting of the two women?

That's unlikely!

This kid has encountered more difficult situations, how could he not handle two women?

Just a small matter.

Is it worth asking for help?

Although Zhao Ji didn't know what Ying Wuji was planning, he didn't think it was a bad thing.

Because culture is also part of national strength. Otherwise, the Kingdom Li wouldn't have been shaping the image of a cultural power for so many years, and using various means to turn Jiangcheng into a holy land of scholars.

It used to be just a reputation.

After the grand gathering of scholars, it became a well-deserved reputation.

The art form of drama, which originated from the Kingdom Li, indeed deserved some attention.

Of course.

The main reason was that he was in a good mood.

If it were yesterday, he would definitely not attend such a boring event.

But now.

With the large-scale influx of population into the new territory, there were already fifty thousand households in just a few days, and it hadn't even reached its peak yet. Judging from the situation, there would be at least a hundred thousand households.

What does this mean?

It means that he had complete control over the resistance in the new territory.

And the conspiracy against the Ying family had also disappeared because of that accident.

Leaving that aside.

He was in a good mood.

Zhao Ji smiled and said, "Alright! You can arrange it. If I'm not satisfied, I won't give you any money."

"Alright, alright! Don't worry!"

Ying Wuji smiled and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Ji glanced at him, shook his head disapprovingly, and said, "You've been acting strange these days, and a lot of things have happened. Let me tell you and hear your thoughts."

"Alright!"

"On the day you were unconscious..."

Zhao Ji didn't hold back his words and talked to him like chatting with a junior, telling him everything he had seen and heard.

Finally, he asked, "Do you think there's anything suspicious?"

Ying Wuji pondered for a moment and grinned, "In the end, this incident put us in opposition to all the nobles, but it inadvertently helped us solve the crisis. From a certain perspective, it can be considered encountering a benefactor!"

Zhao Ji didn't comment, he just asked, "If there really is a benefactor, who do you think this benefactor is? Is it the same force behind the migration order?"

Naturally!

I'm a hundred percent sure.

Ying Wuji looked like he was pondering, "The incident with the Muye Stele in Mingdu this time was probably the work of the Tai Shang Sect. I still remember how handsome Han Juan looked when he split the Muye Stele. There aren't many people in the world who can cause damage to the Muye Stele, so this judgment should be correct."

Zhao Ji nodded, and there was a ninety percent probability that this matter was related to the Tai Shang Sect.

Although he was somewhat disgusted with the way these people acted, they did solve the crisis faced by the Ying and Zhao families.

He asked again, "What happened next?"

Ying Wuji grinned, "But I can't conclude whether it's the same group of people as the migration order. After all, neither the Wei nor Han family have found anything. Maybe it's the awakening of the people's wisdom, and they are helping each other through this difficult time."

Zhao Ji didn't oppose this statement too much.

Because indeed, no matter how clever the Daoists' layout was, such a large-scale action would definitely leave traces.

But the spies he arranged in Wei and Han's territories said that the Wei and Han families were desperately trying to find the mastermind, but they had been searching for so long like headless flies.

At least according to Zhao Ji's knowledge, no human spells or methods could achieve this.

Could it be the demon race?

Zhao Ji himself felt that this statement was absurd.

Not to mention whether the demon race had such abilities, even if they did, why would they help the Kingdom Li without asking for any benefits beforehand? If it was really the work of the demon race, they would have caused chaos in the entire Central Plains Dynasty with such abilities, so why bother with these trivial matters?

This statement about the awakening of the people's wisdom was more convincing.

Zhao Ji waved his hand, deciding not to dwell on this issue for now, "So, how should I view the matter of the Tai Shang Sect and the Muye Stele?"

"Well..."

Ying Wuji pondered for a moment and said, "It depends on whether you think the overall situation is unstoppable. We have discussed this matter before, and I don't have any burden in my heart, so I'm not responsible for what I say. Besides, I haven't enjoyed the so-called noble treatment since I was young, so of course I think the overall situation is good.

But after all, the royal family is the biggest noble family. Giving up the advantage of the entire family is indeed a bit risky.

If you think the overall situation is unstoppable, then you must endure this period of pain.

But in this world, even if you go along with the overall situation, there will still be many people who become stepping stones for the true kings.

And this overall situation, who knows how many years it will take to transition? It could be a few years, or even decades, or even hundreds of years.

It depends on whether you want to solve it yourself or leave it to future generations."

Zhao Ji nodded slightly, this kid made sense.

But making sense was one thing.

It was all fucking nonsense.

He frowned and cursed, "So when I ask you a question, you blabber on and on, and then push the question back to me?"

Ying Wuji helplessly spread his hands, "If you sincerely ask me, my opinion is definitely to go along with the overall situation! I'm just a son-in-law, my words are just for you to listen to, otherwise I'll have to argue with you?"

He was really sincere!

Zhao Ji impatiently waved his hand, "You only have a little bit of cleverness, and you use it all to play tricks. Are you healed? If you are, then get out of here and don't waste the treasures of the palace."

Ying Wuji grinned, "Can I stay for one more day?"

Zhao Ji: "Get lost!"Ying Wuji: "Alright!"

...

On the way back to the Marquis's Mansion.

Ying Wuji's mood was somewhat complicated, neither good nor bad.

He just felt that anyone in the position of a monarch would become arrogant.

But it wasn't arrogance.

When in power, one must consider their own affairs.

From the current actions of the Supreme Observer, it was mostly beneficial to the Li royal family, but it still caused Zhao Ji to be unhappy due to the weakening of the noble bloodline.

Monarchs always believed that this world belonged to them and their subjects.

If you do something beneficial to me, of course, you deserve praise.

But you cannot have any thoughts of rebellion, even if it won't have a negative impact on me.

There's no way around it.

Slave dynasties are like this, and feudal dynasties are even worse.

Ying Wuji sighed lightly. He didn't like this world anymore because it exhausted good people.

He didn't think he had any political acumen.

He relied solely on his half-opened god's perspective and some cleverness to get by.

Playing with these monarchs and officials was really tiring.

The carriage departed from the palace gate and quickly stopped.

After all, the Marquis's Mansion was not far from the palace, and they took the carriage out of laziness.

"Wuji!"

Before he could get off the carriage, Ying Wuji heard a familiar voice.

Immediately, Hua Chao opened the curtain and looked inside with concern.

Seeing that Ying Wuji was in good condition, she let out a long sigh of relief.

Ying Wuji looked at her pale face and felt a bit sorry for her. "Hua Chao, did you not sleep last night?"

Not only did she not sleep, she had been waiting outside all night.

Otherwise, how could she have caught up so quickly?

Hua Chao pursed her lips and said softly, "I wanted to sleep, but I couldn't fall asleep. Get off the carriage quickly. I've made some nourishing soup for you, and you'll feel better soon."

"Alright!"

Ying Wuji smiled and held her soft hand, slowly getting off the carriage.

Back in the hall, they waited for a while before the nourishing soup was ready.

Seeing Hua Chao's tired appearance, he forced her to drink a bowl as well. Seeing her complexion improve slightly, he smiled and said, "I just encountered a small setback in my cultivation. There's no need to worry so much. Look at Danzi and Zhai Lao, they drink so happily. It's only you who tortures yourself like this."

"It's because they drink happily that I worry!" Hua Chao sighed softly. "I may not understand cultivation, but I'm not stupid! When they know you're fine, it's like a mountain has been lifted from their hearts. How could it be just a small setback?"

Ying Wuji: "..."

He didn't know what to say, so he just gently held the back of her hand.

Hua Chao smiled gently. "As long as you're fine, I'm exhausted. Can you accompany me to rest for a while?"

Ying Wuji nodded gently. "Okay!"

After a while.

They embraced each other and went to sleep.

After Hua Chao felt relieved, drowsiness slowly overcame her. After hesitating for a moment, she asked softly, "The Crown Princess also seems to care about you. Yesterday..."

Ying Wuji interrupted with a playful smile, "Naturally! If something were to happen to me, who would work for the Crown Prince in the future? This time, I narrowly escaped death, and you have no idea how happy the royal family is. It's like a theater troupe opening tomorrow, and the royal family took the initiative to offer their support. Isn't that impressive?"

Hua Chao was pleasantly surprised. "Is that true?"

Although the theater troupe had become more and more popular recently and had been recognized by the music department early on, it still wasn't considered mainstream.

Given her background, not many people dared to make a fuss about the theater troupe.

But the arrogance displayed in their conversations couldn't be concealed.

If the royal family really supported them, it would indeed be a good thing.

"Is it true? When have I ever bragged?"

Ying Wuji smiled playfully. "Hua Chao, how do you plan to reward me?"

As he spoke, his hands began to wander.

After Zhuan Xu's awakening, he felt that the energy in his body was becoming more vigorous, and he would have impure thoughts if he wasn't careful.

Especially when it came to Hua Chao's body, which was like a ripe peach that could produce water with just a squeeze. He couldn't help but be tempted.

Hua Chao bit her lip. "But I'm so tired..."

"It's alright, just lie down."

Ying Wuji smiled. "I just learned a special cultivation technique that can help you cultivate and relieve fatigue."

The Huanhuan Technique had its own mysteries. It was said that after using it, both parties' cultivation would skyrocket like riding a rocket.

Hua Chao didn't like cultivation, so he had to help her.

As he spoke, he lightly kissed her neck.

Hua Chao: "..."

Her beautiful face was alluring and dripping with charm.

...

The next day.

The theater troupe was particularly lively.

After being closed for the Lunar New Year for such a long time, many opera enthusiasts were eagerly waiting.

But they didn't expect that just when they finally endured the reopening, eagerly coming to reserve their seats and watch the play called "The Legend of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai," they found that all the seats were already reserved, and even to reserve a seat, they had to go through strict identity checks.

Even when entering, their identities and seats were verified.

However, they didn't complain.

Because they could tell that an important guest must be coming today.

Didn't they see the Marquis waiting outside?

Although there were too many recent events, and the Marquis didn't appear as prominently, he was still a favorite of the Emperor.

If even he was waiting outside, then the identity of this important guest was self-evident!

Outside the door.

Ying Wuji stood side by side with Hua Chao, greeting familiar customers with a cupped fist salute. When he encountered unfamiliar faces, he nodded in acknowledgment. He had a smile on his face, looking joyful, not much different from an ordinary shopkeeper opening a store.

But Hua Chao would occasionally glance at Ying Wuji, feeling incredibly happy in her heart.This time, with the opening of the shop, she unexpectedly found the feeling of welcoming guests together with a newlywed couple.

The only downside was that Luo Yan also brought Luo Ming along.

However, Hua Chao still treated them politely like any other guests, nodding her head in greeting.

It was Luo Yan who seemed hesitant to meet his daughter's gaze, hurriedly entering the theater with Luo Ming.

Hua Chao's expression was somewhat complicated, but she didn't look in their direction for long.

Before long, the large hall of the theater was almost filled with people.

The remaining guests hurriedly made their way, afraid of missing the time. Some even slipped and fell in the snow, quickly getting up and brushing off the snow before hurrying over. When they greeted the two owners, there was a shy smile on their faces.

"Oh?"

Ying Wuji exclaimed in surprise, looking towards the end of the road and seeing a familiar figure.

It was still the loose Taoist robe, dressed exactly like in autumn.

This Taoist...

Isn't he cold?

Upon closer inspection, he should be.

His hands were tucked into his sleeves, his neck huddled, shivering as if freezing.

Hey!

This Taoist also came to watch the play.

Not only Han Juan, but also a weary-looking woman and an old man with half of his head bald.

Their complexions were worse one after another, but they all had smiles on their faces.

There were also those with good complexions. The guards behind the three of them were full of energy and spirit, their gazes bright and sharp, looking extremely serious and vigilant.

Before long, the group of people approached.

Ying Wuji smiled and cupped his hands, "Brother Han, long time no see! Greetings to Elder Zheng and Aunt!"

Zheng Lian and Zheng Yuan nodded in greeting. Although they didn't seem particularly enthusiastic, they were still polite.

"Brother Ying, it's been a while!"

Han Juan still had that decadent and carefree appearance. He curiously glanced at the theater, "It seems that there are distinguished guests today!"

Ying Wuji smiled, "Lucky to have His Majesty here to support the scene!"

"That's a coincidence!"

Han Juan nodded thoughtfully, briefly exchanging glances with Ying Wuji.

Then, a voice suddenly sounded in Ying Wuji's mind.

"Brother Ying, remember your promise. My mother and grandfather, not one more, not one less!"

Tsk!

Ying Wuji subconsciously glanced at the team of guards behind him, feeling that this Taoist really had something up his sleeve.

Today, King Li personally attended, so he naturally had to ensure the security. After waking up yesterday, he came to check the guest list and found the names of these three. His first reaction was that the rescue operation could begin.

But looking at the reservation time, it was actually a day earlier.

He was somewhat surprised because he had just invited his father-in-law. Even the arrangement to welcome the distinguished guests was done by people borrowed from the palace. Many people only found out about the distinguished guests today.

Yet this Taoist knew a day earlier than himself.

It's like he can predict the future.

Or was it just a coincidence?

Mysterious!

And his words, "not one more, not one less," were even more mysterious. Did this guy not want to live anymore?

Unfortunately, it was too lively now, and he definitely couldn't ask anything face to face.

Han Juan also didn't seem to have much intention of communicating. He smiled and cupped his hands at Ying Wuji, then accompanied the Zheng family mother and daughter into the theater.

"That Taoist just now, is he... dying soon?"

Hua Chao suddenly blurted out without any context.

Ying Wuji grinned, "Maybe..."

Whether it was from the current situation or his complexion, Han Juan indeed looked like he didn't have much time left. The backlash from the Moye Stele was too severe. It had been such a long time, and there was still no improvement. He already looked weak before, but now he looked like a skeleton.

It wasn't surprising that Hua Chao asked this question.

They waited for a while.

A dark mass appeared in the direction of the palace.

Carriages.

Guards.

They looked extremely grand.

They've arrived!

Ying Wuji's heart skipped a beat. As the carriages approached, his nervousness grew.

Finally.

The carriages stopped.

Ying Wuji cupped his hands, "Greetings, Father King, Mother Queen!"

Hua Chao also hurriedly bowed, "Greetings, Your Majesty, Queen Mother!"

"No need for formalities!"

Zhao Ji laughed heartily, then got off the carriage along with the Queen. Another person got off the carriage as well.

Ying Wuji smiled, "Greetings, Princess Consort!"

"May the Marquis be well!"

Li Caimei smiled and glanced at him, then her gaze fell on Hua Chao.

Hua Chao happened to be looking at her too.

Their eyes met for a moment.

Ying Wuji's heart also rose to his throat, but his movements and posture looked quite relaxed. He didn't deliberately distance himself from Hua Chao, and the two stood very close. It was obvious that they had a good relationship, but not too close.

Hopefully, no one would notice anything?

Fortunately.

There was no hint of hostility between them.

Hua Chao greeted the Princess Consort.

The Princess Consort nodded in greeting to the theater owner.

Everything seemed harmonious.

Until...

Li Caimei took a step forward, smiling as she shook Hua Chao's hand, "I've long heard of Miss Hua Chao's talent. Today, I finally have the chance to see the opera with my own eyes. However, it's my first time here and I don't understand the intricacies. I wonder if Miss Hua Chao would be willing to watch it together and explain it to me!"

Hua Chao smiled, "Your Highness's invitation is an honor for a common girl. How could I refuse? Your Highness, please!"

Ying Wuji: "..."

Damn it, it really couldn't be avoided!

But fortunately, at least there was his father-in-law sitting on the side, so anyone's words and actions would be restrained to some extent.

He quickly made a gesture of invitation, "Father King, Mother Queen, please!"

As he spoke, he warmly invited them inside.

The moment King Li entered, the theater fell into a brief silence.Soon everyone stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Ji smiled faintly and nodded, "Today we are here to enjoy the Great Li opera. There is no need for formalities between monarch and subjects, so there is no need for excessive courtesy."

After everyone sat down, he took a seat under Ying Wuji's guidance.

The entire front row was reserved for the royal family.

Zhao Ji and the queen sat in the middle, with Li Caimei next to the queen and Hua Chao sitting beside Li Caimei.

As for Ying Wuji, he could only sit next to Zhao Ji.

Listening to Hua Chao and Li Caimei discussing the past plays, he felt a pang of jealousy.

Although they were currently having a normal conversation, Tang Tang's proactive approach was not for normal topics. In a while, most likely by the intermission, there would definitely be a problem.

What should he do?

Ying Wuji's mind raced, and he finally came up with a solution.

He lowered his voice and said, "Father, Han Juan and the Zheng family mother and daughter are here. Should we save them?"

As a powerful expert in the Enlightenment Realm and the highly regarded Great Li King, Zhao Ji had developed a habit of being aware of everything around him.

Naturally, as soon as he entered, he saw everyone worth seeing.

He asked in a low voice, "Did I arrange for their rescue plan to arrive? Did you inform them?"

Ying Wuji quickly replied, "How could I? I invited you here just for entertainment. It wouldn't be safe if outsiders knew in advance. I don't know if it's a coincidence or if Han Juan had foreknowledge, but they came over and even asked me for help."

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Ji called Zhao Gui over.

With just a glance, Zhao Gui understood what he meant.

He quickly went downstairs and found Luo Yan first, saying, "Luo Xiang, Young Master Luo, His Majesty requests your presence!"

"No problem!"

Luo Yan was only briefly surprised before quickly expressing his gratitude.

He had come this time just to visit his daughter and had no intention of being too conspicuous because he knew that Hua Chao didn't want much interaction with him.

So when he saw Hua Chao accompanying the Crown Princess, he didn't go up to her with a forced smile.

But now, His Majesty was inviting him...

How wonderful!

With Luo Ming's support, he slowly stood up, and under Zhao Ji's gaze, he sat next to Ying Wuji.

When Hua Chao saw him coming up, she was initially resistant, but fortunately, the father and son were sitting relatively far apart, so she relaxed a little.

As Zhao Gui watched the father and son go upstairs, he approached the Zheng family, three generations in a row.

In the instant he approached.

The guards sent by the Han family immediately became vigilant. They were sent here to watch over these three people.

They didn't know in advance that Zhao Ji would come, so the moment Zhao Ji appeared, they were already on guard.

When Zhao Gui approached, their tension reached its peak.

But no one dared to stop!

Even if there were hidden experts among them, they were definitely no match for Zhao Gui, let alone the fact that Zhao Ji had invited them.

Just like before, Zhao Gui said in a low voice, "Zheng Patriarch, Lady Han, Young Master Han, His Majesty requests your presence!"

Upon hearing this.

Zheng Lian's temples couldn't help but throb. Although he had no desires or ambitions, he had been the head of the family for many years. How could he not understand Zhao Ji's intentions?

But now the Han and Zheng families were already on the verge of breaking apart. Even if the royal family didn't continue to exert pressure, it was only a matter of time before the two families turned against each other.

Why put on another show today?

And at that moment.

A hum of anger echoed in his mind.

There was no need to look for it; he knew that the expert monitoring him was issuing a warning.

Zheng Lian smiled bitterly and arched his hand, preparing to refuse.

But unexpectedly.

Han Juan directly smiled and agreed, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I was just worried about the noise here! Mother, Grandfather, let's go upstairs!"

As he spoke, he forcefully supported the arms of the two and stood up.

In that instant, a powerful pressure appeared out of thin air, pressing down on Han Juan like Mount Tai.

He groaned, and a mouthful of blood surged up in his throat, but he swallowed it back with a smile.

Trembling all over, tiny beads of sweat oozed out of every pore.

Zheng Lian's face changed drastically, "Juan'er!"

Han Juan smiled, "It's nothing serious! Grandfather, let's go upstairs!"

Zheng Lian's expression was complicated. He was an old friend of Han Juan's master, and now Han Juan's way of doing things was very similar to his master's. So even though Han Juan had done almost nothing except for healing, he knew that his grandson must have his own thoughts.

He wouldn't do this without a reason.

Seeing Han Juan's condition worsening, he supported his grandson and gritted his teeth, "Alright!"

But just as the three of them were about to leave, a figure blocked their path.

An elderly guard smiled faintly, "Old Master, have you forgotten? You just caught a cold. If you infect His Majesty, it would be a grave offense!"

With him blocking the way, Zheng Lian's face couldn't help but turn ugly.

Zhao Gui snorted coldly and directly stood in front of the three, "His Majesty is a powerful expert in the Enlightenment Realm. Is he afraid of a mere cold? His Majesty said that the current prosperity of the Great Li relies on the assistance of the talented ministers from the Luo and Wei Han families. How can he mistreat his subjects and their families? If His Majesty invites, can a guard like you stop Patriarch Zheng from attending?"

The elderly guard: "..."

The two experts in the Martial Realm confronted each other for a long time.

Finally.

The elderly guard took a step back and cleared the way for them to go upstairs.

This situation was not suitable for a confrontation.

Wait for now!

If they really wanted to take Han Juan away, even if he had to bear the reputation of an evil slave, he would have to keep the person.

Zhao Gui snorted and led the three generations upstairs.

He arranged for Zheng Yuan to sit next to Hua Chao, followed by Zheng Lian and Han Juan.

This series of changes made many people in the theater unable to help but look over.Even Li Caimei and Hua Chao, who were chatting quite well just now, forgot about their conversation. They looked at Zhao Ji, who was calm and composed, and then at Han Juan, whose robe was covered in blood stains. They had a faint feeling that something big was about to happen.

When Li Caimei saw Luo Yan coming up, she felt a little nervous at first. Because she couldn't help but think of the surveillance experience taught by Li Caitan, she felt that this might be Ying Wuji's way of restricting Hua Chao from talking to her. But when she saw Luo Yan sitting next to Ying Wuji and the encounter of the three generations, she understood that it was Zhao Ji who was preparing to save someone.

She felt relieved.

But she temporarily lost the mood to continue chatting with Hua Chao.

Hua Chao looked at the time and gave a signal to the performers on the stage. Soon, the lights in the hall dimmed, attracting everyone's attention to the stage.

Then, many performers came on stage and started singing the first scene of "The Butterfly Lovers".

After so much rehearsal and coordination, the performers of the theater troupe had become very skilled, and coupled with the excellent script, they quickly immersed the audience in the plot.

The little episode just now had long been forgotten.

Watching Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai's interaction full of youthful love in the Great Li Academy.

Even the audience in the seats were moved.

The Queen had already held Zhao Ji's arm without knowing when, with a faint smile on her face, as if reminiscing about the scenes of her youth.

Luo Yan, on the other hand, had a look of sorrow, unable to look back on the past.

Zheng Yuan's eyes turned red, filled with sorrow.

The entire theater.

Apart from the voices of the performers and the instruments, there was no sound.

Everyone was completely engrossed.

As the plot progressed steadily, Liang Shanbo gained recognition from the scholars of the Great Li Academy, obtained an official position, and returned home in glory before officially taking office. He then went to Zhu Yingtai's home to propose marriage.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai could finally overcome the pressure and completely escape from the shadow of Ma Wentai.

But they didn't expect that Zhu Yingtai's hometown happened to be the fief of Ma Wentai's family, and Ma Wentai was the young master of this family.

The conflict escalated suddenly.

Everyone's hearts were on edge.

Then, the first half ended.

The audience wanted to curse, but fortunately, the second half would start after a stick of incense, and the theater troupe brought exquisite snacks and fruits, dispelling the resentment towards the theater troupe.

"You're quite something!"

Zhao Ji glanced at Ying Wuji, not knowing whether it was anger or admiration.

Ying Wuji smiled and said, "Father, you flatter me!"

He could understand Zhao Ji's gaze: you understand only part of the story.

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Zhao Ji was speechless and gave up the impulse to teach this unlucky child a lesson.

But he had to admit.

He was extremely satisfied with this script.

The plot in the early stage at the Great Li Academy was enough to give countless young people hope. As long as they could learn some skills, they could become officials in the new land of the Great Li!

The later plot had not been seen yet.

But based on Zhao Ji's understanding of Ying Wuji, it was certain that Ma Wentai wanted to forcefully marry Zhu Yingtai, and then the Ma family would oppress the Zhu family and Liang Shanbo. In the end, the court would intervene and save this couple in the new land of the Great Li.

This could not only expose the darkness of the aristocratic families but also promote the beauty of the new policies.

Perfect!

The court could print a large number of copies of this script, and spreading it around would definitely make countless people yearn for the new land and the new policies, subtly influencing a generation. The new policies would be able to firmly establish themselves.

This brat.

He's really good at brainwashing the people.

"Great!"

Li Caimei rubbed her slightly red eyes and sighed, "I just don't know if this couple can withstand such immense pressure. Hua Chao, how did you come up with this story?"

Everyone was too engrossed in watching just now, so no one spoke, and she could only temporarily give up chatting with Hua Chao.

A smile appeared at the corner of Hua Chao's mouth, and she couldn't help but say, "If it were just me, I definitely couldn't have come up with this story!"

Seeing the smile on her face, Li Caimei's heart inexplicably skipped a beat.

Although she had known for a long time that Ying Wuji often collaborated with Hua Chao in creating, she felt a little jealous, but she wasn't sad. Because she believed that stopping this would be disrespectful to Ying Wuji's talent, and she also liked Ying Wuji partly because of this.

But this genuine happiness in her smile made her feel a sense of uneasiness.

Could it be that they...

She pretended to be calm and continued to ask, "I have heard the Marquis mention these things. But the Marquis said that he has many important matters to attend to, and most of the time, he only provides ideas. The credit for the success of the script often lies with Miss Hua Chao.

I really like this script. The emotions between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai are incredibly vivid. Only true lovers can write it.

But this couple will definitely face tremendous pressure. I wonder if Miss Hua Chao has already made up her mind and is also facing the same great pressure as Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai?"

After finishing her words, she carefully observed Hua Chao's expression.

A trace of pain flashed through Hua Chao's eyes. When she was writing this script, she was in the midst of her most painful time. The Liang Shanbo on paper was simply Ying Wuji himself.

Although they had endless conversations in the script and took care of each other in life, they could never be together.

Unexpectedly, this Princess Consort had such keen insight.

She nodded, "Your Highness is perceptive, and I admire you!"

Li Caimei: "..."

As expected.

She was a little anxious.

Ying Wuji, who had been eavesdropping on the side: "..."

He was also a little anxious.

No!

He had to take action.

The problem was how to proceed?

His gaze subconsciously turned to Zhao Ji.

Li Caimei was anxious in her heart but smiled and asked, "Actually, with Miss's talent and background, if you really want to be with your loved one for a lifetime, it is not difficult. You don't have to endure such torment."

Hua Chao: "..."Although Ying Wuji had told her that the royal family had already tacitly accepted their relationship, it still felt inappropriate to be so blatant with King Li and the queen present. Moreover, it seemed that the princess consort was not quite aware of the situation.

Should she tell her?

That wouldn't be very appropriate!

She hesitated.

Seeing her hesitation, Li Caimei became even more anxious. Knowing that she wouldn't get an answer this way, she changed her strategy: "Did the Liang Zhu in the story end up together?"

Hua Chao understood her implied meaning.

After a brief thought, she decided to tell the truth, as there was no need to deceive.

But just as she opened her mouth.

She felt a sharp killing intent.

Startled, she quickly looked to the side.

She saw Zhao Ji confronting a group of Han family guards.

They were clearly ready to fight!

Having grown up in the marketplace, she had seen many conflicts, but this was the first time she had witnessed a standoff between masters. It was impossible not to be nervous.

She immediately lost the mood to explain.

Ying Wuji stood next to Zhao Ji, sizing up the Han family guards: "The Han family's servants are really bold, daring to take action in front of His Majesty?"

The elderly guard looked behind them and saw a group of palace guards preparing to escort the three generations away.

He asked in a deep voice: "We dare not fight in front of His Majesty, but we have orders to protect our master's safety. Where does the prince intend to take our Han family members?"

His tone was somewhat cold.

It seemed that he was ready to fight at any disagreement.

They respected the royal family, but that didn't mean they would let the royal family do as they pleased.

The Zhao, Han, and Wei families had not yet openly fallen out, but their conflicts had already escalated.

Han Zhe had ordered them to come here, with a strict order not to let anyone go, especially Han Juan.

If they watched them take people away, they might as well commit suicide when they returned.

For a moment.

The atmosphere was tense.

Fortunately, the strong warriors controlled their energy well, and the guests in the hall did not notice, otherwise this scene would have terrified countless people.

"Hey, hey!"

A lazy voice sounded: "Why so tense?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

They saw Han Juan smiling as he pushed through the crowd and walked up to the elderly guard: "His Majesty is just concerned about my mother and grandfather's health and plans to have the imperial physician treat them. Could he possibly harm them? Captain Liu, if you're worried, I'll stay here with you?"

Everyone: "......"

Looking at the haggard Zheng father and daughter, it was indeed true that their health was not good.

But among the three of you, shouldn't you be the one in the worst health?

"Juan'er!"

The Zheng father and daughter panicked, looking at Han Juan with great worry.

Han Juan smiled at them and made a reassuring gesture, then looked at Captain Liu: "What do you say?"

Captain Liu was silent, torn.

In this situation, if they fell out, he would definitely not get the upper hand.

Although the Zhao family probably didn't want to fall out.

But the Han family didn't want to fall out either!

The family head's order emphasized Han Juan. If they left Han Juan behind and let the other two go, there wouldn't be any major problems!

He had to compromise!

He nodded: "Alright! Young master, please come with me to take a seat!"

"Okay!"

Han Juan smiled and went down with him.

The tense situation came quickly and left quickly.

Zhao Ji watched the whole process coldly, without intervening. Han Juan didn't ask him for help. This way, he avoided conflict with the Han family and didn't offend the Taoist family, so there was no need to intervene.

He signaled the guards, and they took the Zheng father and daughter away.

Just then.

The fifteen-minute intermission was over, and the performers returned to the stage.

Li Caimei wanted to ask that question again, but it was no longer appropriate.

She was a little frustrated and could only stare intently at the stage.

It didn't matter if Miss Hua Chao didn't answer.

The answer must be in the play!

The story continued.

As expected, Liang Zhu faced tremendous pressure. The subsequent plot was extremely heartbreaking. Under the persecution of the Ma family, the two young people had no ability to resist and were forcibly separated. But before they were separated, they agreed to die together.

However.

As everyone had hoped.

Upon learning this news, the academy was ready to take action.

But unexpectedly.

The academy was too late.

When the academy's master arrived, he only saw the tomb where the two were buried together.

"What?"

"What is this?"

"Huh?"

There was some commotion in the theater.

Even Zhao Ji couldn't help but glance at Ying Wuji. The academy arrived but didn't save the people. Do you know how to write a script?

But just then.

The tomb suddenly opened, and two butterflies flew out, entwined and fluttering.

At the same time, a poignant and sweet melody sounded, bringing the story to its conclusion.

In the end, Liang Zhu was remembered by the world and the students of the academy. A line was added to the academy's gate, roughly meaning: From now on, the academy will be the backing of all students, and the tragedy of Liang Zhu will never happen to the students of the academy again.

Although the sadness and regret were not completely washed away.

It gave people a faint sense of relief.

Zhao Ji: "......"

Ying Wuji explained awkwardly: "Tragedies are more touching, tragedies are more touching."

Zhao Ji was having a headache. When the academy was built, should he really write this line?

For winning people's hearts, this line would definitely be very effective, but it felt a bit strange to engrave the words "Liang Zhu".

Meanwhile.

Li Caimei finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Liang Zhu were together.

But they were only together after they died.

It seemed that Miss Hua Chao also knew that she might never be able to be with Wuji in this lifetime, so she wrote such a tragic yet hopeful ending.

Wuji must have also participated in this play.

Isn't this a form of self-consolation?

Speaking of which... Miss Hua Chao is quite pitiful.

Thinking about it makes my heart ache for her.

The play ended, and the audience dispersed.

Ying Wuji stood up and made a gesture of invitation with a smile, "Father, Mother, Your Highness the Crown Princess, let me see you out!"

With that, he escorted them downstairs in a very obsequious manner.

As he was about to get into the carriage, he heard Li Caimei's voice transmission: "I'll wait for you tonight, I miss you so much!"

Ying Wuji: "I miss you too!"

Phew...

Finally, it's over.

Thanks to the Butterfly Lovers.

After seeing them off.

Ying Wuji returned to the troupe, where the actors and staff were cleaning up the theater. Hua Chao was upstairs negotiating with the merchants from other countries for the last time, and he joined them directly.

After this wave of "Butterfly Lovers" and the personal visit of King Li.

The status of the troupe was completely stabilized.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the outcome was completely determined.

From now on, Hua Chao would have jurisdiction over all the troupe branches in various countries.

After seeing off the merchants from various countries, only two people were left in the room.

Having finally fulfilled her mother's long-cherished wish, Hua Chao burst into tears of joy and threw herself into Ying Wuji's arms: "I'm so happy!"

Ying Wuji: "I'm so happy too!"

......

In the following days.

Ying Wuji lived a very peaceful life. Apart from spending time with Tang Tang and Hua Chao, most of his time was spent looking for the objects that anchored the Capital of the Great Ming to the present world, based on Han Juan's hints and the "Ancient Calendar of Zhuanxu".

Although there weren't many as easy to find as the Mu Ye Stele.

But Ying Wuji did find some clues.

However, due to the recent incident, the Capital of the Great Ming was on high alert because of the trouble caused by the "For Me" sect. He couldn't get in for the time being, but he would stir things up as soon as he could.

He needed to take control of the Capital of the Great Ming as soon as possible and solve Hua Chao's demon seed problem!

"You shouldn't push yourself too hard, what if you lose control again?"

Zhao Ji pushed open the door of the stone chamber, looking worriedly at his son-in-law.

Ying Wuji smiled: "Don't worry, Father, I'm afraid of death too, I know my limits!"

Zhao Ji finally smiled slightly: "Have you found the chapter related to the bloodline?"

"No..."

Ying Wuji scratched his head in annoyance: "Do you think it's possible that this bloodline mystery is so against the heavens that it was forcibly made me forget?"

"It's not impossible!"

Zhao Ji's face was serious, but he soon let it go: "There's no rush for this kind of thing. When Ning'er comes back, you two can retreat and comprehend it together. Sooner or later, you'll be able to understand this part."

Ying Wuji nodded with a smile: "Ah! Her Highness has a higher talent than me. Although I've forgotten, I still have experience. If we cooperate deeply, we will definitely succeed!"

Things were looking up.

Finally, he had a place to channel his energy.

Ning'er.

Come back soon, let your husband fill you up.

Once he achieved the Emperor's body, he could live a peaceful life.

After leaving the underground palace with Zhao Ji, Ying Wuji was ready to say goodbye and accompany his wife.

But at this moment.

Eunuch Li walked in with small steps, glanced at Ying Wuji, and quickly lowered his head.

"Your Majesty! Prince Ying Wuque of the Kingdom Qian requests an audience!"

"Who!"

"Who!"

The father-in-law and son-in-law looked at each other, their faces extremely ugly.

(End of the chapter)