Shen Wanyue really liked the taste of this pastry. She ate two pieces in a row and still felt a little unsatisfied. However, the palace had its own rules, so even if you like to eat, you can't use more of it.
Yuan Hao looked at her and said: "You are older than Jiahe, and you have reached the age of marriage. I wonder if you have someone in mind, so I can make the decision for you."
Shen Wanyue thought of Xiao Chengyi, but she knew she couldn't say it, so she lowered her head and pretended to be shy: "I don't want to get married, I just want to stay with my father."
Yuan Hao scolded: "What are you talking about? You are my daughter, how can you not marry?" He deliberately asked: "What do you think of Wang Zefang, the second best student in the new department? You should also meet him when you are in the general's mansion. Pass him."
Hearing Wang Zefang's name, Shen Wanyue was a little panicked and said hurriedly: "Father, my son is already an unclean person. How can I have the honor to marry in this life? Just let my son be by your side for the rest of his life."
Yuan Hao thought about Shen Wanyue and the deposed prince, and his heart felt a little heavy. He no longer forced himself to say: "That's it, let's talk about this later."
He stood up and said, "I want to review the excerpts. Come and grind the ink for me."
Shen Wanyue hurriedly responded with a "yes" and walked to the table to rub some ink for Yuan Hao. She waited quietly aside, looking extremely well-behaved and sensible.
But Yuan Hao's face gradually turned ugly, until the eunuch's announcement came from outside: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Master is here to see you."
Yuan Hao took a deep breath and said to Shen Wanyue: "Go back first."
Shen Wanyue took a few steps back and turned to leave. When she left the palace gate, she saw the Imperial Master waiting outside.
Shen Wanyue couldn't help but be startled when she saw him for the first time. Some scenes from her past life flashed through her mind, making her confused and unable to distinguish between the past life and this life: "Is it you?"
Xuan Du raised his eyebrows and asked, "Princess, do you know me?"
Shen Wanyue suddenly woke up when she heard him calling himself me, and said hurriedly: "I have heard of the name of the National Master a long time ago, and I just had the chance to meet him today. He is really extraordinary. I wonder where the National Master is his master?"
Xuandu knew that Shen Wanyue recognized him, but so what? He smiled and said: "I studied under Master Jiekong of Fansheng Temple."
Shen Wanyue asked knowingly: "Fan Sheng Temple? Isn't that a Buddhist temple? Could it be that the Imperial Master used to be a monk?"
Xuandu said: "Can't a monk be a national master? Besides, I have already returned to secular life. I wonder if the princess has any questions?"
Shen Wanyue shook her head: "I am presumptuous. If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me."
Xuan Du didn't know her as well, so he nodded briefly and entered the hall.
Shen Wanyue hadn't left yet, and her mind was a little confused.
In her previous life, she had a relationship with this national master at Fansheng Temple. He was still a monk at that time, and it was he who hid Xiao Chengyi in Fansheng Temple for fifteen years, causing her to endure the pain of lovesickness.
Unexpectedly, in this life, this monk would become a national preceptor. The reason why he became a national preceptor was because His Majesty was possessed by evil spirits and saw a will-o'-the-wisp in Fahua Temple.
It just so happened that in the previous life, Shen Wanyue had witnessed the appearance of this will-o'-the-wisp, and knew that it was Xiao Chengyi's handiwork.
It was just because of the death of her parents in this life that she didn't think so much about it. Now that she saw the Imperial Master Shen Wanyue, she began to have doubts. Maybe the matter of His Majesty being possessed by an evil spirit was nothing at all and was planned by Xiao Chengyi.
If this is the case, then the relationship between this Imperial Master and Xiao Chengyi must be unusual.
Shen Wanyue suddenly felt enlightened when she thought of this. She smiled and turned to look at the closed palace door, feeling that she had another handle to control Xiao Chengyi.
Whether Feng Changling or the imperial master, they are all Xiao Chengyi's people, and their lives are in her hands.