Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
.After Su Wen finished his meal, Zhao Wanrou sent him to the entrance of the palace. She watched as Su Wen boarded the carriage and only left after the carriage disappeared.
On the carriage, Su Wen instructed, âGo to the Prime Ministerâs estate!â
âAlright!â Zhao Jin replied.
The carriage headed straight for the Prime Ministerâs estate.
By the time they reached the Prime Ministerâs estate, it was already rather late at night.
Su Wen got off the car and immediately starting slamming on the door.
However⦠Bang! Bang! Bang! He still chose to slam on the doors once again.
From inside sounded an unhappy voice.
âWho is it? Why are you knocking at the door so late at night? Donât you know this is the Prime Ministerâs mansion?â
âItâs me! Su Wen!â
The door opened quickly, and the guard on duty said with a flattering smile, âSo Third Young Master is back.â
Su Wen could not be bothered with him and went straight to the inner residence.
When he reached Su Changqingâs room, Su Wen heard some strange sounds.
However⦠Bang! Bang! Bang! He still chose to slam on the doors once again.
âWho is that!â Su Changqingâs voice was filled with anger!
Su Wen said, âFather, itâs me! Come out quickly, I have something urgent for you!â
The room was silent for a moment before the door opened. Su Changqingâs face was as black as a thundercloud. He stared at Su Wen and asked, âWhatâs the matter?â
Su Wen pulled Su Changqing closer to him, before asking in a low voice, âFather, tell me the truth. Are you really the father I birthed? Pui, wrong phrasing. Am I really the son you birthed?â
Su Changqing looked at Su Wen, coldly laughing as he gritted his teeth, âIf you werenât my biological son, I would have stabbed you to death right now!â
Su Wen was in disbelief. âAm I really not the emperorâs illegitimate son, adopted by the prime minister for some reason!â
In Su Wenâs memory, there was a very good novel in his previous life that had a similar plot.
Pa!
Su Changqing smacked the back on Su Wenâs head.
âWhat nonsense are you spouting? Of course youâre my son!â
Su Wen stroked his chin and pondered. âThat doesnât make sense.â He then whispered, âFather, then is Zhao Wanrou His Majestyâs biological daughter?â
âAre you crazy!?â Su Changqing said angrily, âYou came here at night just to ask me these boring questions?â
Su Wen said helplessly, âSomethingâs not right. Thereâs something wrong with His Majesty!â
Then, Su Wen recounted todayâs happenings to Su Changqing.
Then, he took out the manual and elixir from his bosom before saying, âThis doesnât make sense. Heaven Ranked secret manuals and the Azure Cloud Soul Refining Pills are all cultivation treasures. He only let that ignorant Fu An fight with me, as good as handing them to me for nothing. How can there be something so good?
He even called the Seventh Princess to come and eat dinner with me and let me interact more with her. He left after only eating a bit of the food. Isnât it obvious that he wants to create an opportunity for the two of us? But he has already set for me an engagement with Yan Luoying. You say, was he in such a hurry to give me the manuals, elixirs and woman, heâs practically better than my biological father to me. Why is that so?â
âHmm?â Su Changqing glanced at Su Wen. He suspected that Su Wen was hinting at something.
After pondering for a moment, Su Changqing frowned and said, âYour marriage with Yan Luoying is about to change!â
Su Wen raised his brows in surprise. âReally?â
Su Changqing said, âThatâs right. Whether itâs the Seventh Princess or Yan Luoying, they both are of noble status. Since you have an engagement with Yan Luoying, itâs reasonable to say that His Majesty would never let you get too close to the Seventh Princess in private. Thereâs only one possibility for His Majestyâs attitude now, and that is that he has already considered changing your marriage.â
âBut where is this variable?â Su Changqing frowned and said, âNormally, His Majesty wouldnât change his decision so easily. Where is this variable? What makes His Majesty think that youâre not a suitable candidate to be Yan Luoyingâs husband?â
It had to be said that Su Changqing was quite sharp.
âManuals, elixir! Martial arts? Sorcerer Godâs Golden Gu? Eastern District? The wealth competition? Martial Inspectorate? Yan Luoying, Seventh Princessâ¦â
Su Changqing muttered to himself. Everything that had happened recently went through his mind.
Su Wen saw that he was deep in thought and didnât dare to disturb him. After a while, Su Changqing finished his analysis and smiled. âI canât think of anything concrete right now. You can go back first. As for the Seventh Princess, you can get along with her however you want. If you like her, thereâs no need to suppress yourself.â
âAlright, I understand.â
After receiving a satisfactory answer, Su Wen turned around and left.
After he left, Su Changqingâs gaze gradually turned sharp. He muttered to himself in a low voice, âHis Majesty originally intended to use the process of cultivating feelings to control Yan Luoying for a long time, but he now wants to change Su Wenâs betrothal. In other words, Su Wen is not suitable to control Yan Luoying in the long term.
Is it because of the Sorcerer Godâs Golden Gu? Without the Divine Sorcerer Art, can the cultivation technique developed by the Martial Inspectorate really save my sonâs life?
His Majesty gave him the cultivation technique and medicinal pill, which means that my son will still be useful to him if he continues to cultivate. Thus, itâs not a big problem in the short term, but how can his body last? Five years? Ten years?â
Regardless of whether it was Su Wen or Emperor Zhou, neither of them expected that Su Changqing would be able to deduce many possibilities based on what happened around Su Wen.
However, this was just speculation.
Su Changqing didnât dare to act upon his guesses. He still needed to find a way to confirm it.
After leaving the Prime Ministerâs Residence, Su Wen was in a good mood.
In the end, he still didnât want to marry Yan Luoying. Even though he acted like he didnât care when he comforted Yan Luoying, Yan Luoying had killed hundreds of thousands of people after all.
Su Wen looked at the elixir in his hand and sighed. âI also want to keep a low profile and hide my cards, but he doesnât allow me to do so.â
After speaking, he swallowed the pill in one move.
Su Wen fell into a hallucinatory state once he swallowed the pill.
The world fell completely silent. His body entered a dazed state, as if he had drunk too much. However, his consciousness felt incomparably clear.
He felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring.
His whole body felt extremely comfortable.
Under the effect of the medicinal pill, his spirit was continuously nourished and strengthened.
Gradually, Su Wen felt his soul slowly float up.
It gradually left his body.
Through his eye, the way Su Wen perceived the world had changed. The originally dark night had become colorful.
All kinds of spiritual energy and natural energies were clearly sensed by his soul.
But soon, Su Wen felt exhausted.
His Martial Soul slowly returned to his body, and Su Wen fell into a deep sleep.
An Azure Cloud Soul Refining Pill only allowed him to feel the process of detaching his spirit from his body. It was not enough to allow him to roam around.
In reality, this was all thanks to Su Wenâs spiritual sense that was already much actually stronger than ordinary people.
After transmigrating, and maturing a second time, it caused his soul power to be different from ordinary people. It was just that he had always focused on cultivating and martial arts, and had never come into contact with such power.
This elixir had allowed Su Wen to break through the barrier.
When Su Wen opened his eyes again, the sky was already bright.
However, he felt that his mind was incomparably clear and his condition was extremely good. How should he describe this feeling? Although there was no specific increase in his cultivation realm, Su Wenâs control over his body, his combat sense, and his instantaneous reaction time had all improved.. This would allow him to be more proficient in combat.