She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 78: No problem all night, don’t worry

Chapter 78: Chapter 78: No problem all night, don’t worry

Enveloped in her cloak, Yan Wanqing was wrapped tightly all the way to the Imperial Palace. Upon their arrival, Xiao Pingfeng hurriedly transferred his inner strength to her, fearing she might have succumbed to the cold.

The two strolled leisurely through Song Huaxu’s Taoist academy. They watched the same Taoist apprentice who had greeted her before yawning as he entered his room and extinguished the light. She tugged at Xiao Pingfeng’s sleeve.

"What do you plan to do if we get caught later?"

Xiao Pingfeng looked at her, "Are you afraid?"

Yan Wanqing shook her head, "He is my master."

"He is also my master," Xiao Pingfeng huffed, "Remember what I told you before, you never took my words to heart."

A flash of embarrassment crossed Yan Wanqing’s face; all she could do was to force a smile, "Then let’s go, quickly get it and bring it back for my fifth sister’s medicine."

As for how Song Huaxu would explain to the Emperor, that was his problem now.

In this world, which disciple doesn’t disobey their master?

The pair, familiar with the path, stealthily made their way to the Alchemy Room.

Yan Wanqing rifled through the medicine cabinet, muttering, "I’ve seen Master store some herbs here before, why aren’t they here now..."

Xiao Pingfeng surveyed the Alchemy Room, a glint of indefinable darkness flickering in his eyes.

Hearing no response from him, Yan Wanqing stopped and looked at him, "If it’s not here, it might be in his room."

"It must be here," Xiao Pingfeng shook his head.

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because he is my master."

"He is also my master. They must be in his room. Master always likes to take his treasures to where he sleeps."

"It seems you still don’t understand our master."

After Yan Wanqing finished speaking, she walked over to the wall and felt around for a moment, instantly opening a secret door; her eyes widened in surprise, "This wasn’t here before!"

"Senior sister, as you said, it’s the past," Xiao Pingfeng curled his lip and sneered playfully.

Yan Wanqing, curious about his impudent behavior, blurted out, "When did you become a disciple? I wasn’t aware."

"It was after..." Xiao Pingfeng fell into reminiscence, his eyes shining with vivid emotion, "after senior sister’s first military campaign that I became a disciple under our master."

"With so many talented people in the capital, why choose to become his disciple?" Yan Wanqing couldn’t restrain her curiosity as she peered into the dark chamber.

Xiao Pingfeng, holding a candle, patiently satisfied her curiosity, "Perhaps back then his reputation was great, and our father Emperor trusted him."

That explanation did make some sense.

Yan Wanqing descended the stairs and her eyes fell upon an enormous treasure chamber.

She swore all the treasures she had seen in her past and present life didn’t compare to what she saw now.

The room was lavish, with candlelight glinting off the jewels, making everything sparkle gloriously.

Even the Crown Prince, who was worldly and knowledgeable, couldn’t help but gasp along with her.

Such was the awe-inspiring collection of rare treasures in this room.

"Master hasn’t been lacking in collecting good things over the years," a sly glimmer flickered in Yan Wanqing’s eyes.

If she could pocket all these items, she could undoubtedly sustain an army.

As she pondered this, she casually picked up a golden goblet from the floor, with red agate stones inlaid on the side; it was extremely exquisite and beautiful.

"I remember this item was an offering from North of the Pass the year before last; how did it end up here?" Xiao Pingfeng was puzzled.

"Perhaps it was awarded to Song Huaxu by His Majesty," Yan Wanqing said nonchalantly.

Xiao Pingfeng immediately shook his head, "Impossible, father Emperor just mentioned using this item for drinking wine a few days ago; it couldn’t have been gifted away, unless..."

Seemingly realizing something unpleasant, the two exchanged glances.

Under the current circumstances, the State Preceptor, with his uncanny alchemy skills, had the Emperor completely enamored, and combined with the ability to talk eloquently and seventeen kinds of martial arts expertise, the Emperor’s fondness for him had reached the point where he almost wished they could share bed and board. Everyone in the palace was sly like a fox, so over these years, it wasn’t an overstatement to say that Song Huaxu held a position second only to the Emperor within the Imperial Palace. Now, with the Emperor hardly ever leaving the palace, the words of Song Huaxu, who often conveyed the Emperor’s decree, naturally carried almost the same weight as the Emperor’s own words. Therefore, it was no surprise that over the years, he had embezzled all manner of gold, silver, and jewels.

In just a moment, the two of them read each other’s thoughts through their mutual gaze.

"First, find the Thousand-Year Ginseng," Xiao Pingfeng said. He intended to investigate the origins of everything in this secret chamber, one by one.

Yan Wanqing was quick to act and began to search with her head down.

The Thousand-Year Ginseng might not be the most precious item in this secret chamber, so Yan Wanqing quickly found the sandalwood box.

"Found it," she said, holding the large box, joyfully.

Xiao Pingfeng walked over and helped her with the box: "Then let’s hurry."

Staying here was still risky. Although both were disciples of Song Huaxu, being caught red-handed stealing would be quite damaging to their reputations, especially since one was the Crown Prince, heralded as the light of the world, and the other was known as the ’Female Zhuge Liang,’ Princess Anping.

At the very least, it certainly wasn’t good for appearances.

The two made a quick decision to leave the Alchemy Room swiftly, but before leaving, Yan Wanqing turned her head for one last look, making a hand gesture behind her back at the waist level.

She wouldn’t miss any exotic treasures if she caught sight of this treasure chamber.

Most of the items inside were obtained through dubious means, and even if some were lost, Song Huaxu wouldn’t dare to publicize it.

She intended to use this psychology to empty out the place.

What she didn’t know was that the person embracing her waist also had the same thought in mind.

When all parties with their full forces confront each other in this Taoist temple over the treasures in the secret chamber, going all out, it would be a chaotic battle, with people and horses overthrown. But of course, all these were events to come.

Xiao Pingfeng put Yan Wanqing’s hood back on and had her hold the ginseng; then, using his lightness skill, he quietly brought her back without alerting anyone. Judging by this, his martial arts were exceptional.

Yan Wanqing was also taken aback; even at her peak, she probably couldn’t last more than ten moves against him.

Yet, Xiao Pingfeng usually pretended to be ignorant in martial arts when outside, devoted only to the sage books.

But he frequently revealed his true capabilities in front of her.

She felt very guilty about this.

What he gave her, she couldn’t refuse.

Yet, what he wanted, she couldn’t provide.

"What are you thinking about? We’re here," he said, having brought her back to the Lotus Garden.

Yan Wanqing, still holding the box, noticed that the sky was slightly brightening; they had been busy the whole night.

Seeing the shadow of tiredness beneath his eyes, Yan Wanqing felt uneasy.

"Thank you for tonight," she said.

Xiao Pingfeng was silent for a moment, then leaned forward under the faintly yellow bamboo leaves, his face serious. He extended his finger and touched his lips.

"This is the proper way to express gratitude," he said.

Yan Wanqing: "... You!"

"Come on," he urged, leaning in a bit closer.

Yan Wanqing had no choice. Glancing around at the dimly lit surroundings with no one paying attention, she blushed and stepped forward to give him a kiss.

"Really sweet."

Yan Wanqing couldn’t stand these kinds of remarks: "Stop talking now and quickly go back to the Eastern Palace to rest. It’s almost dawn, and you still have early court today."

"I know you’re concerned about me. Don’t worry, I’m very strong," he said as he stroked her soft hair and whispered in her ear: "I can handle the whole night without any issues, no need to worry."

No matter how she took it, that statement could easily be misconstrued.

Yan Wanqing blushed and ignored him, turning to walk towards the brighter area.

She really didn’t know what was stuffed in that man’s brain. He was completely indecent, yet his face was austere and noble, appearing so out of this world that he seemed untouched by earthly desires, the epitome of contrast.

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