Free Web NovelChapter 1283: Chapter 1277
"Master Fengxi, how can we let you drive the carriage?"
Seeing this, Lady Shifei blushed and hurried forward to pay her respects.
"Lady Shifei, please don’t be so formal. I am merely a monk who sweeps the grounds of Taichang Temple. Don’t laugh at me, but besides being a coachman, I’ve done every kind of work there is at Taichang Temple."
Fengxi smiled humbly.
He wasn’t lying. When he first joined the Taichang Holy Institute, due to his unique background, he did endure some hardships.
Later, his extraordinary talent, coupled with guidance from a great master, led to his current strength and position.
Of course, these are not matters he would share with outsiders, nor did he mention his position as Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship.
Lady Shifei was left speechless.
With Longteng Imperial City holding Monk Fengxi in such high regard, how could he just be a monk who sweeps the grounds?
But Lady Shifei, being perceptive, realized that since Monk Fengxi was reluctant to speak more, there was no need for her to ask further.
"Master, please take care of my mother consort."
Xin Zhuo watched as Lady Shifei boarded the carriage, his face filled with reluctance.
Before leaving, he didn’t forget to remind Fengxi.
"Rest assured, Seventh Prince, Fengxi, by another’s command, will surely ensure Lady Shifei is safely returned."
Monk Fengxi spoke, uttering a small sound, yet in his hand, there was no whip.
The horse started off at a trot, disappearing from sight shortly.
By another’s command, must ensure mother consort is safely returned?
It was only after the carriage had gone far away that Xin Zhuo came back to his senses.
Did Monk Fengxi mean someone had entrusted him to rescue his mother consort from danger?
Xin Zhuo was very curious if that person was indeed...
But just then, a chill ran down his spine, raising every hair on his body.
"Who’s there!"
Xin Zhuo shouted.
"Seventh Prince, it’s I, Zhao."
Captain Zhao, who had just been patrolling, quickly paid his respects.
"No..."
Xin Zhuo looked around, the night was deep, and apart from the Imperial Army, there was nothing else.
But just now, he clearly felt a powerful presence.
A presence similar to Ghost Energy.
But that presence, Xin Zhuo knew very well, definitely did not belong to Brother Hu.
Remembering the earlier incident of Consort Zhao being haunted, Xin Zhuo couldn’t help but feel tense.
Could it be that there really was a ghost in the Imperial Palace?
That presence had already vanished.
He needed to tell Brother Hu about this...
As Xin Zhuo grew anxious, he blinked.
"Captain Zhao, I have something to attend to, I’ll be heading back first."
With that, Xin Zhuo quickly ran back to the Imperial Palace.
After running a few steps, Xin Zhuo reached a secluded spot and quickly stopped.
"Brother Hu, it really is you! How did you come into the Imperial Palace?"
Just a moment ago, Xin Zhuo had seen a shadow flash by ahead, which he now saw clearly was Gui Hu.
"It’s that little hen’s meddling, insisting that I come into the palace."
Gui Hu’s face was full of impatience, feeling it beneath him to help deal with Consort Zhao, but he couldn’t resist Xin Lin’s persistent pleading.
"So, the matter of Consort Zhao was indeed related to you. Thanks to you, my mother consort has safely left the palace."
"Ha~"
Gui Hu let out a cold laugh.
She’s left the palace, but not because of him.
That little hen, after being warned not to provoke that monk, insisted on doing so.
Xin Zhuo glanced at Gui Hu, feeling that Brother Hu seemed a bit off tonight.
"Brother Hu, just now, a strong Ghost Energy passed by the palace gate. I thought it was you, but there was something different about that presence. It seems to have followed my mother consort as she left, do you think they’ll be in danger?"
Recalling the Ghost Energy he had sensed earlier, Xin Zhuo voiced his concern.
