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Wu Tan ignored Ye Yuchen’s expectant look, "Have you seen her already?"

"No, I came to inform you as soon as I got the news, and I haven’t had the chance to visit the palace yet."

Ye Yuchen paused for a moment and then said, "However, I am indeed planning to enter the Imperial Palace to see Princess Jiuyou. She’s been missing for so long, what exactly has she experienced?"

Wu Tan was uncertain whether the Princess Jiuyou in the palace was Shen Chuwei. If it was Shen Chuwei, could it be that she has remembered everything?

Ye Yuchen thought that Wu Tan would be overjoyed upon hearing news about Princess Jiuyou, but to his surprise, Wu Tan remained unusually calm.

"What’s with that expression? Aren’t you curious about what she’s been through these years? Don’t you want to go back and see her? Do you really want everyone to think you’re dead?"

If Wu Tan could let go of even Princess Jiuyou, it went without saying that he would no longer be concerned with reclaiming his belongings.

Wu Tan looked at the aggressively pressing Ye Yuchen impassively, "The monk needs to think more on this."

Ye Yuchen, seeing his indifferent manner, could not help but feel anxious, and was almost at the point of cursing while pointing at Wu Tan’s forehead, "What more do you need to think about? Weren’t you the one who cared the most about Princess Jiuyou?

Now that she’s back, you’re acting like a coward! "

To Ye Yuchen’s impassioned reaction, Wu Tan remained calm, "The monk is now a man of the cloth."

Ye Yuchen stared at Wu Tan for a long time and had to admit that the years had brought significant changes to him; he had changed so much that Ye Yuchen almost didn’t recognize him.

He gave a well-intended reminder, "Don’t forget, Ye Yuxi’s intentions, he’s now the Crown Prince."

Upon mentioning Ye Yuxi, a ripple of emotion appeared in Wu Tan’s calm eyes as he silently regarded Ye Yuchen, as if in deep thought.

Ye Yuchen didn’t know what was going on in Wu Tan’s mind, but seeing his carefree demeanor, he wished he could rip off that monk’s robe. Did he really plan to remain a monk?

In the quiet of the deep night,

Xiao Jinyan, worried about Shen Chuwei, once again sneaked into the Imperial Palace.

He had just arrived at Wuyou Palace when he sensed danger.

Approaching the bedchamber’s entrance stealthily, he saw a huge shadow. Illuminated by the palace lantern overhead, at the door lay a giant... tiger? Lion?

The night was too dark, and it resembled a tiger or a lion, but it was much larger than any lion or tiger he had ever seen.

Who would put a beast in front of Princess Jiuyou’s door?

What if it frightened her?

With this in mind, Xiao Jinyan eagerly wanted to go inside to check on her, but the beast was too large and right by the door, making an entrance through the window risky, as it might startle the creature.

Xiao Jinyan gauged the distance to the window, wondering if he could scale it before the beast noticed him.

After waiting a while, Xiao Jinyan saw his chance and dashed quickly towards the direction of the window.

The beast that had been lying still suddenly lifted its head, its large, bell-like eyes glowing green in the darkness of night.

Xiao Jinyan, who had just dashed over, was startled by the sight.

With a beast of such immense size, who wouldn’t be nervous?

As Xiao Jinyan rushed over, the beast suddenly stood up, its eyes fierce.

Xiao Jinyan was forced to stop; he feared that if he didn’t, the animal in front of him might go berserk and attract the Guards.

Looking at the window merely ten paces away, he wished he could move even faster.

The beast in front of him remained still, and Xiao Jinyan dared not move.

Thus, they were at a stalemate for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, and Xiao Jinyan was growing impatient. It was difficult enough sneaking into the palace, and now he was being blocked at the door by this beast.

Just as Xiao Jinyan was growing impatient, the beast moved, advancing with its robust limbs.

Xiao Jinyan wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but it felt as if the ground trembled with the beast’s steps.

Xiao Jinyan discreetly reached into his sleeve; to be safe, he always carried a dagger, waiting for the beast to come closer before making a move.

The distance was covered in a few strides; the beast’s strong limbs brought it over quickly.

As it approached, Xiao Jinyan felt the oppressive height of the beast and the feral ferocity it exuded.

The beast sniffed around Xiao Jinyan, sensed something amiss, and sniffed again.

Xiao Jinyan held his breath, watching as the beast seemed to smell his scent. The proximity was so close that he could feel the beast’s whiskers prick his cheek, stinging like a needle.

Xiao Jinyan wondered what the beast was doing?

The beast sniffed for a long time, then huffed through its nose and let out a couple of cries.

Xiao Jinyan: "..."

Shen Chuwei, just about to fall asleep, suddenly heard the beast’s cries and abruptly opened her eyes, "Could the beast be causing trouble again?"