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Chapter 782: Chapter 569: The Reason and Purpose of the Emperor’s Favoritism for Xiao Jiu, Packing up and Leaving..._3

"The National Master has been gone for so long, is there a possibility that he won’t return?"

Xiao Jinyan had been waiting outside for too long and had lost his patience. He couldn’t let Xiaojiu stay in the palace forever, and that Ye Suhuan always made him uneasy.

Shen Chuwei said, "But the Emperor stated that he has already written to the National Master, who is certain to return. He shouldn’t have a reason to deceive me. It might be that the mountain the National Master is staying on is very far away and requires some time."

"Perhaps," Xiao Jinyan already regretted letting her enter the palace, and would have rather set out to find the National Master himself. But now, having waited for so long, giving up would be something she definitely wouldn’t agree to.

"Has that Ye Suhuan come looking for you?"

Shen Chuwei said, "I’m currently not receiving visitors; the palace gate is closed every day, and Ye Suhuan hasn’t come for several days now."

Listening to this, Xiao Jinyan was somewhat surprised, "You’re quite bold, daring to do so even in the palace."

Shen Chuwei looped her arm through his and continued, "Jinyan, I think Feng Wuyou is not the Emperor’s daughter."

Xiao Jinyan asked, "How do you know?"

"Don’t think I only know about eating and drinking; I can still make observations."

Xiao Jinyan, thinking of Ye Suhuan, furrowed his brows even tighter, "That would explain Ye Suhuan’s attitude towards you."

Shen Chuwei added, "I’ve also noticed that the Emperor’s attitude towards Feng Wuyou is very different."

Xiao Jinyan pressed, "In what way is it different?"

"It feels different. For an ordinary princess, the Emperor’s attitude towards her is too good."

Indeed, the Emperor’s attitude towards her was really too good, one could also feel the fatherly love, even though she never had a father from childhood.

Xiao Jinyan also nodded in agreement with her words, "Indeed, if she’s not the Emperor’s daughter, a princess with a title living in such a grand palace is indeed puzzling."

"That’s why I’m not receiving any visitors, and they all have no objections." It seemed like she was getting a bit spoiled by favoritism.

Xiao Jinyan laughed, Xiaojiu was indeed a little clever.

"Did I ever tell you that the nobles and commoners in the capital city do not know about Feng Wuyou at all, nor have they heard of the title Princess Jiuyou?"

"It seems like you did." Shen Chuwei suddenly widened her eyes, "That’s so strange, why don’t they know her?"

"I’ve been running around these past few days, and everyone I ask about Princess Jiuyou seems to know nothing. I’m also curious as to why that is."

"Could it be that when Princess Jiuyou was conferred her title, it wasn’t made public?"

"That’s impossible. A titled princess is much more noble than one without a title; how could it not be public?"

"Then I don’t understand," Shen Chuwei yawned, "Jinyan, let’s sleep, I’m so tired."

Xiao Jinyan also knew that these mysteries were unsolvable for the time being, so he stopped thinking about them.

"Alright."

Shen Chuwei cuddled close to Xiao Jinyan, her arm looped through his. The autumn nights were getting colder.

Xiao Jinyan turned on his side, and in the faint light, he stared at Xiaojiu for a while, until Shen Chuwei started to feel embarrassed.

"Aren’t you going to sleep?"

Xiao Jinyan said, "I’ve been having the same dream these past few days."

Shen Chuwei perked up with interest, "What dream is that?"

"There’s a little girl in the dream who looks a lot like you, constantly chasing after me..."

Shen Chuwei squinted her eyes and hummed twice, "You wouldn’t be dreaming of Feng Wuyou, would you? You must have known her when you were in Nanzhao, and you were very close to her."

Xiao Jinyan was about to say that he felt awful waking from the dream watching her disappear before his eyes.

But seeing Xiaojiu’s reaction, he feared there might be a misunderstanding if he continued.

He reached out his arms and pulled her into his embrace, "Sleep now."

Shen Chuwei "humphed," "You’re just humoring me."

"I think the girl in the dream is you," Xiao Jinyan said and then bent his head down to kiss her lips.

Shen Chuwei felt that Xiao Jinyan was becoming naughtier, starting to suspect that he might have secretly recovered his memory...

Autumn days, each colder than the last.

Shen Chuwei was snoozing in bed, bundled up in the covers, when she was awakened by the Palace Maid’s urgent voice.

"What is it? Why so urgent?"

"Master, the Third Prince has arrived."

"Oh, just say I am not seeing anyone." Shen Chuwei closed her eyes to continue sleeping, but after two seconds, she opened her eyes abruptly, "You said the Third Prince?"

The Palace Maid nodded vigorously, "The Third Prince said he must see you, or he’d enter by himself."

Shen Chuwei, thinking of the rash and unyielding Ye Suhuan, reluctantly got up from the bed.

"Ask him to wait in the Side Hall."

The Palace Maid acknowledged and ran out.

As Shen Chuwei began to dress, she couldn’t help feeling guilty. She never considered herself overly righteous, yet thinking about Ye Suhuan being punished and Ye Yuchen asking her to intercede—and her not agreeing—she couldn’t settle her mind.

Yet, when it came to choosing between Xiao Jinyan and Ye Suhuan, she would undoubtedly pick Xiao Jinyan without hesitation.

After washing up, Shen Chuwei nervously made her way to the Side Hall, only to see a slender and lean figure standing inside, looking up at a portrait.

She curiously glanced at the portrait and, upon seeing the person depicted, was taken aback.