Reborn as Murong Fu: This Time I'm the Protagonist

Chapter 492 Transmitting Sound into Secrets
Zhao Ji felt a blur before his eyes, and when he could see everything clearly again, Murong Fu had already led him to another place.

Zhao Ji's eyes gleamed with wonder, and he exclaimed incoherently, "Wow, wow, wow! Cisheng Palace! In the blink of an eye, we've gone from the Imperial Kitchen to Cisheng Palace? Normally, it takes half an hour to carry a sedan chair! Master, you're a deity! Are you really a celestial being descended to earth?"

Murong Fu glanced at Zhao Ji with disdain: "Stop calling me 'Master' all the time. I haven't officially agreed to accept you as my disciple yet."

At this moment, Zhao Ji's resolve to pursue the Dao was stronger than ever before.

Murong Fu said, "You said this is Cisheng Palace? Then this is the residence of the Empress Dowager?"

Zhao Ji said, "Indeed, this is the residence of our great-grandmother. Master, what brings you to Cisheng Palace?"

Murong Fu said, "I came here to treat the Empress Dowager. I just happened to come to the Imperial Kitchen and ran into you."

Zhao Ji said, "That would be perfect, Master. Let me take you to see the Empress Dowager!"

As he spoke, Zhao Ji stepped forward, took out the waist token symbolizing his status as a prince, and showed it to the guards and eunuchs in charge of Cisheng Palace. He then led Murong Fu straight into the bedchamber.

"Grandmother, I've come to see you!"

As soon as Zhao Ji entered the hall, he started shouting at the top of his lungs. A female official who looked to be around forty years old hurriedly ran to meet the two of them: "Your Highness, please keep your voice down. The Empress Dowager has just gone to sleep."

Zhao Ji glanced at her, lowered his voice, and said, "I have been ordered by my elder brother to lead the medical sage of the Xiaoyao Sect, the Murong family of Gusu, to treat my grandmother. Lin Shanggong, go and inform her immediately."

As Lin Shanggong hesitated, a clear voice came from behind: "I couldn't find you anywhere. It turns out the two of you have gotten together."

A faint fragrance wafted by, accompanied by the tinkling of jade pendants. The beautiful woman moved gracefully and came to the two men. The frost on her pretty face had not yet dissipated. Her two eyes, like autumn waters, held a hint of anger and resentment as she glared at Murong Fu. She was none other than the Chu princess who had just left.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Zhao Ji bowed and quickly introduced, "Elder sister, this is my newly appointed master. Master is incredibly powerful; he can manipulate objects from a distance and ride the wind freely—he's practically a living deity! Master, this is my second elder sister, the princess of Chu."

Murong Fu, without blushing or skipping a beat, bowed and said, "Greetings, Your Highness, Princess of Chu."

Upon hearing this, the Chu princess's pretty face turned even colder. She pulled Zhao Ji aside and said, "Fourteenth brother, you've finally made it to the palace and are running around all day. If you encounter any villains with ulterior motives, be careful not to be deceived." As she spoke, she glared hatefully at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu was not annoyed. He watched with great interest as the Chu princess, who looked much like Abi, gave birth to a child. Although the two looked quite similar, their personalities were completely different. One was as gentle and graceful as apricot blossoms in the misty rain of Jiangnan, while the other was like an untamed rouge horse in the autumn wind of the northern frontier.

A look of confusion flashed across Zhao Ji's eyes as he thought to himself: Why is my elder sister so angry when she first meets Master?
However, he had made up his mind to get close to Murong Fu and show his loyalty. With his cleverness, how could he miss such an opportunity? He hurriedly said to the Chu princess, "Sister, there are no villains with ulterior motives. They are all good people, especially my master."

Princess Chu glared at her with her almond-shaped eyes: "The royal palace has several instructors. When did you take on a new master? You still say you haven't been deceived by scoundrels? I think you've been bewitched. I'll have Master Ye give you a good talking to later!"

Murong Fu smiled slightly. Zhao Ji heard what the Chu princess said next and let out a loud yelp. He lowered his head, looking like a naughty child caught red-handed by his parents, and all his arrogance vanished.

Murong Fu was about to speak when the Chu princess glared at him and said, "Where did this person of unknown origin come from? Trespassing into the imperial palace is a serious crime! Guards, drag this person out and give him thirty strokes of the cane!" Murong Fu smiled helplessly—wasn't it just telling the truth? Was it really necessary to make such a fuss?
The Chu princess wore a smug expression, looking forward to seeing Murong Fu's panicked and begging face, so that she could generously forgive him and avenge the humiliation she had just suffered from being teased.

While the palace maids and eunuchs hesitated, the Chu princess's expression changed drastically.

"Your Highness, that's enough. It's getting boring if we keep playing like this. Girls should be gentler and not be so quick to threaten violence."

"Who, who's talking?"

Princess Chu's pretty face paled, her beautiful eyes sweeping across the hall. All the palace maids and eunuchs knelt down to pay their respects. Zhao Ji looked at his elder sister with a blank expression, wondering what she was up to now.

Murong Fu smiled at the Chu princess, then used his voice to transmit a secret message: "What I said just now was merely a joke. I will explain to Your Highness another day. I came today to help the Empress Dowager with her illness, fulfilling His Majesty's filial piety. Your Highness wouldn't want to delay the Empress Dowager's treatment, would you?"

The Chu princess stared at Murong Fu, only to find that his lips remained motionless, and he simply smiled as he stared at her.

"Stop looking, Your Highness, it is I who am."

Princess Chu was greatly shocked. She had seen in the Imperial Library that masters who had cultivated their internal energy to the extreme could transmit their voices in secret. However, such a technique was too advanced, almost like the methods of immortals. Therefore, such masters were rare, perhaps only once in a hundred years. Yet the person in front of her had casually displayed such astonishing skill.

Murong Fu smiled and gently winked his right eye at the Chu princess.

Princess Chu blushed, a surge of shame and annoyance rising in her heart: This lecherous man is truly incorrigible. Humph, let him examine the Empress Dowager's illness first, and if that doesn't work, then let the Emperor's brother punish him.

"Let me examine the Empress Dowager first. If it is ineffective, Your Highness can punish me for what happened earlier."

Just as the Chu princess had settled her mind, Murong Fu's telepathic message arrived again.

The Chu princess trembled and looked at Murong Fu with a look of utter disbelief, only to find that he was still looking at her calmly.

Princess Chu calmed down a little and said in a deep voice, "His Majesty has summoned Young Master Murong to visit his grandmother. Young Master Murong, please come to me!"

Murong Fu said in a deep voice, "I obey!"

Zhao Ji looked at the two of them with a blank expression: Weren't they just arguing fiercely? How come they're all so harmonious now?

Murong Fu followed the Chu princess, and the two walked through a long corridor to the front of the bedchamber.

Princess Chu bowed and said, "Your Majesty, His Majesty has invited a physician to examine you. Please grant him an audience."

The curtain was lifted, and a palace maid slowly walked out.