These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

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No one understood what this meant.

Ye Bingluan said slowly.

"It's not impossible to restore his status as Imperial Preceptor, but what do you think would be appropriate, my dear minister?"

Cui Hao respectfully said, "If Your Majesty decides to appoint the Imperial Advisor... then we will naturally obey, which is a good thing. However, I dare to say... no, I should risk my life, that... perhaps some things can be handled at the same time. There is a vacant position... that is indispensable to him, and it is left vacant."

Ye Bingluan seemed to understand something instantly, before the others could react.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she flicked the long sleeves of her dragon robe.

"Retreat!"

"I'm so angry... so angry... that Cui Hao... old bastard! Does he really think he can joke with me at his age...?"

The young empress, who was cursing and swearing, was absolutely furious.

She casually pushed open the door to the imperial study and tossed the crown from her head onto the table...

"..."

Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, as if bathed in a spring breeze, covering her delicate, fair nape.

Her rant stopped abruptly, and she stared blankly to the side, where the boy's smile stood, near the screen.

What are you doing here?

She was somewhat surprised; the other person's appearance was anything but romantic, and it even caught her off guard.

Wei Tu looked at her calmly.

“I’ve been here for a long time.”

Suddenly, the young empress seemed a little flustered, as if she wanted to check if her clothes were neat and if her hair was unkempt.

But her distress was fruitless, and she could only look at the boy with resentment.

But Wei Tu remained unmoved, and even smiled as he looked at the woman.

You look good like this too.

So Ye Bingluan gave up resisting, "Have you been waiting for me for a long time?"

The question seemed to be both expectant and helpless.

The woman slowly sat down in the chair, seemingly no different from usual, in this position to receive others.

But this time, Ye Bingluan, who was sitting in the chair, quietly straightened her back.

Wei Tu walked up to her and looked at her.

"It's alright... It seems something happened during court just now?"

Ye Bingluan remembered what had happened before, and her pretty face couldn't help but blush. "It's nothing!"

Wei Tu chuckled.

Ye Bingluan narrowed her eyes, glancing at her tentatively, her eyes filled with a dangerous glint. "You know?"

Wei Tu shook his head. "I don't know."

"Then what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing... it's just that it's rare to see you like this, it's quite cute."

Okay, I want to be angry but I don't have the energy to do it.

I wanted to be angry, but the dissipation of my emotions clearly told me that I felt joy because of it.

"It's no use praising me like that... I've already decided to be a determined emperor, hmph... You can continue being your carefree immortal, no one's bothering you anymore."

It seemed like a sullen resentment that anyone could hear.

Wei Tu smiled and looked at Ye Bingluan with feigned incomprehension, "Why can't an emperor cultivate immortality?"

Ye Bingluan blurted out, "You still want me to cultivate immortality? Do you really think I'll live the life you talked about before...?"

Wei Tu thought for a moment, "Why not? Since you said it before, it proves that you really thought it that way. If you want to, of course you can."

Ye Bingluan's expression, however, was the first to fall into a slump.

He then revealed a somewhat helpless expression.

"But... I've already done things you didn't like, haven't I?"

Wei Tu looked at Ye Bingluan and said, "What you're doing has nothing to do with whether I like it or not. Besides, in my opinion, there's nothing wrong with what you're doing."

"But it's Dugu Xun..."

“You are the emperor. Everything in this world is predetermined. There will always be sacrifices in such a position. And in this world, no one can be said to be truly innocent. You are the emperor, not a wandering knight. One person’s benevolence is not enough to be the emperor. By now, you should understand.”

Ye Bingluan smiled.

"I understand, but you'll think I'm going too far, won't you? I said those things before, yet I'm still stubbornly trying to consolidate imperial power, even resorting to such underhanded tactics. It's completely contrary to my original intentions, and I've even blocked the so-called path to immortality."

Wei Tu shook his head.

"You're mistaken. The path to immortality is never about gaining anything, but about letting go of something. It's never too late when you're willing to let go of everything."

These words stirred an indescribable flutter in Ye Bingluan's heart.

It wasn't because she could still cultivate immortality that she was excited, but because this young man... didn't seem to blame her for everything she had done.

He understands, he really understands!

This is the most important thing to her.

"But what if that time is a very long time away?"

Wei Tu thought for a moment, gazing at the young empress's perfect face.

Her eyebrows were full of heroic spirit, as if they carried an inherent majesty, yet her features were so exquisitely sculpted that they seemed to be carved from jade.

Like a spring breeze that opens up orchids.

"It's alright, it's never too late, I'll wait for you."

"But what if I'm old by then?"

"I will leave you the method of cultivation so that you can practice it yourself and stay young forever."

Wei Tu said slowly.

The words were simple, yet they possessed a sincerity that captivated the woman, making her believe, and believe as always.

But she just gave a cold laugh.

"The stories outside all say that men are unfaithful and few keep their promises. How can I trust you?"

Wei Tu thought for a moment.

"I'll save a seat for you."

"What location!"

Ye Bingluan instantly became excited, and then she heard Wei Tu say, word by word.

"You shall become my apprentice."

"...Are you a pervert?"

Ye Bingluan's face gradually turned from annoyed to rosy, and then she looked at Wei Tu strangely.

Wei Tu was stunned.

What are you thinking!

I absolutely do not have any strange obsession with being a master or disciple! Absolutely not! PS: I should update extra today, as repayment, repayment for what the hell!!! Ahhhhh! Why didn't they ban Mammoth! Why!!!

33 Disciple and Master (Bonus Chapter 8 for Monthly Tickets!)

The imperial city was supreme and resplendent in gold.

The palace, like a jewel atop a tower, appears lofty and inviolable.

Often, amidst this splendor, there is a sense of loneliness.

Anyone who saw this scene would be somewhat surprised, but at this moment, no one dared to look at the palace, especially above the golden glazed tiles.

They looked like two snowmen in the vast earth, so small that they seemed ready to gently melt in the air at any moment.

The woman's wide dragon robe draped smoothly over the tiles, making her already slender body appear even smaller. In this world, or on this rooftop, she was as insignificant as ever, but it seemed there was nothing to complain about.

This time she wasn't alone; she had a man with her, a man who always filled her with joy, and who, like her, felt insignificant in this vastness.

Thus, two faint, lonely stars can warm each other, watching the sunlight on the horizon, wondering how they can be connected by a thread.

Look at the white clouds and the azure sky, kissing each other passionately and tenderly.

"The view here is the best."

She rested her chin on her knees and said with a smile.

Wei Tu nodded.

"It is indeed very good, and it seems you will think so for a long time."

"why?"

"You don't seem like someone who can leave the palace at any time."

"It's alright, I can travel incognito, what's there to be afraid of?"

"It's not that easy. You're not such an eccentric emperor."

Wei Tu smiled.