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Chapter 159 The Imperial Advisor of a Female-Dominated Society (Part 5)

Unfortunately, it seems to confirm the saying: "It's easy to invite a god, but hard to send him away!"

Feng Yu saw most people off, but there were still a few who absolutely refused to leave, with all sorts of bizarre reasons. Some said their families couldn't afford to support them, while others said they had fallen in love with the feeling...

Some even said they were coming and wouldn't leave!

Purely shameless!

Feng Yu was furious, but she couldn't bring herself to use any means to deal with them. After all, the original owner of this body had wronged them first, and now that she had taken over this body, she was naturally taking the blame.

Xu Zishan was the only person Feng Yu wanted to keep, but unfortunately, he couldn't really help her, so she could only treat him as a confidant.

Now that Xu Zishan has asked, Feng Yu knows there's no escaping it.

She also became angry, gritting her teeth as she said, "Send them away! Send them all away! Or just kick them out! They can't even tell right from wrong!"

Anyway, she didn't gain anything, and since things have failed here, the Empress is probably still angry, so she won't be punished for doing anything else!

"How about giving them some silver? And also tell everyone that they are innocent, so they can find their wives after they leave," Xu Zishan suggested considerately, handing them a cup of tea.

Feng Yu looked at him with pity and exclaimed, "Zishan, you're the only one who understands me best. Don't worry, I won't treat you like that."

Xu Zishan lowered his eyes, concealing the mockery within them, and smiled indifferently.

A prodigal son's return is more precious than gold, but that gold may not necessarily be real.

The carriage returned to the manor. Feng Yu was already quite tired, so she went to her room first.

Xu Zishan's room was in the backyard. When he returned, there was already someone standing at the door.

Mo Fa's face was cold, and his voice was equally indifferent, "You spend every day with her like this, how can she understand your feelings?"

This is the most mysterious one in the mansion, and also one of those holdout residents.

Upon hearing this, Xu Zishan smiled and said, "Lu Yan, everyone has their own reasons for doing things, right? Just like you, hiding in this place, isn't it just for your safety?"

In the darkness, neither of them could see each other's expressions, but Lu Yan chuckled in a low voice, his tone slightly cold and sarcastic.

“Xu Zishan, everyone says you’re stupid, but I think you’re smart.”

Lu Yan straightened up and walked steadily and silently to Xu Zishan.

The two were about the same height, staring at each other without any particular expression on their faces, remaining very composed.

"Now that you know my purpose... what about you? Why do you insist on staying by that good-for-nothing's side? Is it for her body?"

The last few words were pure insult, but Xu Zishan didn't even raise an eyebrow. His smile grew colder, tinged with disdain. "We're on different paths, so let's not ask so many questions."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan suddenly chuckled and then turned to leave.

Xu Zishan stared fixedly at his retreating figure as it disappeared into the darkness, a mere few breaths passing by—

This person's martial arts skills seem to have improved again.

After a long while, when the breeze became a little chilly, he leisurely returned to his room.

The next morning, the Seventh Princess's residence began to dismiss the young men, and the courtyard was noisy all morning.

When Feng Yu woke up with a headache, Xu Zishan brought her a bowl of sweet soup and placed it in front of her. "Your Majesty, please have a bite first."

How are they?

Xu Zishan hesitated for a moment, then said carefully, "Most of them have already left; there are two left."

Feng Yu paused, her hand holding the sweet soup twitching, a hint of impatience in her eyes. "Which two people?"

"Lu Yan and Zheng Fengjin".

"Them?" Feng Yu was somewhat surprised. According to the original owner's memories, Lu Yan, the former, had basically gone back with her voluntarily, while the latter had been delivered to her door...

Adhering to the principle of not wasting anything, the original owner agreed immediately!

To my surprise, they weren't willing to leave!

She immediately lost her appetite and strode towards the backyard.

Xu Zishan chuckled softly, a playful glint in his eyes. He stirred the sweet soup a few times until the broth became murky...

He took another sip, the sweet taste spreading across his tongue. His eyes were deep as he murmured softly.

"It would be better if things got more and more chaotic..."

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"Your Excellency, are you leaving the palace today?"

Qingling stared intently at Qingyu's figure, her voice filled with worry.

Qingyu nodded slightly. "Yes, I'm going out of the palace today. You don't need to come with me. Just take care of things in the palace."

At this moment, she was wearing a plain white dress, her figure graceful yet exuding a cold and aloof air, and she still wore a mask, covering her delicate face.

"Grand Preceptor, things have been quite unsettled outside the palace lately. Would you like to take more guards with you?" Qingling grew increasingly uneasy as she watched Qingyu go alone.

The Imperial Advisor is so beautiful, what if someone tries to take advantage of him?

Unfortunately, my status is too lowly...

Qingling smiled bitterly, yet also somewhat hoping that Qingyu would take her along.

Unfortunately, Qingyu gently shook her head, her eyes indifferent, "No need, I know what I'm doing."

Having said that, she took light steps and walked towards the palace gate.

She was of high status and held a palace exit token, so she could leave the palace gates without any hindrance.

The palace gates are like two different worlds. As soon as you step out of the palace gates, a lively and bustling atmosphere hits you.

The cries of street vendors rose and fell, while men and women hurried by or strolled leisurely.

Qingyu stood out in the crowd because of her exceptional temperament; even without seeing her face clearly, people couldn't help but stare at her.

Qingyu was used to these gazes and idly looked around the street.

In reality, however, he was thinking about what should happen today.

Today is the first day that the female lead, Feng Yu, met the male lead, and she felt it was necessary to come and take a look.

Perhaps we could intervene?

As she walked, she suddenly realized that someone was secretly following her.

Qingyu has keen senses, especially since the original owner cultivated metaphysics, so she knew about the tracking in an instant.

This scene wasn't in the original story, and Qingyu was too lazy to guess who that person was.

She turned into a small alley without making a sound, and in a flash, she hid in the shadows of a corner.

A moment later, the person following them noticed something was wrong and rushed over. Qingyu, sitting on the wall, tilted her head to look—

He turned out to be a handsome young man with cunning eyes.

"Why are you following me?" The sudden, clear female voice was like a spring flowing into his heart. The boy was startled and looked up in the direction of the voice. He was immediately shocked and stood there in place.

She sat quietly on the wall, like a beautiful painting.

Half of her face was covered by a mask, which only added to her mystery and allure.

Her figure was graceful and elegant, and her long dress fluttered in the wind, making her look like a fairy descending to earth.

Through the gaps in the mask, one could glimpse her captivating eyes, sparkling like stars.

Her lips were slightly upturned, a half-smile that was captivating.

Even without seeing her full face, her aura and captivating eyes are enough to mesmerize anyone.

The boy blushed instantly, his already nervous mind going completely blank. He remained silent for a long time, not knowing what to say.

Just as Qingyu gently floated down from the wall, bringing with her a fragrant breeze, the young man was somewhat dazed and stammered, "Grand Preceptor, I, I, I know the whereabouts of a treasure. Please, please come with me to see it?"

His tone unconsciously carried a sense of humility; facing the person before him, he felt as low as dust.

What Qingyu was even more curious about was how he recognized her. The original owner of the body had always lived a secluded life in the palace, and ordinary people could not possibly know what she looked like or dressed. Many noble ladies did not know her either. This young man was very ordinary, and apart from his handsome appearance, he did not look like a young master from a prominent family.

Thinking this, Qingyu asked, "How did you recognize me?"