We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real? - Chapter 293: Your Majesty Should Come Earlier, Don't Make Me Wait Too Long

In the imperial study, Xiao Mo was reading the memorials submitted by ministers and the reply letter from Qin Kingdom’s ruler.

After finishing reading, Xiao Mo set them down, took a sip of tea, and said to Wei Xun, “Tell the Ministry of Rites to proceed according to the date they have set. It should be around early July, right? At that time, have the daughter of the Yan family and Princess Qinyang enter the palace.”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Wei Xun nodded and quickly made note of it, about to go convey His Majesty’s decree.

“Wait,” Xiao Mo called out to Wei Xun.

“What are Your Majesty’s instructions?” Wei Xun bent at the waist.

“If I remember correctly, today is the Poetry Lantern Festival?” Xiao Mo asked.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Wei Xun replied. “Tonight in the imperial capital, every household will hang red lanterns, and many tea houses will hold poetry gatherings. It will be quite lively.”

“Mm,” Xiao Mo stroked his chin with a thoughtful expression.

“I have some free time. Go make preparations. Tonight I want to leave the palace and take a look around,” Xiao Mo raised his head and said to Wei Xun.

“?” Wei Xun was startled. “Your Majesty wants to go out at night?”

If it were during the day, Wei Xun wouldn’t have much of a reaction but going out at night, wouldn’t that be a bit too dangerous?

“Nonsense, the Poetry Lantern Festival is only lively at night. If I don’t go out at night, should I go out during the day instead?” Xiao Mo waved his hand. “It’s decided then. I haven’t gone out at night to clear my mind in a long time. Just have a few guards follow along.”

“Yes, Your Majesty…”

Wei Xun still wanted to persuade him, but seeing His Majesty’s mind was made up, he didn’t dare say anything more. However, speaking of which, Zhou Kingdom’s imperial capital was still very safe. Even at night, with guards accompanying him, His Majesty wouldn’t encounter any accidents.

“However, Your Majesty…” Wei Xun’s eyes shifted. “Should we invite Princess Qinyang to come along?”

“Hehe,” Xiao Mo chuckled. “You old thing, are you trying to give me a headache? If I invite Princess Qinyang, shouldn’t the daughter of the Yan family also be invited?”

Wei Xun was stunned, then immediately slapped his own mouth twice, “Please forgive this old servant, Your Majesty. This old servant was confused…”

Just as His Majesty said, if Princess Qinyang was invited, the daughter of the Yan family would also have to be invited, otherwise it would be showing favoritism.

And if both imperial consorts accompanied His Majesty on the outing, there would likely be sparks flying…

“Go make preparations. Remember, don’t make too much of a fuss. Do it like the last time I traveled incognito,” Xiao Mo waved his hand.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Wei Xun hurriedly left the imperial study. However, Wei Xun’s earlier words did remind Xiao Mo of something.

He indeed couldn’t invite the daughter of the Yan family and Princess Qinyang together, but should he invite Jiang Rou?

After thinking it over, Xiao Mo felt he should indeed extend an invitation.

Although in Xiao Mo’s view, Fairy Jiang was wholly devoted to swordsmanship and probably wouldn’t be interested in this Poetry Lantern Festival but regardless, over these past days, they had practiced swordsmanship together, and this Fairy Jiang could be considered half a friend of his.

Although the Poetry Lantern Festival wasn’t an important holiday, it was indeed lively. Asking her if she wanted to go was also fulfilling proper etiquette.

Having decided, Xiao Mo had his carriage brought to the National Preceptor’s Manor.

Arriving at the gate of the National Preceptor’s Manor, Xiao Mo knocked on the door.

Soon, a woman’s voice came from within the courtyard, “Enter.”

Xiao Mo pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing the woman sitting on a stone bench with her eyes closed in meditation, he smiled and said, “Fairy Jiang seems to be cultivating at all times.”

Jiang Rou opened her eyes, looked at Xiao Mo, and slowly spoke, “What we cultivators should be doing is cultivating. Aside from that, what else can we do? Your Majesty’s talent is not bad, but you must also work hard at cultivation. If Your Majesty someday no longer wishes to be Zhou Kingdom’s ruler, I can also recommend Your Majesty to enter Ten Thousand Swords Sect and truly step onto the great path of cultivation.”

“This… let’s discuss it later.”

Xiao Mo politely declined.

If Xiao Mo didn’t have the Book of a Hundred Lives, then he might actually consider going to Ten Thousand Swords Sect but now, he could obtain resources from the Book of a Hundred Lives and he could cultivate by drawing on the fortune of mountains and rivers.

Now the identity of emperor was not only not a constraint for him, but actually an aid. If he went to a sect, it would be even less worthwhile.

Seeing Xiao Mo refuse, Jiang Rou said nothing more, only looking at Xiao Mo indifferently, “Does Your Majesty have some matter in seeking me out today?”

“Nothing much really,” Xiao Mo shook his head. “Today is the Poetry Lantern Festival, similar to lantern fairs and temple fairs. It will be quite lively tonight. I wonder if Fairy Jiang would like to go take a look, and also experience the customs and culture of our Great Zhou.”

“I have no interest,” Jiang Rou said indifferently.

“Alright then, I apologize for disturbing you, Fairy,” Xiao Mo didn’t force the matter. Jiang Rou’s refusal was within Xiao Mo’s expectations.

“Is Your Majesty going tonight?”

Looking into Xiao Mo’s eyes, Jiang Rou asked.

“Yes, staying in this deep palace for too long inevitably becomes somewhat stifling. I want to go out and walk around,” Xiao Mo responded.

Hearing Xiao Mo’s words, Jiang Rou lowered her head, seeming to ponder something.

After a moment, Jiang Rou raised her head and asked, “Your Majesty is traveling at night? Aren’t you worried about your safety?”

“I will naturally have guards accompanying me.”

“Your Zhou Kingdom’s guards are as weak as chickens and ducks.”

Jiang Rou said disdainfully.

“When Your Majesty leaves the palace tonight, just come pick me up.”

“Fairy Jiang’s meaning is?” Xiao Mo was stunned.

“Don’t misunderstand.”

Jiang Rou turned her head away.

“I don’t want to participate in your Zhou Kingdom’s Poetry Lantern Festival. It’s just that if something were to happen to Your Majesty, it would be rather troublesome. Does Your Majesty understand?”

Xiao Mo understood, however. In his view, she wanted to go, just felt too embarrassed to say so.

He didn’t expect that this Ten Thousand Swords Sect disciple would actually have a somewhat tsundere side. However, seeing her like this, Xiao Mo felt a slight impulse to tease her, “There’s really no need to trouble the Fairy. Although those guards cannot compare to you, Fairy, they can still protect my safety. Fairy, please rest well.”

Saying this, Xiao Mo made as if to walk out of the National Preceptor’s Manor but before Xiao Mo could take two steps, that long sword went “clang” and slammed down before Xiao Mo, blocking his path.

Jiang Qingyi stood before Xiao Mo, her jade hand pressing on the sword hilt, “There is still some time until evening. I have time today. Let me spar with Your Majesty and practice swordsmanship again.”

Xiao Mo remembered the last time she sparred with him, every move sending sword qi into his bones, leaving him unable to get out of bed for a day. He felt a lingering fear.

“I suddenly feel that if the Fairy could accompany me, I would feel more at ease,” Xiao Mo thought for a moment and said.

Hearing Xiao Mo relent, beneath the veil, the corners of the woman’s mouth curved up slightly.

“Since Your Majesty insists that I go, then I shall reluctantly agree.”

She pulled up her long sword and walked into the room, her voice echoing through the National Preceptor’s Manor.

“Your Majesty should come earlier. Don’t make me wait too long.”