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Chapter 201: Prince Longevity (31) · Oct 17, 2026

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201 Chapter 201: Prince Longevity (31) 2026-10-17
202 Chapter 202: Prince Longevity (32) 2026-10-17
203 Chapter 203: Prince Longevity (End) 2026-10-17
204 Chapter 204: The King’s Return (1) 2026-10-17
205 Chapter 205: The King’s Return (2) 2026-10-17
206 Chapter 206: The King’s Return (3) 2026-10-17
207 Chapter 207: The King’s Return (4) 2026-10-17
208 Chapter 208: The King’s Return (5) 2026-10-17
209 Chapter 209: The King’s Return (6) 2026-10-17
210 Chapter 210: The King’s Return (7) 2026-10-17
211 Chapter 211: The King’s Return (8) 2026-10-17
212 Chapter 212: The King’s Return (9) 2026-10-17
213 Chapter 213: The King’s Return (10) 2026-10-17
214 Chapter 214: The King’s Return (11) 2026-10-17
215 Chapter 215: The King’s Return (12) 2026-10-17
216 Chapter 216: The King’s Return (13) 2026-10-17
217 Chapter 217: The King’s Return (14) 2026-10-17
218 Chapter 218: The King’s Return (15) 2026-10-17
219 Chapter 219: The King’s Return (16) 2026-10-17
220 Chapter 220: The King’s Return (17) 2026-10-17
221 Chapter 221: The King’s Return (18) 2026-10-17
222 Chapter 222: The King’s Return (19) 2026-10-17
223 Chapter 223: The King’s Return (20) 2026-10-17
224 Chapter 224: The King’s Return (21) 2026-10-17
225 Chapter 225: The King’s Return (22) 2026-10-17
226 Chapter 226: The King’s Return (23) 2026-10-17
227 Chapter 227: The King’s Return (24) 2026-10-17
228 Chapter 228: The King’s Return (25) 2026-10-17
229 Chapter 229: The King’s Return (26) 2026-10-17
230 Chapter 230: The King’s Return (27) 2026-10-17
231 Chapter 231: The King’s Return (28) 2026-10-17
232 Chapter 232: The King’s Return (29) 2026-10-17
233 Chapter 233: The King’s Return (30) 2026-10-17
234 Chapter 234: The King’s Return (31) 2026-10-17
235 Chapter 235: The King’s Return (32) 2026-10-17
236 Chapter 236: The King’s Return (33) 2026-10-17
237 Chapter 237: The King’s Return (34) 2026-10-17
238 Chapter 238: The King’s Return (35) 2026-10-17
239 Chapter 239: The King’s Return (End) 2026-10-17
240 Chapter 240: Don’t Leave After School (1) 2026-10-17
241 Chapter 241: Don’t Leave After School (2) 2026-10-17
242 Chapter 242: Don’t Leave After School (3) 2026-10-17
243 Chapter 243: Don’t Leave After School (4) 2026-10-17
244 Chapter 244: Don’t Leave After School (5) 2026-10-17
245 Chapter 245: Don’t Leave After School (6) 2026-10-17
246 Chapter 246: Don’t Leave After School (7) 2026-10-17
247 Chapter 247: Don’t Leave After School (8) 2026-10-17
248 Chapter 248: Don’t Leave After School (9) 2026-10-17
249 Chapter 249: Don’t Leave After School (10) 2026-10-17
250 Chapter 250: Don’t Leave After School (11) 2026-10-17

Chapter 201: Chapter 201: Prince Longevity (31)

Yan Gui gently tightened his grip on Chuzheng’s hand.

In the blink of an eye, he understood what was happening.

The ring on his finger seemed so cold that it chilled him to the bone.

Chuzheng soothingly patted his hand, “It’s okay, don’t be afraid.”

Yan Gui couldn’t help but laugh and cry at her words.

He wasn’t scared.

He just hadn’t expected.

This was originally meant for him…

The Emperor had only one brother, and even if Prince Rong was such a scoundrel, at most he’d lock him up.

Now the man was dead.

With the Emperor’s temper flaring up, he wouldn’t listen to Cheng Xiao’s explanations.

He had Cheng Xiao dragged away directly.

The others, well aware it was unwise to stay long, quickly made their exits.

–

Yan Gui helped Chuzheng into the carriage.

As the carriage gradually departed, the grand Imperial Palace faded into the darkness.

Yan Gui held Chuzheng, his cool lips landing on her forehead, then Chuzheng pulled him in for a direct kiss.

“Thank you,” Yan Gui said, leaning his forehead against hers.

If it weren’t for her, he probably wouldn’t have been able to get away.

“You’re welcome.” Protecting you is what I should do.

Yan Gui chuckled softly, embracing her for a good while.

“How did you know?” That someone wanted to frame him?

“I saw it.”

“…” With her unguarded answer, Yan Gui asked again, “Then why did you pin the blame on Cheng Xiao?”

“It was her doing, not pinning the blame,” Chuzheng said with a serious face.

Chuzheng’s hand slid down Yan Gui’s chest, and he drew a sharp breath, saying in a low voice, “Don’t.”

Chuzheng paused, withdrawing her hand.

Fearing she could do anything, Yan Gui worried that if he further stirred the fire, she might indeed do something on the carriage, so he dared not make any more moves and held her quietly.

“How did you know it was her?” Yan Gui wondered.

“I guessed,” Chuzheng asserted confidently.

“…”

Besides Cheng Xiao, who else would use such a petty method?

Yan Gui: “What if you guessed wrong?”

Chuzheng, playing with Yan Gui’s hair, said carelessly, “Then I’m wrong.”

Yan Gui: “Wouldn’t that mean you’re framing her?”

Chuzheng looked up, her tone cold, “She has framed me before, I’m just returning the favor.”

Yan Gui thought of the affair at Qi Mountain, that incident was clearly Cheng Xiao’s loss, yet she really held a grudge.

–

Despite having evidence of Prince Rong’s death, there was no other proof, and Cheng Xiao insisted it had nothing to do with her, claiming she was framed.

The Emperor ordered a thorough investigation of the case.

However, for some unknown reason, Prince Rong had dismissed his attendants that night and was drinking alone in the palace.

The attendants didn’t know when Prince Rong was taken away; they heard no fighting or other noises outside the hall.

The main suspect was then Cheng Xiao.

If the matter had been attributed to Yan Gui, it would have been a different story.

Because Prince Rong had bullied him before, and coincidentally, Yan Gui had left the banquet for a while.

The Emperor would probably have Yan Gui executed without asking questions.

However, Cheng Xiao wasn’t detained for two days before she was brought back to the palace due to her pregnancy, though she remained under house arrest.

Chuzheng sat by the window, thinking about how to deal with Cheng Xiao again to complete her mission.

“Princess Consort Jin.”

The Little Taoist Priest’s face suddenly appeared outside the window.

Chuzheng almost slapped him.

Was he possessed by a ghost?

Popping up suddenly like that, trying to scare someone to death!

Done for!

She calmly put down her hand, staring icily at him, “What are you doing now?”

The Little Taoist Priest leaned on the windowsill, grinning, “You know about Cheng Xiao’s pregnancy, right?”

“Hmm.”

“Then do you know…” The Little Taoist Priest raised his eyebrows, pausing without continuing.

Chuzheng, knowing his antics, drew out a silver note and tossed it to him.

She knew this swindler was here for money.

“That child is not the Emperor’s,” the Little Taoist Priest said as he happily counted the silver note.

“…”

Not the Emperor’s!

Whose then?

Chuzheng suddenly thought of Ye Yang, who had previously cuckolded the Emperor; was this wild sister really that formidable?

Impressive, impressive.

Respect.

“How do you know?”

“There’s nothing happening in the Imperial Palace that I don’t know about,” the Little Taoist Priest boasted proudly.

After all, he was the longest-serving Taoist in the palace who hadn’t been beheaded yet.

Chuzheng wore a cold expression.

How could anyone in the palace possibly know about this matter?

Would Cheng Xiao actually tell others that the child I’m carrying isn’t the Emperor’s?

She would be minced into meat sauce by the Emperor for sure.

“Cough cough… I figured it out,” the Little Taoist Priest said, scratching his head. “He has no fortune for offspring, so he won’t have children, which means this child definitely isn’t his.”

“Oh.”

“Creak—”

The Little Taoist Priest suddenly shrank down, whispering, “I’m leaving, I’ll contact you if there’s news.”

Are you coming to me for money?

That’s fine!

I’ll be waiting!

“What are you looking at?” Yan Gui embraced Chuzheng from behind, his gaze drifting towards the vast white snow.

He thought he had heard voices just a moment ago.

“The snow.”

A shade of suspicion flickered in Yan Gui’s eyes, and he kissed her: “I made soup for you; drink some to warm up your body?”

“Didn’t I say that you shouldn’t do that?”

“Umm… I wanted to make it for you personally.” Yan Gui nuzzled her: “Don’t you like it?”

Chuzheng’s eyes were clear and cold: “You shouldn’t do these things.”

“I can do anything for you.” Yan Gui’s voice was soft, like the falling snowflakes outside the window.

Chuzheng had no choice but to accompany him to drink the soup.

However, by the end of the night, Chuzheng wished she could get rid of Yan Gui—whatever soup he made her drink made her uncomfortably hot.

Chuzheng glanced at the already sleeping Yan Gui.

She rudely woke him up.

“Hmm? What’s wrong?”

Chuzheng stripped off his clothes.

Yan Gui, half-asleep, cooperated submissively as Chuzheng undressed him, his body reacting sensitively to her touches.

The snowy night was long.

–

Chuzheng walked past the corridor and saw someone kneeling in front of Yan Gui.

The moment she appeared, the person was startled and seemed to want to leave, but Yan Gui held them down.

Walking over, Chuzheng heard the person respectfully call out, “Princess Consort.”

“You may leave,” Yan Gui said.

“Yes.”

Chuzheng watched the person leave: “Your man?”

“Mhm,” Yan Gui nodded softly.

Chuzheng said nothing, pulling him out to a lavish shopping spree.

Yan Gui: “…”

This is good.

Buy it.

This is suitable.

Buy it.

This is beautiful.

Buy it.

If it weren’t for the vulgarity of gold and silver objects, which he firmly refused, Chuzheng would probably love to adorn him with these items.

The youth was wrapped in a snow-white fox fur, only his delicate and stunning face exposed.

Walking alongside the lady on the streets blanketed with snow, radiant red plum blossoms blossomed on both sides, exuding their fragrance for miles.

The pair attracted frequent glances from passersby.

“Is that Prince Jin and Princess Consort Jin?”

“Yeah, aren’t they a sight?”

“Why aren’t they riding in a carriage?”

“… Probably because it’s being used to carry stuff.”

“What?”

When Chuzheng and Yan Gui came out, it signified that the Princess Consort would buy a lot of things.

This was the time every merchant joyously awaited.

A single visit from the Princess Consort could sustain them for several months.

“Princess Consort, you have excellent taste. This is a fine jade and a pair at that, only to be found here in the entire Imperial City. You and the Prince can each have one,” the shopkeeper said.

“Is it valuable?” Chuzheng asked.

The shopkeeper nodded; of course, it was valuable.

Chuzheng paid with satisfaction.

She took the jade and returned to Yan Gui, handing one to him.

“Help me put it on,” the youth said, his lashes trembling lightly, voice soft.

Chuzheng glanced at him; about to comment on his lack of hands, the King’s Account screamed that she should stop being so brutal and appease the Good Person Card.

Chuzheng: “…”

Pamper! Pamper! Pamper!

I’ll pamper!

Stop shouting!

It’s infuriating!

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