After a long while, he finally regained his senses. He thoughtfully put away the silver needles and looked around his surroundings. After making sure that no one was following him, he walked out of the garden and headed towards the courtyard that the young monk had prepared.

There were only two maidservants waiting outside the door. The rest of the servants should return to the residence with the coachman.

After all, he had said he was training in seclusion, so it wouldn't be appropriate for him to bring so many people with him.

With so many people around, this was just the right time to do so. Without asking, he pushed open the door.

The room was not small, and the furnishings inside were simple and clean. A few carved windows reflected the darkness outside the window, giving off a unique feeling.

Everything in the room had already been tidied up, and there was already a light in the corner of his hand.

He glanced at the familiar surroundings, then fell into deep thought as he looked at the flames. He wondered who the black-clothed person was directing them in the evening, and what purpose he had. After thinking for a while, he concluded that it could only be Qi Qi who was directing them, but it couldn't be her.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in his mind, and his dried face appeared in front of his eyes.

That must be him.

The man must have been suspicious about the rooftop incident, which was why he had sent someone to investigate him.

After understanding it, he realized that the man in black probably wouldn't be coming back for a while, so he just sat down and went to sleep.

The night went by without incident. Instead, it was the chirping of the cicadas in the forest in front of the house.

The next day, when the chickens were crowing, she sat up in bed at exactly the right time, tied her hair up, and ran around the lotus pond behind the temple. When the sun rose, she was already sweating profusely and went back to her room to change into a plain dress and pack.

Wearing a simple shirt, her skin was like cream, causing people to look back repeatedly when they stepped out of the door.

The nearest street from the temple was Vermillion Bird Street, two miles away. Many carriages were parked in front of the temple, so it only took them a short while to arrive there. The Vermillion Bird Street was packed with people.

He had heard of this place before he came here. Not only was there a lot of shops on Vermillion Bird Street, there was also a black market even during the day. There were all sorts of drug ingredients, so he chose this place.

After staying in her room for a long time, the feeling of freedom she felt made her feel much happier. She only needed to walk two rounds before she was filled with bags that she had prepared beforehand.

After everything was ready, Yuan Zhou wiped the sweat off his forehead. Seeing that the sun was high in the sky, he was sure that he would not be able to make it back to the temple for lunch. He looked around and made his decision.

The Cauldron Restaurant was a restaurant that had a reputation within miles of the capital. In modern times, it was similar to a chain of hotels. As soon as he entered, a waiter immediately came to greet him.

He took a look around. The place was noisy and bustling with activity. The fences and stairways were all carved from fine mahogany. One could tell that it was the usual gathering place for rich kids.

"A private room by the window." He took out a silver ingot.

"Alright, come with me." The waiter was very enthusiastic and chatted endlessly all the way to his room.

When they reached the second floor, they were barely able to catch a glimpse of a dark red figure entering from the first floor. It was hard not to notice the crowd of maids that surrounded them like stars surrounding the moon.

He stopped and looked down.

The waiter also stopped and turned to look, smiling knowingly, "That's our Imperial Advisor. According to legend, not only did he practice martial arts since he was young, he also has an extraordinary heroic spirit. He can even attract the attention of young ladies when he walks on the streets."

"That's interesting." Yu Yu paused for a moment before calling out to the waiter: "I'm not going to the private room. I'll eat downstairs."

The Imperial Adviser, and a woman at that … She was immediately interested.

Before the waiter could even react, she had already gone downstairs to find a corner and casually sat down.

"If I were to say that the Imperial Advisor and the Sixth Prince are a match made in heaven, then that daughter of the Prime Minister has nothing but good skin." After that was a series of shocked exclamations.

He sat in his seat and quietly drank a glass of wine.

"A good piece of skin isn't bad either. Who knows, maybe the Sixth Prince will be happy with this kind of food." The other person was obviously unwilling to accept this and snorted disdainfully.

"What do you know!"

After that, the discussion between the two got quieter and quieter. Although he couldn't hear what they were saying, he could roughly guess the wretched expressions on their faces.

He turned his head slightly to the side and glanced over coldly.

As an independent woman in the 21st century, how could she be criticized by those wretched rich kids?

Right at that moment, a waiter was serving the dishes, passing Yu Yu's table. The light in her eyes moved as the corner of her mouth curled into a sneer.

"Hey!" The waiter felt a sharp pain on the back of his knees before his legs went limp. The dishes on the tray were all thrown out.

"How do you do that!" The two men in embroidered clothing, who had been talking to each other earlier, were splashed with wine and food by the waiter. They immediately jumped to their feet and shouted.

Listening to the movement behind him, his fingers moved lightly when no one was looking, and the man who was shouting suddenly laughed with his hands covering his chest.

The waiter didn't know what was going on, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

In an instant, everyone's gazes turned towards him.

Little Jun let out a small sigh of disgust. He was no longer in the mood to eat. He picked up his bag and was about to leave.

It just so happened that Yue Xuan was walking out of a private room on the first floor. Her red waist-length dress was both feminine and heroic. Her red lips were like fire, her eyebrows were high, and the jade sword embedded at her waist was very eye-catching.

The two of them faced each other.

Only after taking a quick glance did he prepare to leave.

She was not interested in this woman in front of her, but Yue Xuan was different. She knew who she was and knew that this woman was about to marry the Sixth Prince — the man who had been haunting her day and night.

In the middle of the bustling crowd, Yue Xuan instructed her maidservant. The maidservant nodded and walked over.

She slowed down her pace a bit as she wanted to see what kind of tricks Yue Xuan was trying to pull.

The maidservants walked closer and closer, their expressions as normal as if they did not know anything. When the two of them brushed past each other, the maidservants quickly extended a leg to block their path, and a smile appeared on their lips. The one that should have been stepped on the ground, they lightly walked around, and without even looking at the maidservant, they walked out of the room.

Yue Xuan and he had only wanted to embarrass her, but who would have thought that her reaction would be so quick? Yue Xuan was a little surprised. Was this the rumored weak one?

It was said that those who practiced martial arts would be in high spirits, so naturally, Yue Xuan was no exception.

"What is it?"

"I think you have some skills. How about this, this Imperial Advisor has nothing better to do in the near future. How about the two of us have a spar?" Yue Xuan didn't bother to hide anything as she spoke bluntly.

When she thought about the medicinal herbs she carried on her back, she suddenly remembered the words of the restaurant guest. As she met Yue Xuan's gaze, she mysteriously said, "Sure."