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Chapter 3520

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Chu Hai's expression didn't change in the face of the Emperor's politeness. He just pointed at Wang Yiqiu and said to the Emperor, "Wang Yiqiu."

The Emperor couldn't be more familiar with the name 'Wang Yiqiu'.

When the news that Wang Yiqiu was assassinated and his body was nowhere to be found spread to the capital, the Emperor went to Chu Hai to have his fortune told. He wanted to know whether Wang Yiqiu was alive or dead.

If Wang Yiqiu was still alive, he would send people to search for him. If Wang Yiqiu was dead, he would announce that the Eighth Prince had died young.

Chu Hai's words at that time were, "There's a slim chance of survival."

The Emperor firmly believed in Chu Hai. If Chu Hai said there was a slim chance of survival, then he was still alive.

As long as Chu Hai didn't say that Wang Yiqiu was dead, he would continue to send people to search for him.

Now that Chu Hai came back with Wang Yiqiu, the Emperor was instantly overjoyed. "Thank you, State Preceptor, for saving my son's life."

In response to the Emperor's gratitude, Chu Hai pushed Jiujiu to the front and pointed at Jiujiu. "If Your Majesty wants to thank someone, thank this young lady. She brought Wang Yiqiu back."

Even though the Emperor knew Chu Hai's character, he was still shocked.

It was already a miracle that Wang Yiqiu could come back unscathed.

And the person Chu Hai said that he saved was Jiujiu, a little girl who looked only seven or eight years old.

Even though the Emperor had seen Chu Hai's miraculous abilities, he was still shocked when he saw Jiujiu.

After all, the people he sent to investigate all said that the Eighth Prince had fallen off a cliff, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

However, there were many jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards at the foot of the mountain. Who could guarantee that the bodies were not found because they were still alive and not because the bodies had been eaten clean by the jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards?

If it wasn't for the fact that Chu Hai never said that Wang Yiqiu was dead, the Emperor would have long given up on the idea that Wang Yiqiu was still alive.

Because Chu Hai was still the same after more than fifty years, even though Jiujiu's face was young and tender, the Emperor didn't show any contempt. Instead, he respectfully thanked her, "Many thanks to Miss for saving my son."

The Emperor was so polite. Jiujiu smiled and replied, "It's nothing. It's not worth mentioning."

The emperor pursed his lips, "I can't repay you for saving my life …"

The Emperor originally wanted to reward Jiujiu, but when he thought that the otherworldly expert wasn't very interested in gold, silver, jewelry, and official titles, he subconsciously looked at Jiujiu and asked with concern, "What does Miss like?"

Before Jiujiu could speak, she heard Chu Hai say to the Emperor, "I have decided to accept Jiujiu as my disciple. Your Majesty doesn't need to reward me."

Chu Hai's ability was known throughout the country.

If Chu Hai was willing to accept Jiujiu as his disciple, it was indeed much better than any material reward.

The Emperor, who originally wanted to reward Jiujiu, instantly smiled and said, "Since State Preceptor is willing to accept this Miss as his disciple, it's naturally excellent."

Chu Hai was very displeased with the red tape of the Imperial Palace. After sending Wang Yiqiu back and talking to the Emperor for a while, he was already a little impatient.

After nodding slightly to the Emperor, he prepared to leave with Jiujiu.

Before coming back, the Eighth Prince had been thinking about going back to the Imperial Palace all the time. But when he really went back to the Imperial Palace, he began to miss the time when he was with Jiujiu.

Looking at Jiujiu and Chu Hai's gradually disappearing figures, the Eighth Prince couldn't help but chase after them. Looking at Jiujiu's back, he called out, "Jiujiu."

Jiujiu responded and turned around, "What's wrong?"

Jiujiu had a smile on her face. Her eyes were curved like two small crescent moons, and her white teeth were like small corn kernels. It was indescribably beautiful.

Seeing Jiujiu looking at him with a smile, the Eighth Prince's cheeks instantly heated up, "Will you still come to see me?"

He wanted to come back before because he wanted to get the position he deserved.

He wanted to see what his father, who was praised by his grandfather, was like.

But when he really came back, he also saw his father, who he had been thinking about day and night, but it was just a somewhat kind-looking middle-aged man.

The palace walls were too high, and the Imperial Palace was too big. Although it was exquisite, it was more like an exquisite birdcage.

Although it had brought him riches and honor, it had also imprisoned him here.

Compared to the exquisite palace, Wang Yiqiu inexplicably thought of the years when he was with Jiujiu.

Compared to the unfamiliar relatives and this exquisite birdcage, he trusted Jiujiu more.

Wang Yiqiu's performance when he met the Emperor could be said to be impeccable. So when he suddenly became clingy at this moment, it was somewhat in line with his current age.

Jiujiu chuckled, "Of course I will come to see you. Don't forget our agreement."

Jiujiu's "agreement" instantly reassured Wang Yiqiu.

Thinking of how Jiujiu asked him to help kill the Imperial Noble Concubine, he knew that he and Jiujiu would meet again.

Since they would meet again, there was no more reluctance.

Wang Yiqiu walked Jiujiu to the door of the main hall and watched as Jiujiu left.

After Jiujiu and Chu Hai left, the Emperor looked at the boy standing in front of him, who looked like him. Although the boy's face was young, his eyes were more profound than his age. The Emperor said softly, "It's been hard on you along the way."

Wang Yiqiu shook his head, "It's me who made Imperial Father worry."

Seeing that Wang Yiqiu was so sensible, the Emperor liked him even more. Especially when he thought of Chu Hai's comment, he felt that Wang Yiqiu was a talent that could be molded.

Thinking of the "agreement" Jiujiu said to Wang Yiqiu before leaving, the Emperor couldn't help but ask curiously, "What was the agreement you said to that girl?"

Wang Yiqiu, "Imperial Father, if it wasn't for Jiujiu, I would have died in that forest. I made an agreement with her that no matter what happened in the future, she and I would be good friends for a lifetime."

Because of Chu Hai's action of accepting Jiujiu as his disciple, even if Wang Yiqiu didn't want to be friends with Jiujiu, the Emperor still wanted Wang Yiqiu to be friends with Jiujiu. Now that he heard that Wang Yiqiu and Jiujiu had made an agreement that they would be good friends for a lifetime, it couldn't be better.

Moreover, Chu Hai accepted Jiujiu as his disciple, which meant that Jiujiu would be his successor in the future.

Thinking of Chu Hai's ability to make clouds and rain with a flip of his hand, the Emperor thought.

If Wang Yiqiu and Jiujiu had a closer relationship, the future of their country would be promising.

The Emperor already thought that Wang Yiqiu would be his successor in the future. At this moment, the more compatible Wang Yiqiu's performance was, the more satisfied he was.

The Eighth Prince raised his head and looked at the Emperor, asking, "Imperial Father, can I visit Jiujiu in a few days?"

The Emperor rubbed the Eighth Prince's head, "Of course."

Wang Yiqiu had just returned when the Emperor said to Head Steward Li, "Xiao Li, take Old Eighth to rest."

Head Steward Li immediately stepped forward and said to Wang Yiqiu with a smile, "Eighth Prince, come with this old servant."

Wang Yiqiu quickly knelt down to thank the Emperor and then left with Head Steward Li.

Chu Hai brought Jiujiu back to the courtyard, and Chu Hai immediately went to the kitchen to prepare lunch for the two.

Seeing Chu Hai, who was like a banished immortal in front of the Emperor, turn into a chef in front of her, Jiujiu couldn't help but ask, "Why did you accept me as your disciple?"

Chu Hai's hands paused, then he raised his head to look at Jiujiu and said with a smile, "Because I was afraid that you wouldn't want to come back with me."

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