The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading
Chapter 829 - 586: Is Ye Suhuan Wu Tan? Proving Shen Chuwei is Feng Wuyou

Chapter 829: Chapter 586: Is Ye Suhuan Wu Tan? Proving Shen Chuwei is Feng Wuyou

Shen Chuwei’s light and airy tone, to Ye Anyu’s ears, was nothing short of smug complacency, which infuriated her beyond tolerance.

"Don’t think just because the National Master now believes you, you can fool yourself into thinking you’re Feng Wuyou. A chicken will never become a phoenix. The moment the National Master sees through your fake facade, your days will be numbered."

Shen Chuwei’s feeding action paused, she had been impersonating Feng Wuyou, yet she had never thought of becoming Feng Wuyou. Feng Wuyou was Feng Wuyou, and she was herself—both unique and independent entities.

That’s why Xiao Jinyan was so hung up on Feng Wuyou, wasn’t it?

She turned her head to look at Ye Anyu with neither anger nor annoyance, her tone even more indifferent than her gaze: "The National Master is not as cruel as you. Don’t project your malice onto him; it detracts from the saintly image he holds in my heart."

Before this imposter showed up, when had Ye Anyu ever been treated this way? How dare an imposter lecture the true Princess?

"You, an imposter, dare lecture me, the Princess? I’ll tear that mouth of yours to shreds."

Ye Anyu’s face twisted grotesquely as she raised her hand to slap the imposter’s face.

Shen Chuwei threw the pastries in her hand and swiftly dodged back, avoiding Ye Anyu’s furious slap.

Ye Anyu’s slap was so sudden that she missed and momentarily lost her balance, falling into the water with a scream.

All that could be heard was a "splash," as water splashed all around.

Shen Chuwei was startled and watched Ye Anyu struggling in the water. She really had nothing to do with it; she had simply moved out of self-preservation.

"Help! Someone help! Save me!" Ye Anyu, having swallowed a few mouthfuls of water, flailed desperately.

Shen Chuwei looked at the still-frantically struggling Ye Anyu but did not intend to kindly remind her that the water was not deep—it was only waist-high.

After a long struggle, with no one coming to rescue her, Ye Anyu felt like she was dying when she realized her feet could touch the bottom, and the water was only at her waist.

She lifted her head to look at the imposter on the shore, who wore a face of schadenfreude. Without a mirror, she knew how wretched she must look.

It was all the imposter’s fault for causing her to fall into the water, leaving her so miserably embarrassed.

The autumn weather was chilly, and after crawling out of the water, Ye Anyu was shaking so much that she couldn’t even curse properly as she shivered her way out of Wuyou Palace.

As for Ye Anyu’s provocation, Shen Chuwei cast it out of her mind, ate a few pastries, and saw the chimaera basking in the sun on the grass.

Wuyou Palace had a vast grassland that remained lush even in autumn. She walked over and sat beside the chimaera.

The chimaera opened its eyes, saw Xiao Jiuyou, and rubbed her head with its furry cheek, grunting contentedly.

Shen Chuwei turned to look at the chimaera, "I’m not your master Feng Wuyou, you know, I just look like her."

The chimaera stared unblinkingly at Xiao Jiuyou, as if puzzled by why she would say such a thing.

Shen Chuwei withdrew her gaze and leaned against the chimaera’s belly, closing her eyes. The warmth of the sun soon lulled her to sleep.

Once the chimaera sensed that Xiao Jiuyou was asleep, it laid its head on its front limbs and squinted under the sunlight.

Xiao Jinyan returned from being out and brought back some stinky tofu, a favorite of Xiao Jiuyou’s; however, after searching the Side Hall thoroughly, he did not find Xiao Jiuyou.

Seeing a Palace Maid passing by, he asked, "Where did Princess Jiuyou go?"

The Palace Maid looked at Xiao Jinyan with confusion, "The Master didn’t go anywhere."

Xiao Jinyan asked further, "I’ve looked everywhere, how could I not find her?"

The Palace Maid suggested, "Why don’t you check the Bedchamber, the Master might be taking a nap around this time."

Xiao Jinyan had a bad feeling, and fear followed; having gone through it once, the fear of experiencing it again was even greater.

"I’ve already looked there, but I didn’t see her." Even Xiao Jinyan didn’t notice the hint of panic in his voice.

The Palace Maid stood stunned for a moment, "Then I will go look for the Master."

With that, she ran off to search for her Master.

Xiao Jinyan had been with Xiao Jiuyou for more than four years, almost five, thinking he knew her well. But after this incident, he realized he didn’t truly understand her completely.

All he knew were her preferences, but he did not know enough about her temperament.

Xiao Jinyan placed the stinky tofu he was holding onto a nearby stone table and continued his search for Xiao Jiuyou.

Xiao Jiuyou didn’t know Kung Fu; the only way she could leave the palace was through the palace gate, unless...

Xiao Jiuyou was somewhat clever; it was possible for her to find other means to leave the palace.

Xiao Jinyan had seen her disguise before; if she used that technique again to slip past the guards, it was certainly feasible.