The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife-Chapter 451: The Ninth Prince’s Body is Perfect for Me

Yao Sheng was indeed a sly old fox.

He stored ancient books in the hidden room of the shop, treasures at the Zhu residence, and other precious artifacts in different people’s homes.

With the talisman seals in place, those people couldn’t use the items.

But for Nanli, a mere flick of her finger, and the seals were broken.

There were demon-slaying swords, Bagua mirrors, protective spiritual artifacts, and more.

However, as Nanli inspected them, she kept shaking her head.

Ye Siheng asked, "Not interested? Or do you feel like these are Yao Sheng’s belongings, so you’re reluctant to use them?"

"The items aren’t bad, but they don’t add much for me," Nanli replied. "Storing them in my warehouse would just be a waste. Never mind, let’s distribute them to the people at Xuanzheng Temple."

With these artifacts, they’d have a fighting chance against powerful evil spirits.

So, Nanli took everything to Xuanzheng Temple and distributed them according to each person’s abilities.

The Taoists, empowered by these artifacts, saw a significant boost in their strength.

Having witnessed Cangsheng and the others’ downfall, Ming Pei and the other two became stricter with their disciples.

The Ninth Princess still held high hopes for them, so with such valuable gifts, they dared not disappoint her!

The movements at Prince Yu’s Mansion couldn’t be kept secret for long.

In a village on the outskirts of the capital,

The weather had turned thoroughly cold, and inside, silver charcoal was burning to slightly ward off the chill.

This place wasn’t far from Beihe Palace, just under half an hour’s carriage ride away.

The owner of this villa was the newly appointed Minister of Revenue, Wu Changwen. At this moment, he was discussing the news while pouring tea for the person in front of him.

"Unfilial disciple!"

The woman in front of him was furious, her expression somewhat peculiar.

In a fit of rage, she knocked the teacup onto the ground.

Her chest heaved violently, almost making it difficult for her to breathe.

Wu Changwen wasn’t upset; he calmly brought another cup and refilled it with tea.

"Lord Grand Tutor, it’s fortunate that you never brought Chong Jiu to meet me, otherwise my house would be surrounded by the Black Armor Guard by now."

Indeed, this was Yao Sheng, who had taken over several bodies in turn.

Currently, he was using the body of a stewardess working at Beihe Palace.

"No one can be trusted except oneself," Yao Sheng said coldly. "I always keep a backup plan."

He had carefully cultivated Chong Jiu to ensure a smooth transition when he took over another body.

He never expected Chong Jiu to mess things up so badly, letting Chu Nanli take all his belongings!

Not only did she take them, but she also looked down on them, distributing them to those useless Taoists.

Who does she think she is?!

Wu Changwen hesitated for a moment before averting his gaze, eventually speaking up, "Lord Grand Tutor, why didn’t you choose a male body?"

It looked odd, a man’s soul in a woman’s body, and it was unsettling.

Mentioning this made Yao Sheng even angrier: "I can possess a man’s body, but it wouldn’t be compatible. I could at most last three days, and it would be easy for people to notice the misalignment between the body and soul. This body may be female, but it matches my soul well, and I can use it for two to three months without issue."

He used to be a eunuch; using a woman’s body now was of little consequence to him.

He was pragmatic enough to endure anything!

Wu Changwen sighed, "But, Lord Grand Tutor, your possessions have been confiscated, and you can’t find a suitable body. Right now, I’m afraid you’re at a dead end."

Although he was a high-ranking court official, his power was limited.

Moreover, with the Ninth Prince controlling the Black Armor Guard and the Capital Defense Forces, and Chu Nanli stationed in the capital, there was no way Lord Grand Tutor could stir up trouble.

With this in mind, Wu Changwen tried to persuade him, "Lord Grand Tutor, why not let it go? I can prepare some silver for you. You can leave the capital and find a better, more suitable body. There’s no need to go head-to-head with the Ninth Prince."

Yao Sheng glared at him with a fierce look in his eyes:

"Chu Nanli shattered my soul and ruined my chance at rebirth, obstructing my path to immortality. How could I swallow this insult? I must avenge this!"

"Minister Wu, if you don’t want to help, I’ll never trouble you again."

Wu Changwen quickly said, "Lord Grand Tutor, what are you saying? You risked your life to save me back then, and I’ve never forgotten that debt. Now that you’re in trouble, how could I stand by and do nothing?"

Without Lord Grand Tutor, he would have long been dead, let alone become a minister, basking in glory.

Yao Sheng nodded in satisfaction and took a sip of tea. "You need not worry. With our combined efforts, we can overthrow the Mu Nation’s royal family."

Wu Changwen was startled, "But... how could that be done? The Ninth Prince controls the Black Armor Guard and the Capital Defense Forces. Now, without money or soldiers, how can we overthrow the Mu Nation?"

Yao Sheng smiled meaningfully, "What if I told you that the Ninth Prince’s body is perfect for me? Do you think it’s possible?"

Wu Changwen was stunned into silence.

In the cold weather, beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"You’re... you’re courting death! With the Ninth Princess around, how could you get close to the Ninth Prince? Even if you successfully possess the Ninth Prince’s body, do you think the Ninth Princess wouldn’t notice?" Wu Changwen earnestly advised, "Lord Grand Tutor, you mustn’t lose your head over this!"

But Yao Sheng replied, "I’ve divined it. Chu Nanli is about to leave the capital, to leave Mu Nation. With her gone, I can easily succeed."

It wasn’t that he underestimated Chu Nanli; on the contrary, he had crossed paths with her before and knew he should avoid her for now.

Wu Changwen found it strange, "It’s almost the end of the year. Why would the Ninth Princess leave Mu Nation?"

"The divination says so. As for the reason, I don’t know," Yao Sheng said. "But this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Ye Siheng’s soul is too strong for me to take directly. I need to use a spell to tear his soul apart first before I can take his body."

Seeing that Yao Sheng had a plan, Wu Changwen cupped his hands, "I’ll follow Lord Grand Tutor’s orders."

Yao Sheng nodded, the corners of his mouth curling up, his expression still twisted and strange, "We wait for the right moment."

Chu Nanli, you’ll know the pain of losing a husband soon enough!

It was getting late, so after a few more words with Wu Changwen, Yao Sheng returned to Beihe Palace.

As soon as he entered the palace gates, a palace maid rushed to meet him, looking anxious and reproachful, "Madam, why are you back so late? Vice Consort Chen is in a bad way."

Yao Sheng was still not accustomed to being addressed as "Madam."

His face stiffened for a moment before relaxing, "What’s wrong with her now?"

Chen Yuanzhu really loved to make a fuss.

She was provided with the best food and care, yet she either cried or cursed daily, causing her pregnancy to become unstable every few days.

The stationed imperial physician was at his wit’s end, saying that if Vice Consort Chen continued like this, she would definitely lose the baby.

Yao Sheng entered the hall.

Sure enough, Chen Yuanzhu was angrily scolding, "Incompetent doctor! If you can’t save the Crown Prince, I’ll have your head!"

The imperial physician trembled and said, "I’m powerless to help anymore!"

He had already applied acupuncture, but the bleeding wouldn’t stop!

Yao Sheng walked in with a cold expression and saw Chen Yuanzhu lying on the bed, clutching her still-flat belly and screaming in pain, her face ashen.

The doctor was right; the child in her womb couldn’t be saved.

But just because others couldn’t do anything didn’t mean he couldn’t.

After all, he was the Grand Tutor!