Message on the Way Home

Shen Zhao's biggest wish in this life is to find his way home. He is not from Beiyuan City, and never has been. His home is in the south, in the splendid but cold imperial city. His father was the prince of the Chu Dynasty, and his grandfather was the emperor sitting on the dragon throne. He is the emperor's eldest grandson and the second in line to the throne. But he didn't want to go back at all. "Sister Su, I don't want to be the eldest grandson of the emperor. I just want to practice with you, eat the braised pork brought by Brother Daniu, and live in this shabby yard for the rest of my life." Su Wanqing looked at him and said nothing. She knew that Shen Zhao would go back sooner or later. Not because he wants to go back, but because if he doesn't go back, those people will come to his door. They wouldn't let him go - they wouldn't let go of an emperor's eldest grandson with star veins. Rather than being taken back and used as a puppet, it is better to go back on your own and stand upright in front of those people. "Sister Su, will you accompany me back?" "Yes." "No matter what happens, will you be by my side?" "Yes." Shen Zhao smiled. "Then there's nothing to be afraid of." The journey home is long and the road ahead is uncertain. The glint of swords and shadows in the court hall, the undercurrents surging between the sects, and the forces hiding in the dark that had been hunting his mother for seventeen years - everyone was waiting for him to fall into the trap. But they don't know that Shen Zhao is no longer the loser who was stepped on in Beiyuan City. He has star veins, he has power, and he also has a senior sister who is in the spiritual sea realm—no, not just a senior sister. She is the person he trusts most in the world, the one he is willing to