The prince disliked her, and the legitimate daughter was reborn and married to the regent

"Poor little fox, fate tells me that you will become a disaster for me, so you'd better die."

Fuqiu didn't know where she got the courage from, she actually chose to hug him directly. She was very scared, she knew she was shaking all the time.

The state master's body was really cold, like ice that had not melted for thousands of years, chilling people to the bone.

Song Yanga was stunned. That small body, that vibrant life, was different from the others. It was so dazzling, and so - fragile.

He smiled and put on a more amiable look.

"Little fox, I have changed my mind. Destiny can be changed. So what if I am doomed? I am not someone who will succumb to fate."

At that time, she didn't know why the imperial teacher spared her life, but she knew that this risky move was the right one in the end.

"Since then, I have been learning from him. He is just like those pedantic old men in Da'an. He doesn't let me go out to play or relax. I practice dancing every day."

Fuqiu recalled the past scenes. In fact, she knew that at least Song Yanga owed her nothing. After she became the disciple of the national teacher, her sisters who once looked at her with pity now showed jealousy and almost went crazy.

The first time she saw the old man she called "father", he showed a fanatical look on his face. He said that she would be the most noble princess of Keluo in the future and no one could bully her.

She danced in front of everyone, accompanied by the musicians Song Yanga sent her. The sound of the golden bells reached every corner of the palace.

No one could help but be fascinated by it. The officials who were obsessed with it were the best proof of this. However, Ker Luo, who was protected by the national teacher, did not fall into it. He just smiled excitedly and shouted that one day he would set foot on the land of Da'an and enslave the people of Da'an.

"Can't you see, old man? Song Yanga is not a man of immortal character. He is a monster, a demon who seduces people. He clearly has unspeakable thoughts."

Song Yanga was not a good person. He was much more cruel than he looked. Those who had bumped into him were all turned into dust in the fire. Fuqiu had seen this with her own eyes.

She still shudders when she recalls it now. Such a horrible scene was simply a nightmare. The Imperial Master also found him. He smiled and led her to the stove.

"Look, little fox, the flames are so beautiful. It's just a pity. I heard that some flames are green, just like your eyes."

He looked like he wanted to dig out Fuqiu's eyes with his own hands, but he didn't do it.

As a disciple of the Imperial Master, Song Yanga gave her the power to enter and exit the Astrology Building at will. The building had nine floors and only wooden stairs could lead up to it.

Fuqiu once asked him curiously why he wanted to make elixirs here. Wasn't he afraid that a fire would burn down the entire astrology building?

But he just said it with his usual cold smile.

"Fate will tell me what to do. Don't worry, little fox. At least now, it won't burn."

Fuqiu didn't understand what he said, what fate, what present, she also didn't like Song Yanga calling her "little fox", she had her own name,

But Song Yanga ignored her objection. After checking her dance, he started to put something into the stove in a mysterious manner.

Fuqiu always felt that the stove looked scary. Not only did it contain the corpses of her kind, but more importantly, she always felt that it exuded an evil aura.

Her fearful look amused Song Yanga. With a wicked smile, he lifted her up and staggered her towards the stove.

The scorching heat made it difficult for Fuqiu to control her emotions. She cried in front of outsiders for the first time, and her tears and snot were wiped onto Song Yanga's sleeves.

Perhaps because she cried so miserably, the Imperial Master finally remembered his almost nonexistent conscience and gently sent her back to her room.

In the next three days, he did not force her to practice dancing, and gave her many new and interesting things, including the golden bell she was wearing now.

Sometimes she would wonder, even the Imperial Master would be afraid of something?

However, what does this have to do with her? She reached out and hugged Yun Nian, resting her head on her shoulder.

"What I said to you is true. I have no feelings for Ke Luo. No matter what information you want to get from me, I can tell you. However, I don't have any good feelings towards the people of Da'an except you."

Yun Nian tilted his head back slightly and saw her emerald green eyes, which looked like the eyes of a precious cat.

"I don't know what Mulv said to you, but I am just me. I don't care about anyone except myself. I don't care whether it's Daansheng or Keluosheng. Don't treat me as an enemy, Sisi."

Maybe it was Song Yanga's matter that stimulated her, Yun Nian thought, otherwise Fuqiu would not show such a fragile expression in front of her. She thought, maybe she shouldn't ask the question.

Now that she knew enough, she patted Fuqiu's shoulder and gently rubbed it with her face until she heard a noisy sound outside.

"What happened?"

She and Fuqiu exchanged a glance, then opened the door. She was somewhat surprised by the scene outside. It turned out that the soldiers were carrying wooden buckets to fetch water.

She almost forgot that the water sources outside were almost all polluted. No wonder they came here.

When the soldiers saw the two women in the room, their noisy voices suddenly quieted down, and they retreated back in embarrassment.

Zuo Mingyuan walked over, touching the back of his head.

"I'm sorry, I originally wanted to keep them quiet, but they were a little excited, and this is the only place with water..."

"I know. It's okay. This is your territory. You can do whatever you want. But it seems that they already know what happened last night?"

When Zuo Mingyuan mentioned this, his eyes lit up. He showed his white teeth and said with a smile,

"When I talked to Qi Ming, they heard it. Qi Ming said that if I killed Turancha, His Highness would definitely give me a good official position."

How could he not be excited? He even forgot to remind these guys to be quiet when fetching water.

Kill Turancha and wait for the battles on the other two sides to end. At least that's what Zuo Mingyuan thought.

Unfortunately, God always brings obstacles to your way just when you think things are turning around.

There were chaotic footsteps and panicked cries for help. A soldier ran into the yard in a hurry and knelt down.

"Something happened."