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

Perhaps it was because she hadn't talked about the past for too long, and when Fuqiu recalled it, those painful memories seemed to have become blurred.

"I was born on a summer day twenty-six years ago. It is said that it was the day with the longest daylight. I was born at noon, which symbolizes the extreme warmth."

"Do you know my ranking? Among the princesses of Ke Luo, I am currently ranked tenth. It shouldn't change in the short term."

She said with a smile, looking at Yun Nian's surprised eyes, the corners of her mouth curled up.

"You've met Thirteen. She still looks like a little kid. Are you wondering why there's such a big age difference between her and me, even though there are only two people between us?"

The girl nodded, then gently grasped Fuqiu's fingers and shook them. She was clearly telling her story with a smile, but Yun Nian felt that sadness was all over her.

"There are too many princesses in Keluo. Originally, there were eighteen sisters between Thirteen and I, but after fifteen years, there were only two left. She naturally went from twenty-nine to thirteen."

Hearing this, Yun Nian felt a chill down her spine. That was to say, in these fifteen years, at least sixteen princesses had died. Moreover, Fuqiu had not mentioned the princesses after the thirteenth.

"It sounds nice to call her a princess, but a princess without value is only different from a palace maid in that she can serve someone of higher status. Among the dozens of princesses before me, only nine of them got married and survived to keep their titles."

They are just higher-level entertainers.

"I almost went too far. You know, it's not easy to survive in such an environment. By the time I can remember, he was already three years old. At that time, Muchu could already crawl. Mother didn't care about him, and I was the one who took care of him the whole time."

I don’t know if it was Yun Nian’s illusion, but when Fuqiu mentioned “mother”, there was not much admiration in her tone, but rather a subtle hatred.

"My mother is probably not from Keluo. She might be a captive snatched from Da'an, or she might be from a place farther away. In any case, her eyes are also black."

"She is very beautiful, but this beauty is not something she should be proud of. Instead, it brings her endless pain."

It is easy to imagine how much torture a beautiful woman would suffer in Ke Luo's palace. She was just a gift that could be exchanged.

"Every time...when she was unhappy, she would punish us, either by not letting us eat or by whipping us. I often saw her holding a hairpin and gesturing on my face."

"Maybe she wanted to destroy my appearance and didn't want me to become like her, but I didn't understand at the time. I just felt scared."

Yun Nian listened quietly. She had been spoiled since she was a child, so she couldn't understand how parents could be so cruel to their own children.

But Fuqiu and her mother were just poor people played by fate.

"She hated men, and she hated her own child, Alfalfa, even more. Sometimes when I couldn't find him, I would rush to the dry well in the yard and hear his weak cries."

She turned to look at Yun Nian, and indeed saw an angry look on her face.

"The bottom of the well was very dark, and the wellhead was covered. After he left, I was thrown down. Only then did I realize how terrible it was for a person to be in a dark place."

Before she told Yun Nian, in addition to her fear, she also felt resentment towards Mu Shu who had escaped alone. If he had not run away, perhaps she would not have suffered such torture.

Even though she knew that it was not his fault, she sometimes wondered why Clover didn't take her with him.

"Fortunately, she died within a few years. She died in torture. When I saw her, her body had already rotted. No one came to collect her body, so I buried her in a dry well. That became her final resting place."

"What happened later was that I had Song Yanga as my master and learned dancing. I was more useful than the other princesses and was able to survive here."

She finished telling all the stories, but except for the time when she mentioned Song Yanga, there was not a single bit of warmth in the rest of her memories.

Yun Nian's eyes were already filled with tears. When Fuqiu turned around to look, she was startled by her tearful eyes.

"Why are you crying?"

She just felt uncomfortable keeping these things in her heart and wanted to speak them out, but she didn't expect Yun Nian to cry so miserably.

"Wow, wow, why are there so many bad people! Fuqiu... wow, wow, wow, I feel so bad."

When Yun Nian thought of the two little people living in such painful torture, she felt as if her heart was suspended high up in the air, and then being tightened by someone.

"Alright, alright, it's all in the past. Besides, I didn't suffer any physical injuries. Alfalfa took the beatings for me."

A hint of complexity flashed in her eyes. As expected, she also liked the girl that Mulvander liked. If such a pure and kind person was born in Keluo, she probably wouldn't be alive today.

She suddenly didn't want Yun Nian to stay with her anymore. Only Luochuan City and Da'an could protect her, right?

Yun Nian, who was tired of crying, was carried back by Fuqiu. Her face was leaning against Fuqiu's back. Her tears were still flowing, wetting her clothes.

Langya followed behind him, not forgetting to take his zither.

Walking on the corridor, outside was a path covered with thorns. She looked at the place where the moonlight was pouring, and couldn't help but think of the past.

She carried Mufa on her back in the same way, just like she was carrying Yunnian at the moment. Yunnian was just like the four-year-old Mufa, both so cute and innocent, and regarded herself as someone to rely on.

"Fuqiu, why did you choose such a name for yourself?"

The child on his back asked in a childish voice. His tone was somewhat weak, and when he spoke, the wound on his back made a painful sound.

The six-year-old little Fuqiu walked with her short legs, carefully avoiding the fierce guards, and carried her brother back to a safe place.

"I heard that lotus grows in the far south, where there are beautiful lakes and blue seas. Lotus blooms in summer. I was also born in summer. I want to bloom like lotus."

"You're lying. It was clearly my mother who once said that she liked lotus. She said that Da'an was full of beautiful lotus, unlike here where you can't even see wild flowers."

Having her lie exposed, Fuqiu blushed.

"It's not because of her! Then what about your name?"

The little boy explained softly,

"Alfalfa is a weed, a plant that can be found everywhere. It can take root and survive in the desert. Fuqiu, I want to survive."

Two small figures disappeared in the distance.