There were so many eyes in the entire Quyi Workshop, and she could sit still better than anyone else.
What Yu Wushuang said was true. She liked Feng Yanqing's drama. In her eyes, the inquiring person was not as good as Feng Yanqing.
"Is it really so attractive?"
"Of course, and it's not worth it for Feng Yanqing."
"Although it is a pity, it is life after all. Being born into a royal family has an unshirkable responsibility."
The royal family and nobles may seem noble, but only they know the bitterness and sweetness. If peace is gained by sacrificing one person, they may be pushed out at any time.
"Fate? Do you believe in fate?" Yu Wushuang's eyes moved from the stage to him.
"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, you can't escape." Jing Shengze was half joking, half serious.
"How?" Yu Wushuang sneered and her eyes burned: "If fate is unfair, fight with life. If you win, you will be free. If you die, you will be a good man again in eighteen years. What is there to be afraid of?"
Death is not terrible.
It's scary to have life and death in the hands of others.
Jing Shengze met her burning gaze, and somewhere in his heart he felt like a hole had been pried open. Will he fight against his fate if his fate is unfair?
Can man conquer heaven?
Although she was doubtful, her gaze made people unable to help but surrender and believe. What was there to be afraid of...
She is not afraid!
"Feng Yanqing's life, it's a pity, it's a pity." Yu Wushuang's eyes returned to the stage again, shaking his head with regret.
Jing Shengze was startled and then looked towards the stage. Feng Yanqing had spent her whole life working for her country, but her own people watched coldly as she was surrounded and killed.
Sad, pity, deplorable.
If Feng Yanqing had not accepted his fate, fought against it and overthrew the imperial power, perhaps another world would have opened up.
Yu Wushuang squinted her eyes slightly and listened to the opera in her ears. Even if she said this, he might not understand it clearly. Her father's situation was somewhat similar to Feng Yanqing's...
"Shua"
A flying shadow came at a very fast speed and grabbed Yu Wushuang's face.
Just as Yu Wushuang sat up straight to get the tea cup, a flying shadow flew past her, messing up the hair on her forehead.
"Miss."
Fei Yuan tried to stop him but failed.
Yu Wushuang raised her hand to brush her bangs and looked at Fei Yuan with some confusion: "Did something pass by again?"
"The eldest lady is a spiritual beast."
"There, Fei Yuan catches it." Qingdai scolded her little face angrily.
Yu Wushuang pretended to be surprised, turned her head and looked in that direction, and saw a white rabbit-like spiritual beast with blood-red eyes. Judging from the aura emanating from it, it was of a high level.
The spirit beast leaped forward with great speed, turned around and attacked Yu Wushuang again.
Yu Wushuang happened to shake her head to look at it, but the spirit beast on the side of her head pounced again.
The appearance of the spirit beast had caused a commotion. Everyone looked at the spirit beast. At that moment, many people recognized the spirit beast. The Yuyan Fantasy Level 5 spirit beast was the contracted spirit beast of the fourth princess.
Everyone knows that contracted spirit beasts never attack others at will, so it was surprising that Yu Yan attacked that woman so blatantly.
But what was even more surprising was that the woman had no cultivation at all and was completely missed both times. Her luck was really unlucky.
"Is it a coincidence?" Prince Dong Yinchuan was surprised.
"uncertain."
Dong Chenyuan squinted his eyes. The last time she glanced at him was a coincidence. Is this attack by the spirit beast another coincidence? Did he miss it twice by accident?
If it's not a coincidence, then this woman is definitely a top expert.