Chapter 6 The Prince Regent who seized power is cruel and ruthless 6
Chapter 6 The regent’s father is ruthless when he seizes power 6
The Heavenly Master knelt on the ground, his head hung low, as if he had been killed by his neck, and his body was hanging in one place.
After a long time, the Heavenly Master let out a long "ha", then he took a breath like a zombie exhaling, raised his head, and stared at the regent with light in his eyes.
The regent sat with his legs crossed, his relaxed posture and expression looked dismissive and condescending in the eyes of the Heavenly Master.
Human life is important to him... The Heavenly Master looked at the little fat baby standing next to him who was being fed. Maybe this child could be a turning point.
He had predicted the destiny. He also hinted to the regent that destiny cannot be violated.
It was these "well-intentioned" reminders that made him a staunch defender of the princelings in the eyes of the regent.
The Heavenly Master thought for a moment and wrote on the ground with his index finger.
The regent glanced at it and said, "Give the Heavenly Master a seat to unlock and serve with pen and ink."
Fuchen was constantly being fed grapes by the regent, and he was so busy that he ran over with little short legs and saw the Heavenly Master writing four big words on the paper, "Stand-in blocks life."
The regent stood up, picked up another grape and stuffed it into Fuchen's mouth.
Fuchen had not finished eating the food in his mouth. He stared at the paper, positioned his mouth precisely, bit down the grape, and then chewed "niang" and "niang".
"What are the requirements?" asked the Regent.
The Heavenly Master reached out to Fuchen.
The regent grabbed Fuchen's little hand and stretched it over.
The Heavenly Master stared at the lifeline in his hand, and wrote a string of words on the paper: "The year of Renyin, the month of Renyin, and the day of Yimao are all right."
Fuchen couldn't understand the words in front of him, but he was a little confused by the four words in the back. He subconsciously looked up at the golden thigh - the regent.
The regent thought he wanted to hug him, so he grabbed his waist with one hand, put the person on his shoulder, and asked without hesitation, "What do you mean, the princess is destined to be a lone star?"
The Heavenly Master nodded. He scribbled on the paper and wrote down, "The lone star of the Heavenly Evil is the evil of calamity plus the lonely star. The stars are superimposed. The yin and yang are wrong, and the punishment is severe. There are noble people who can understand the star, but they can't help.
.Jie Gu Er Sha is afraid of Tong Chen."
"Therefore, people born in the same year, the same month, the same day, and with the same bad destiny should use poison to fight poison to offset the consequences."
He also emphasized, "Same-sex people are sisters, and opposite-sex people are husband and wife."
“It’s hard to keep someone after a thousand miles, but not even one in a hundred years.”
"If we can find this person, we can crack it."
The Heavenly Master has a solemn face and is careful in his actions. It is like the floating dust is a hot potato that must be thrown away.
"Am I that bad?" Fuchen couldn't help complaining to the system.
【roll!】
[When I met you, I had bad luck for eight lifetimes. The hosts of other systems are all smart, brave, and smart. Even the worst, they are diligent in making up for their shortcomings and seizing opportunities.]
[You? You are lazy and ignorant! After taking you, I must ask the Immortal Lord to limit the host’s permissions and not be able to freely choose the character. 】
Fuchen: "..."
When the regent saw this, he didn't react at all. He just ordered, "Look for it. There must be results within a month."
After finishing their work, the two of them took the car back.
Fuchen saw "Babaozhai" on the road and couldn't help shouting, "I want to eat! Daddy, I want to eat!"
The regent narrowed his eagle eyes slightly, revealing his disdain, and looked like he was "promising". He raised his hand to stop the carriage, and went to buy snacks with Fu Chen in his arms.
Fuchen clicked on the table in one breath, and the regent said coldly, "Don't waste it!"
If it were the past, Fuchen would definitely not dare to mess around.
But now outside, she has the vanity of a "child". She also thinks that she is seriously ill, so he must be on his own, otherwise how can he have the nerve to respond to her "Daddy"?
Therefore, Fuchen frowned, pointed at the snacks on the table, and said, "I want it! I want them all!"
Unexpectedly, the Prince Regent didn't indulge her at all. He put her on the counter, turned around and left without any regrets. The decisive figure from behind left no room for thought.
Fuchen was dumbfounded and stared at the person leaving. He couldn't see him at all before he realized what he was doing. He cried out "Ah" and jumped off the table and fell to the ground. His palms were scratched and he didn't care at all.
, chasing him out crying, "Daddy!"
"Daddy!" Fuchen cried and chased him out, but he had short legs. As soon as he saw the carriage, it ran away.
"Daddy!" Fuchen shouted to the carriage that was driving away.
The carriage made no move to stop, as if it were mocking her.
Fuchen, whose eyes were filled with tears, was filled with grievances and anger. He held his neck and shouted again, "You turtle bastard!"
The child's angry voice was shrill, and even though the distance was far away, martial arts practitioners could still hear it.
The regent, who had already ordered "Stop at the first intersection", turned dark and said, "Just go."
The princess was rude and should be taught a lesson.
People are coming and going in the market.
Fuchen's face was moist, his big eyes shed two lines of tears, and he turned to look at everything around him.
The sounds of hawking and the chatter of the passing crowd.
Looking straight down, Fuchen could only see thighs swinging back and forth, different clothes, different shoes, and scurrying dogs.
Fuchen couldn't concentrate and was always hit by others. His forehead and arms were a little painful from being hit.
There was even a fight and commotion in front of him, and Fuchen was squeezed into the crowd, bumping back and forth between his legs, and finally squeezed into the entrance of an alley.
Fuchen saw that the main road was blocked, so he turned around from the alley and took the same road from the back. It was in the right direction and he should be able to go back.
But when she walked and walked alone, the forks and irregular road shapes that appeared from time to time made her completely lost.
When she finally came out of the alley, she had no idea where she was.
The clothes of the people coming and going were ordinary, even wearing patches. There were a few beggars with unkempt hair and gray faces sitting next to them, begging for food.
Fuchen's grievance came up as soon as he said it, he opened his mouth wide and said "ah", threw his head back and cried.
The delicate little girl in gorgeous clothes cried and howled, quickly attracting people's attention.
People passing by looked at him and murmured.
The beggar next to me was the most direct and laughed, "The young lady of this family is lost and separated. She can't find anything to eat. Haha."
Fuchen pursed his lips, unable to reply.
Because what he said was right.
When his eyes were dim with tears, a white steamed bun appeared. When he opened his eyes and looked again, he saw a pair of black hands under the steamed bun, covered with dirt.
Fuchen looked at the person who handed him the steamed buns. He was a boy about the same age as himself, but he was very thin and the bones in his body were visible to the naked eye.
It's already autumn, and the clothes on my body are still thin.
The whole body is black and there is no white anywhere.
"Here you go." The boy said, his voice a little rough. It seemed that he hadn't drank water for a long time, and his throat was dry and itchy. But his eyes were dark and lively, and his plain expression had a restrained tranquility.
Like a god.
The beggars around laughed and cursed, "The beggar gives something to the eldest lady! Hahahaha! The beggar gives something to the eldest lady! Hahahaha!"
Fuchen ignored the laughter, subconsciously took the steamed bun, and squatted with the boy. Holding the steamed bun, his eyes were sad.
The boy pushed his bowl in front of Fuchen, indicating: You can make a living from this and you won't starve to death.
Fuchen turned her head and looked into the boy's eyes, which were so sincere. She shed tears of sadness.
He let out a sigh of relief and bit into the white steamed bun that was scratched black by the black hand, holding it against his choking throat.
The villain doesn't want her anymore and she has to beg to survive.
"Ahhh!" Fuchen raised his head and rubbed his eyes. He couldn't help feeling sad. Even the steamed buns couldn't stop him.
