Prince Duan did not expect that instead of waiting for the imperial physician to come, he instead waited for the old magician who had committed such a serious crime and was destined to have no heirs. Even if he had heirs, he would not be able to keep them.
"Go, ask Miss Feng to bring the dumplings. I will slap that magic stick in the face today." King Duan is the God of Killing with blood-stained hands. He has taken countless lives in his life. He never believes it.
What kind of destiny, but the so-called destiny made fun of him all the time.
If there is really destiny in this world, then he joined the heavenly family and should have enjoyed the wealth and honor in the world. Why should he fight for his future like an ordinary person?
If there really is destiny in this world, and he killed so many people, and if there is really evil retribution, why not retaliate those evil consequences on him, but on his son.
He was a murderer all over the country, and he was a murderer all over Xiling. But have these people ever thought about whether he was willing to do this?
As a prince, even if he was not favored, he was served by others and grew up. Before going to the battlefield, he had crushed ants to death at most, but he had never killed anyone or seen blood.
He didn't believe in fate, and he didn't want to believe it, but the old Imperial Master's words cast a shadow on his heart. He had been very uneasy all these years, fearing that the old Imperial Master's words would be effective.
Therefore, he bowed his head. As soon as something happened to his son, he invited the old imperial master.
"The Imperial Master of Xiling?" There is such a person in Xiling, why didn't she know about it.
Feng Qingchen looked at the butler of Prince Duan's Mansion with a puzzled look on his face. The butler hesitated for a moment and then spoke slowly: "As for the girl, the Imperial Master has been in seclusion in the ancestral temple and has not appeared in front of others for more than ten years. In these years, even if
As a child of the royal family, he can only see the Imperial Master occasionally.
The Imperial Preceptor left the ancestral temple this time because he was invited by the prince to come for the sake of the Crown Prince. When the girl and the others see the Imperial Preceptor, they can ask him for advice. If they want to get one word from the Imperial Preceptor, the girl is
It will be of endless use throughout my life.”
The subtext is that Feng Qingchen is lucky and has benefited from Tuanzi.
"Oh..." Feng Qingchen suddenly realized it, with a look of surprise on his face.
Khan...it's really not easy to pretend to be flattered by Feng Qingchen.
You know, Feng Qingchen has even met the descendants of the temple. Would she still care about the Xiling Imperial Master?
No matter how powerful the Xiling Imperial Master is, he is probably not as powerful as the descendants of the temple.
Feng Qingchen didn't take this kind of imperial master seriously at all, and walked towards the flower hall with the dumpling in his arms. The result of not caring was to scare people to death...
When Xiling Imperial Master saw Feng Qingchen and Tuanzi walking in, his drowsy eyes suddenly opened with fear: "You, you two... are both dead, how is it possible, how is it possible...
Who are you?"
The old Imperial Master was so excited that he couldn't restrain himself for a moment. He stood up directly, pointed at Feng Qingchen and Tuanzi tremblingly, and muttered that both Feng Qingchen and Tuanzi deserved to die and should not live.
The old Imperial Master's movement was so sudden that Feng Qingchen was unprepared for the moment. Tuanzi was startled. Although his body did not tremble, his face turned pale, his lips trembled, and his head desperately dug into Feng Qingchen's arms.
Prince Duan's face turned dark immediately. He slapped the table and stood up. Just as he was thinking about something, he was stopped by Feng Qingchen's look.
Feng Qingchen comforted Tuanzi. Not only was he not angry, but he pointed at himself and Tuanzi with a curious look on his face: "You, your dead person, are we two?"
This kind of accusation was completely childish. Feng Qingchen was not surprised at all. He was very playful. He walked out into the sunshine with the dumpling in his arms and asked with a surprised look on his face: "Hey... we have shadows. Sir, you
Are you sure we are dead? Shouldn’t we live in this world?”
Feng Qingchen hugged the dumpling and bathed in the sunshine, smiling sweetly. After the dumpling in his arms calmed down, his face looked cute. Feng Qingchen turned sideways and faced the light, and the beam of light hit the two of them, changing their expressions.
It was blurred, and there was a faint golden light lingering around the body.
Before the Imperial Master and Yixuan could recover from the shock, Prince Duan pretended to be serious and scolded him: "Don't be ridiculous, my son is a fairy boy who came to earth."
As for Feng Qingchen?
Prince Duan said that he would not admit that Feng Qingchen was beautiful bathing in the sun, especially that smile, which could warm people's hearts. No wonder his son would rely on Feng Qingchen. His son really had a vision.
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"Impossible, impossible, how is this possible?" The old master fell into self-doubt and kept shaking his head: "I will never be wrong, I will never be wrong, you are obviously the ones who deserve to die, your fate
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"It seems that we came at the wrong time." The sun was shining brightly outside, and Feng Qingchen was not happy about it. He kept basking in the sun outside, and walked in with the dumplings in his arms. He didn't need to greet Prince Duan, so he sat down opposite the Imperial Master.
"You, who are you?" The old Imperial Master pointed at Feng Qingchen, his tone was extremely stern. Yi Xuan beside him also frowned. His intuition told him that this woman was the same as Fu Lin from Dongling.
They are all dangerous people.
He couldn't understand this woman's destiny, it was very strange.
Just like Grandpa said, this woman's face should be that of a dying person, but it's not surprising, her face seems to have changed...
"I am the Xuannv of the Nine Heavens, do you believe it?" Feng Qingchen followed Prince Duan's words, and then felt that these words were too sharp, and added lightly: "You definitely won't believe it, maybe I am a vixen,
You will believe it instead."
"Pfft..." Prince Duan couldn't help but laugh: "I still believe that I am the only one who doesn't take the so-called life seriously, and it seems that Miss Feng does too."
"No, I believe in fate." Feng Qingchen opened his right hand: "The line on the palm of my hand is called the fate line. My destiny is in my own hands."
Feng Qingchen smiled slightly, clenched his hand, took it back, and looked up at the old Imperial Preceptor: "This must be the Imperial Preceptor of your country. I'm rude to you, a daughter of the people."
Although she was talking nicely, Feng Qingchen held the dumplings in her arms and remained motionless, with no intention of saluting at all.
Think about it, no one will be happy if someone points their nose at you and says: You deserve to die and you should not live.
You know, there is only one Wang Jinling in this world, and not everyone has Wang Jinling's good demeanor and good cultivation.
After all, the old Imperial Master was a man who had experienced great storms, so the group calmed down, said a few words of disrespect, and sat down.
The old Imperial Master did not speak casually, but looked at Feng Qingchen from beginning to end with a serious look on his face. After a while, he said inscrutably: "Young girl is a sensible person. Is what I said true or false? You are better than others."
It’s clearer that the girl doesn’t want to talk about this matter, so I’ll do it without mentioning it. Let me remind the girl that everything has its own laws, and the girl should stick to her duty and don’t try to change her fate against the will of heaven.”
"Change your destiny against the will of heaven? Master Imperial Master, do you really think that I am the mysterious goddess from the Nine Heavens descending to earth? If I have the ability to change my destiny against the heavens, why would I be sitting here?" Feng Qingchen looked careless.
He looked like his lungs, but he was secretly alert in his heart.
I don’t know if this Imperial Master is really capable or just a fool. If he is capable, then you have to be careful. No matter how powerful this kind of expert is, he will always have some abilities that ordinary people can’t imagine.
, she had better stay away so as not to be remembered.
If she is blind, then there is nothing to be afraid of. After all, the other party is not a Taoist priest, and she is not a demon.
But Feng Qingchen didn't know that because of her qualifications, she had already been noticed by others.
Not only the old Imperial Master, but also Fu Lin were also very curious about Feng Qingchen's destiny. But Fulin was smarter and would not violate someone's forbidden area, so as not to attract a jealous man.
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The old Imperial Master did not have such scruples. He had just come out of seclusion and was not very clear about the current situation in the world. Naturally, he did not know that his inquisitive approach would arouse the dissatisfaction of the man behind Feng Qingchen.
The old Imperial Master stared at Feng Qingchen with sharp eyes and said: "Girl, you should understand in your heart that there are many people who have changed their lives because of others. Your appearance..."
After the old Imperial Master returned to normal, he showed his masterly demeanor in every aspect. He was aware of everything. What you did was nothing but an ugly act in my eyes.
Feng Qingchen laughed and did not answer. The Imperial Master had already decided in his heart that no matter how much she tried, it would be of no use.
If the other party was really a master, she wrote a letter back to Dongling and called Fu Lin to fight with him. She didn't believe that the other party could still kill her.
With this thought, the last fear in her heart disappeared. Feng Qingchen turned to look at Prince Duan and said proactively: "Your Majesty, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."
"Yes." Prince Duan did not stop him. The words of the old Imperial Preceptor made Prince Duan extremely unhappy. He was originally hoping that the Imperial Preceptor would say a few nice words to make him feel at ease, but in the end, he just opened his mouth.
The son is dead.
If he had known that he would hear such words, he would rather not invite people here. As a result, not only did he not feel at ease, but he became even worse.
The old Imperial Master knew that his previous performance was too unimpressive, so he did not speak to Feng Qingchen at this time, but only gave Feng Qingchen and Tuanzi a meaningful look.
Tuanzi's face was expressionless, Feng Qingchen didn't care, but Prince Duan was a little dissatisfied. Fortunately, the old Imperial Master was not only good at calculations, but also could read people's faces. Before Prince Duan could speak, he stood up and said goodbye to Prince Duan.
Before leaving, he finally said something that satisfied Prince Duan: "Everyone has a destiny, but the destiny is not static. The prince's destiny has changed. The prince no longer has to worry about the prince. The prince will be safe and smooth at this time."
"I have passed away a long time ago. Even the King of Hell cannot take away my son." Although Prince Duan remained tough on his face, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
He said he didn't believe in fate, but in his heart he was always influenced by the old imperial master's orders. He was afraid that he had forced his son to come and would not be able to keep him...
He was destined to be childless, but he had a son; his heir died in infancy, but his son survived!
His fate was finally no longer decided by the old Imperial Master's mouth!
A note to readers:
I’ll give you two chapters first, the third chapter may be a little late...it’s uncomfortable.