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Chapter 134 People, Always Greedy

"Master has always been cautious. In terms of medicine, no one has been able to do it for a long time. How could he be infected with the plague?"

Fu Ziqi pursed his lips, but did not speak.

The young prince seemed to be in pain, he sneered, and seemed to be about to cry, "Who is it? The king, or those from the ancient martial arts world, or the Fu family? The master has done his best for the common people, and he has done it again and again. They couldn't see the bruises all over their bodies, they only saw that the master blocked their way, and saw that the master refused to be used by them, so they wanted to get rid of it quickly, right?"

"Xiao Jiu, go back to Wangcheng. I'm the only one here. You know, your master respects me. I'm so powerful that I can't die." Fu Ziqi could have a joking tone.

"I won't go back. I want to stay here and wait for you to go back together." The young prince seemed to be stubborn.

"I know, you are definitely not willing to ask Master to leave now. If you are willing, you won't have conflicts with those people again and again. I know, I know... Master, if you don't want to leave, I will Stay here... No matter who is the master this time, there must be something wrong with the government office!"

Fu Ziqi immediately understood that he wanted to take the blame for her.

In order to avoid chaos, the prince who was ordered by the sky to take control of the power of Qiongzhou urgently is better than the national teacher who is already in power.

"You want to be the one who controls the power of Qiongzhou here? Xiao Jiu, you are still only the prince. If you do this, you will only attract a lot of fear from the royal city!" Fu Zixi rarely gets angry, "Xiao Jiu! Be obedient! I made the decision , I don’t need a child of yours to bear it for me! Do you want me to expel you from the teacher’s school?”

And...he, the prince, is actually not doing well.Unlike other princes, he has no mother's protection, and too many people want to pull him down.

The young man knelt down with a firm tone, "So what if they are jealous of me? I am a crown prince who has worshiped the heavens and crowned a crown prince. Even if he hates me so much, he still cannot abolish my crown prince for no reason! I have With the crown prince's seal in hand, he hastily followed the authority, and his name is right and proper!"

"After this time, I will accept whatever punishment Master wants to punish me. If Master wants to drive me out of the master's door, then I will go to the observatory and kneel for ten days and a half months. Master is so soft-hearted, he will definitely Forgive me."

Fu Ziqi looked at the blurred figure outside the shed. That was her 12-year-old disciple and her only disciple. He was intelligent, precocious, and sometimes so sincere that it made one's heart soften.

Fu Ziqi closed his eyes, "You are a good learner in this area, you can talk everything out, without leaking anything."

The boy laughed, "It's all taught well by Master."

The two were silent for a moment.

The boy said: "Master, you will be fine, right?"

"Two years ago, during the Battle of Qingzhou, they forced you to intervene in a man-made disaster. Master came back bloody and retreated in the observatory. I stayed outside the observatory for 280 days, a quarter of an hour, and counted the time. I just waited until Master came out of the test... I was afraid that Master would think that I was not manly, so I never told Master that I was really, really scared."

"I was born without a mother, and was rejected by my father. They all wanted me to die early so that I could give up the crown prince. I only have master, master. You said that you will not leave me alone. You will not break your promise. Right?"

Fu Ziqi was silent for a long time, "Don't worry. You see, there are so many national teachers in history, which one didn't live to be seventy or eighty? Trust me."

……

Believe me.

Fu Ziqi opened his eyes.

At that time, she lied.

She didn't even believe herself, but tricked the child into believing her.

Although the Qiongzhou plague did not kill her, five years later, she still collapsed along with the towering observatory.

I don't know if that little prince called her a liar while crying at that time.

She was born with a life, but no one knows the second half of that life...

There is no short-lived national teacher in the past dynasties, only she, who has been burdened with the fate of "died early" since she was born.

These two words are like a big knife, hanging above her head at any time.

Fu Ziqi sneered.

"Heaven, oh heaven, after all, you have given me such a contradictory fate."

Fu Zixi sat up, rubbed his forehead, thinking that it was time for Fu Yu to wake up, and he didn't care about this memory that suddenly revived for some reason.

The past, the past, too many regrets, turned into shackles.

**
At the same time, in the ancient martial world, the Yan family.

Yan Jiuxian wore a thin coat over his shoulders, looking up at the moon.

With the cool breeze blowing, he looked extraordinarily thin today, there was not a trace of blood on his handsome face, even his lips were whitish.

He saw the afterglow of the blue-purple thunder and lightning in the distant sky, frowned slightly, and called someone, "If Zhaoming comes back, let him come to see me."

"Yes!"

Yan Jiuxian gathered his coat and walked in. After taking two steps, he suddenly became unstable and swayed.

"Little Lord!"

"Hmm...cough!" Yan Jiuxian pressed his heart, groaned, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Young master! Are you okay? I'll go find my wife!"

"Stop." Yan Jiuxian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, fixedly looked at the dazzling dark red blood on the ground, and raised his equally pale hand, "I'm fine, don't disturb others."

Yan Jiuxian turned around and went out to the library.

He walked up to the attic, looked at the sacrificial picture quietly for a long time, then raised his hand, and drew the figure of the woman in the ancient painting with a distance of a few millimeters, with soft eyebrows and eyes, as if he was looking at his own treasure. He lowered his hands again.

Yan Jiuxian walked to the balcony and looked into the dark distance.

The corner of the mouth is slightly curved, it seems to be smiling, but it also seems to be sad.

"Human, you really are greedy..." Yan Jiuxian closed his eyes and whispered to himself.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Yan Jiuxian saw Yan Zhaoming who was looking for him.

"Little uncle!"

Yan Jiuxian said lightly, "Come up."

Yan Zhaoming was stunned for a while, tried a bit, and found that he could already enter the barrier.

When he went up to the attic, he first saw the sacrificial picture hanging on a separate wall. Looking at the back of the person in the picture, he didn't know why, but he felt a strange feeling in his heart.He always felt that the people in this painting gave him a feeling of deja vu.

"Come here." Yan Jiuxian's voice came.

Yan Zhaoming withdrew his gaze and came to Yan Jiuxian's side, "Little uncle, you just had an attack last night, and your health is still not good, why are you here blowing again?"

Yan Jiuxian raised his hand to indicate that it was okay, "How is Qiqi? Are you happy?"

Yan Zhaoming: "She is so greedy, of course she is happy."

Yan Jiuxian smiled, "That's good."

Yan Zhaoming was in a complicated mood. Ever since he could remember, Yan Jiuxian had been cold-hearted and indifferent to everything. The first time he saw Yan Jiuxian changed, it was because of Fu Ziqi.

Yan Jiuxian had never been a nosy person, but he cared so much about Fu Ziqi who he met for the first time.

"Did something else happen today? Qiqi rebuilt the foundation for Fu Yu?"

(End of this chapter)