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Born from a lowly mother, impure blood, a fate of damnation, and a slave mark on the body...

If we count them carefully, the seventh prince Beitang Xian has countless reasons why he cannot inherit the throne. It is conceivable that 90% of the officials in the court are opposed to it.

Of course, these voices of opposition were eventually suppressed by various means.

***

Winter goes and spring comes, and it is March again.

The peach blossoms outside are in bloom, and the vibrant pink color of the trees is one of the most beautiful and moving sights of spring.

Yan Jiuting was sitting in front of the window with a book on the table, but his mind was not here. His eyes fell gently on the girl who was standing on tiptoe to pick flower petals under the tree, and never moved away for a moment.

Fu Yuan's birthday is in three months.

She didn't know when she was born, so Yan Jiuting took the day he first saw her as her birthday.

Time flies so fast. They look the same as before, but ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

It sounds like a long way off, but to him, it is too short.

The cold winter has long passed, but the man still wears his cloak. Upon closer inspection, his figure seems to have become much thinner.

Outside the house, the girl was carrying a small basket, which was full of petals.

In addition to hidden weapons and traps, Ling Yin also has great cooking skills. These petals are what she plans to use to make peach blossom cakes.

"Master, please stop reading." Fu Yuan handed the basket to Ling Yin, then quickly ran over and hugged the man's arm, saying coquettishly, "Will you accompany me to fly a kite?"

After they expressed their feelings to each other, Fu Yuan became more clingy and didn't want to be separated from him for a moment. If she hadn't tried hard to suppress it, she would have been discovered by the people in the building long ago.

If Yan Jiuting had time, he would basically let her do whatever she wanted. Now that he was being pestered to go out, he just smiled and touched the girl's head and agreed: "Okay."

The girl's eyes suddenly turned into crescents as she smiled. She was overjoyed and leaned over to kiss the man on the cheek: "Master is so nice!"

The two walked out one after the other.

Yan Jiuting looked at the person in front of him and called softly, "Huahua."

"Ok?"

"Have you decided what you want for your birthday present?"

Every year on her birthday, Yan Jiuting would give her a gift. Each time it was different, but it was exactly what Fu Yuan liked and needed.

This was the first time I asked her what she wanted.

But this is the third time he has asked this question this year.

Fu Yuan felt that he was a little strange, but didn't think much about it. Maybe it was because this year their relationship was no longer just master and disciple.

"I'd be happy with any gift Master gives me." She tilted her head and looked at the man, smiling beautifully, "But I've already got the gift I wanted most, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't give me one."

What she wanted most was him, and if possible, she wanted to be with him for the rest of her life.

One should not think too much about greedy things, so she only prayed that they could grow old together in this life.

Yan Jiuting understood everything she didn't say.

But precisely because I understand her, I love her even more and don't want to let her go.

What would happen to his little flowers if he was not around?

She is spoiled, picky and willful. When she is unhappy, she will have a bad temper and her living habits are also very special.

He didn't feel comfortable leaving her with anyone except himself, as they didn't know how to raise her.

But the man's voice kept echoing in his mind, warning him.

[If you don't leave now, you will kill her. ]

[Ten lifetimes of death, this is the rule you set yourself. As long as you survive this lifetime, no one can stop you.]

[Make a decision as soon as possible. Your body won’t last much longer...]

***

Beitang Xian has been on the throne for nearly two years. Because of his swift and decisive way of governing the country, the court officials both respect and fear him.

Some of the martial arts sects that had colluded with Beitang Xiao to rebel, led by the Meisha League, were all suppressed and crushed by the imperial cavalry, and the stubborn resisters were beheaded on the spot.

Under Beitang Xian's governance, Beiying has become increasingly powerful in the past two years, while the martial arts sects have been severely damaged by the change of dynasties and have to hide under his influence. In order to have a better future, many martial arts people have also joined the court.

Judging from the current situation, it is just a matter of time before the Beiying royal family unifies the world.

"Your Majesty." Lan Shu knocked on the door gently, then walked in and bowed to report, "Everything is normal at Qianji Tower."

At this point, he paused, raised his eyes and looked at the man in bright yellow robe and indifferent expression above him, seeming a little conflicted.

Seeing this, the man looked over and asked, "What's going on?"

His tone was clearly normal, but because of his current identity, it inexplicably carried a hint of intimidation.

Lan Shu suddenly felt more pressured, and his voice unconsciously lowered a lot: "Miss Fu Yuan asked me to tell you not to send spies to keep an eye on Qianji Tower in the future, and don't bother her anymore."

Now that I have started talking, I have to finish it in one go.

Lan Shu gritted his teeth and continued, "She said that the former Seventh Prince could be her friend, but now that Beitang Xian has become the Lord of Beiying, she hopes he won't become her enemy."

From the moment he began to extend his hand into the martial arts world, Fu Yuan saw his ambition.

Ascending the throne and expanding the territory were not his ultimate goals.

What he wanted was for the divided world to be reunited, and for every piece of land he looked at to bear the mark of the Beitang royal family.

It is impossible for Qianji Tower to stay out of it. Even though they were once friends of life and death, a ruler with absolute power will never allow anything that may threaten him to exist.

After Lan Shu finished speaking, Beitang Xian did not respond for a long time.

He couldn't help but be curious about what expression the young emperor would have at this moment.

So he boldly looked up again, but was shocked to see... the man was laughing?

It was not a sneer, nor was it a creepy laugh, nor was it a laugh of extreme anger.

How to describe it? It seems like there is a kind of... calm madness before the storm.

Lan Shu thought that this might be because since His Majesty ascended the throne, Miss Fu Yuan never kept his appointment again.

Although His Majesty visited her secretly many times, she never showed up once.

"Did she say anything else?"

"She said she hoped that Your Majesty would be a good emperor."

Lan Shu naturally couldn't understand the deeper meaning of these words, but Beitang Xian knew that she was saying goodbye.

For Yan Jiuting, she had to stay away from him, even to a place where he could never find her, just to protect that man.

She once said that she would never like anyone.

She also said that he was a good friend and she no longer hated him.

But now, she likes someone else and doesn't want him as a friend anymore.

Why? Because he became the emperor.

If she didn't like him, he could just stop being a big shot. Why did she ignore him? Why... did she want to escape from him forever.

The man's slender five fingers suddenly covered his cheeks. After a long while, he whispered, "Send a message. Princess Jinse will be getting married in ten days. I hope she can come to the wedding."