The cruel little princess

Fu Junhua knelt in the carriage, his knees aching. He tried hard to control his inner thoughts, which were like a surging tide, almost drowning him.

He took a deep breath and then touched the ground with his head. His forehead made a dull sound when it collided with the floor of the carriage. He said sadly, "Princess, I will not refuse your order even if I die!

No matter how things develop later, I will never involve the princess!

I only hope that the princess will keep me safe because of my loyalty!"

His voice was choked with sobs, as if he were truly a loyal minister who disregarded life and death.

However, Fu Junhua knew better than anyone that with Princess Fukang's temperament, once she encountered trouble, she would probably try to absolve herself of responsibility as soon as possible and push all the problems onto others.

Not to mention keeping him safe, it's a blessing that he wasn't taken advantage of!

Princess Fukang is like a selfish hedgehog. When danger comes, she will abandon everyone who approaches her without hesitation!

As long as she is safe and sound, that's enough!

In her eyes, others are just pawns that can be discarded at will.

Fu Junhua tried hard to suppress the grief in his heart, but underneath the grief there was a hint of secret joy, like a faint fire flickering in the darkness.

After he bowed to Princess Fukang, he slowly exited the carriage.

The sunlight outside was a little dazzling. He sat quietly in the front, watching the carriage moving forward in a bumpy manner. The dust raised was like his fate at the moment, uncertain.

His future is like this moving carriage, confusing yet inexplicably firm.

Because he knew that in the vortex of this palace, only he could control his own destiny, even in the most dangerous way.

However, he was not afraid at all about this matter. Because no matter what he did, Sister You would definitely help him get out of this situation!

We can only fight against the enemy with our troops and block the water with earth!

Shen Zijin and others rode non-stop all the way. When they arrived at Puning Temple, the sun was already high in the sky and it was almost noon.

The sunlight shines on the vermilion gate and golden glazed tiles of Puning Temple, reflecting a dazzling light, but it can hardly hide the fatigue on everyone's faces.

Shen Zijin looked at his sister's tired face, his eyes full of pity.

My younger sister Shen Youyou was already frail, and the bumpy ride made her look even more haggard, with her cheeks slightly pale and her eyes full of fatigue.

He couldn't help but sigh softly, and said softly: "Youyou, go and rest for a while, have some vegetarian food later, recover some strength, and then we will go to worship mother!

If you feel better this afternoon, I'll take you to visit Puning Temple. Rest for a night, and we'll rush back to the capital tomorrow."

His Royal Highness Prince Jin stood aside. Although he didn't say much, the concern in his eyes was clearly visible. He actually didn't want his little princess to run back and forth like this and be tired. Every subtle expression revealed his love for Shen Youyou.

He looked at Shen Youyou affectionately, took a step forward, and gently held her hand, "Youyou, I'll accompany you to rest for a while."

The voice was low and gentle, and seemed to carry a reassuring power.

Shen Youyou nodded slightly. She also knew her current physical condition, especially since she was pregnant with a fetus. She couldn't joke about her own and her child's health!

So he followed them to the room that had been prepared long ago.

In the afternoon, the sunlight became softer and the breeze gently blew on the flowers, plants and trees in Puning Temple.

Shen Zijin, along with his sister and brother-in-law, walked through the winding corridors and courtyards as if they were familiar with the place and arrived at the Hall of Rebirth.

It is solemn and dignified here, and the air is filled with a quiet and dignified atmosphere.

There are rows of tablets in the hall, among which are the ashes and tablet of Shen Youyou's mother.

Shen Youyou stood there, looking at the strange yet familiar tablet, feeling a mixture of emotions in her heart.

Although she had never seen her mother, she knew from the few words of her father and elder brother that her mother was a great woman, a mother who risked her life to protect the younger one and gave birth to the original owner. This kindness and maternal love made her full of deep respect for this mother whom she had never met!

The three of them respectfully picked up the incense, lit it, bowed three times towards the tablet, and kowtowed devoutly.

The curl of incense seemed to be a bridge of communication between them and their mother. It was a tribute to the deceased and a deep remembrance of their mother!

Shen Youyou stood in front of her mother's tablet, her heart surging with emotions.

Her hands trembled slightly and her eyes were fixed on the tablet, as if she wanted to see through it the mother she had never met.

She thought, Mother, what kind of person are you?

You paid the price of your life to give birth to the original owner. What a deep and great love this is!

Every breath is like a conversation with my mother across time and space.

Although I have no memory of you, I know that my current life is given by you, which makes me full of awe and gratitude to you.

This fragrance is my belated greeting to you, and this end is my deep respect for you. I hope you can feel my longing in another world!

"Youyou, go with Huaijin and take a walk around.

You can also go to the host to listen to his lectures and pray for the fetus in your womb!

I want to stay here with my mother more!"

Shen Zijin's face was somewhat sad, with tears flickering in his eyes. He lowered his head slightly, lost in memories.

He is different from his sister. His sister had no memory of her mother since she was born and has no way to recall her.

He lived with his mother when he was a child, and every scene of those wonderful childhood days was a happy memory with his mother.

His mother's smile, gentle touch, and bedtime stories are all like bright stars, embedded in the sky of his memory. Now he can only place his thoughts and feelings in this palace of the dead.

"Brother..." Shen Youyou opened her red lips slightly, wanting to persuade her brother not to be so overly sad, but when the words came to her lips, it seemed as if something was blocking her throat, making it difficult for her to utter a word.

She knew very well that the affection between her elder brother and her mother was extremely deep, like the mountains and the sea. Such a strong feeling of longing could not be easily soothed by a few simple words of comfort.

Shen Zijin was seen suppressing his inner grief and trying hard to force a smile on his face.

However, in the eyes of others, this smile was even more heartbreaking than crying, and it was simply horrible.

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head again, as if he was completely immersed in his own sad world, unaware of everything in the outside world.

"Well, big brother. I'll wait for you to come and listen to the master's lecture later."

Shen Youyou spoke in a voice so soft that it was almost inaudible, and then she carefully took the arm of His Royal Highness Prince Jin, and the two of them slowly walked out of the Hall of Rebirth together.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed out like lightning. Looking closely, it turned out to be An Yi.

His movements were as swift as the wind, his form as ghostly as a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of everyone, kneeling on one knee with his head bowed low. In a deep voice that only those present could hear, he reported the latest situation to His Royal Highness Prince Jin: "Your Highness, Princess Fukang is leading Master Fu all the way in our direction! I wonder if I need to send any more people..."

Having said that, An Yi paused for a moment, then made a meaningful gesture.

The meaning is self-evident, which is to ask His Royal Highness Prince Jin whether to take some special measures to prevent Princess Fukang and Master Fu from arriving.

Shen Youyou and His Royal Highness Prince Jin looked at each other and saw strong disgust in each other's eyes.

Shen Youyou frowned and curled her lips, "Tsk, this Princess Fukang really is haunting me! She's everywhere!"

Her tone was full of impatience. She felt a headache when she thought of Princess Fukang's arrogant and unreasonable look.

"Don't worry about her! She won't cause any trouble for the time being!"

His Royal Highness Prince Jin frowned slightly, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes, but he remained calm and ordered, "Pay close attention and protect Master Fu's safety."

He knew very well that Mr. Fu was an innocent man and could not let him be harmed.

"As you command!" After receiving the order, An Yi disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if he had never appeared.

Princess Fukang, accompanied by Fu Junhua, maids, guards and others, inquired along the way and hurried towards the Hall of Rebirth.

Their figures appeared somewhat hurried and messy on the path of Puning Temple.

When they arrived, they saw Shen Zijin kneeling alone in the Hall of Rebirth, staring blankly ahead with empty eyes. It was unknown what he was thinking. His lonely and desolate figure looked particularly desolate in this solemn and dignified Hall of Rebirth.

Shen Zijin was immersed in the thoughts of his mother when he suddenly heard a loud noise.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes still filled with sadness and contemplation, but after seeing who was coming, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

It turned out to be Princess Fukang!