I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

Whatever the Master wishes is what he wishes.

Zhishou didn't think any more and just headed forward against the crowd.

"Bam—"

A sharp whistle cut through the night sky.

The fireworks exploded and bloomed in the sky, causing cheers.

“Wow—it’s so pretty!”

"Look! Fireworks!"

“It’s even bigger than the ones during Chinese New Year!”

People rushed to the vicinity of Baiyujing, looked up at the night sky where fireworks were blooming, and immersed themselves in this magnificent and shocking feast.

Everyone is watching the fireworks.

Ying Zheng stood at the highest point of Baiyujing, looking down at everyone.

Su Jinyue looked at the fireworks, then looked at Ying Zheng, and Fusu beside Ying Zheng.

It’s so nice…look…now~

Looking from this angle, the two people have similar features and eyes, like they are the same person at different stages of their lives.

The genes of the old Ying family are just great!

Of course, she is no exception.

Who is not a painting in the eyes of others?

The purple color on Baiyujing has dazzled the eyes of countless young men downstairs.

With silver hair and purple robe, she has an ethereal appearance and leans lazily on the railing.

A simple glance back has amazed the youth of countless people.

"Master Imperial Master is so beautiful. Do you think I would look prettier if I wore purple?"

A girl in green downstairs looked at Su Jinyue infatuatedly and murmured.

"Don't be stupid."

The girl in pink next to her glanced at her strangely and kindly reminded her.

"Don't you remember that girl from the Qian family? She was so arrogant that she insisted on wearing purple. People laughed at her and called her a monkey pretending to be a human. She had no charm at all."

The girl in green still looked in Su Jinyue's direction and answered without turning her head.

"I know, Sister Panpan, even if there is a purple robe in front of me, I will not wear it. I always feel that it will offend the Grand Master."

The girl named Panpan gently took the green-dressed girl's arm and said, "Yes, who would want to offend the Imperial Master~"

There are thousands of ready-made clothes in the Daqin Clothing Shop, but not a single purple robe.

No one in Xianyang city wore purple.

This is because everyone silently avoided this color and spontaneously maintained this dignified appearance for Su Jinyue.

The fireworks were over and it was already late at night.

Everyone returned home one after another. Su Jinyue was under the supervision of her good father the whole time. She had no contact with alcohol and no longer acted drunkenly or did anything outrageous. She returned to Yuehua Palace peacefully and fell into a sweet sleep.

It's the end of another year and the beginning of a new year.

Everyone is embarking on a new journey with great anticipation.

Only Fu Ya tossed and turned all night, the howling cold wind outside the window hitting the windowsill from time to time, making him upset.

The next day, the first day of the first lunar month, was dawning.

The colorful lights on both sides of the street have not been removed yet, swaying gently in the breeze, as if lingering on the grand scene of last night.

At this time in the past, the streets and alleys would have been filled with children playing.

However, everyone played too late yesterday and is now still sleeping soundly on the warm couches, all staying in bed, even the adults.

Therefore, the streets are much quieter than before.

Fu Ya had a pair of big dark circles under her eyes, and without any servants, she wandered on the street like a lonely ghost.

The sudden scene from yesterday kept appearing in his mind.

At the corner of the Baiyujing stairs, a young servant hurried forward and bumped into him. When he came to his senses, the young servant had turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

At the same time, a piece of broken jade appeared in his arms.

The broken jade was wrapped in a crumpled piece of paper with an address scribbled on it.

He followed the direction written on the paper and unconsciously quickened his pace.

Soon, we reached the end of the street.

However, the street corner was empty and no one was waiting for him.

Only the cold cement road and mottled walls revealed loneliness in the morning light.

Fu Ya's heart was full of doubts.

Did I come too early?

There's no time written on the paper...

Is this so lax? Making such a low-level mistake!

Fu Ya looked around, but still no one was suspicious.

He wondered for a moment, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly noticed something different on the wall at the corner of the street.

It was a slightly raised brick, standing out from the surrounding walls.

Fu Ya walked closer to take a closer look, and gently pushed the bricks and stones, and sure enough, there was something different.

He looked around cautiously, and after making sure that no one was around, he took out the bricks and stones. Sure enough, there was a roll of paper inside.

Restraining her pounding heart, Fu Ya put the bricks back, turned around and ran in the direction she came from.

"Da da da……"

The footsteps gradually faded away, and Fu Ya's figure gradually disappeared at the corner of the street.

A hand rested on the brick.

The hunched old man quickly took out the stone and checked it, then carefully put it back as it was, and staggered towards the direction Fu Ya left.

Fu Ya walked away and had no idea what happened after she left.

He walked back home in one breath with his head down, and sat in the study before he came to his senses.

He hesitated as he took out the roll of paper from his arms, and did not unfold it for a long time.

Is it a turning point? Or a conspiracy?

How should I choose?

At noon, the warm sun slowly rises to the center.

A dark cloud blew over, slowly covering the sun and dyeing the sky dark, like an ominous sign.

Fu Ya finally unfolded the scroll.

On the small scroll were written a few blurry, crooked characters: "The fish sashimi shop in the west of the city leads the Imperial Master there alone."

Fu Ya was so frightened that she held the paper roll tightly and rolled it into a ball.

National Division?

How could he be the national teacher?

What is he going to do?

I thought of the little figure who always took a nap during court meetings.

Ever since that lively girl joined the court, the entire court seemed to become lively.

From disliking her at first, to accepting her, and then to protecting her, Fu Ya, like many people, softened her heart more and more, and gradually regarded Su Jinyue as her own junior.

And that head full of white hair.

Fu Ya couldn't bear it.

But, but!

When I was at my wit's end, it was he who came to my aid.

The life-saving grace should be repaid with a spring of water.

People cannot stand without faith.

He once promised that with this broken jade, he could do anything.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and remained cloudy for a long time on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

The sun never reappeared until night fell.

A gust of cold wind blew in and the door was pushed open, creaking.

The young servant walked into the study, lit the candle carefully, and then slowly walked out of the room, closing the door before leaving.

"Ah~"

Sigh.

Fu Ya came back to her senses from her thoughts, raised her head, unfolded the scroll in her hand, and read it again.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

A moment later.

Fu Ya suddenly opened her eyes, stood up, walked quickly to the candlelight, and placed the paper scroll on the flame.

Tongues of flame suddenly shot up and engulfed the paper.

It was not until the flames spread to her fingers that Fu Ya threw away the remaining paper corner in pain.

"If anything happens, Yading will kill himself to compensate you for your life."