Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

The Fucha family was also in chaos at this moment.

"You little brat, you are getting more and more daring. You even dare to go to a place where smallpox is rampant. Do you want to make your father and me angry to death?" Guaerjia hugged Fukang'an tightly, her eyes full of anger and worry. She slapped his back hard, tears pouring out like a dam breaking.

Fu Heng's face turned blue with rage, and he swung the cane in his hand even more fiercely. "Madam, please stay away. I must beat this brat to death today, so that he won't do anything that will bring shame to the family. He doesn't care about his life, but we still have our dignity!"

Upon hearing this, Guaerjia cried even harder, but she didn't leave. Instead, she hugged Fukang'an even tighter, fearing that Fuheng would really take action. She choked up and said, "Master, you can't do this. Yaolin is our son. How could you have the heart to kill him?"

Fu Heng paused his movements and looked at Fu Kang'an in Guaerjia's arms, his heart aching. But he gritted his teeth and said, "Madam, please don't protect him. This kid is outrageous. He actually ran to a place where smallpox is rampant, disregarding his own safety. What if he gets sick? Our family can't afford to lose this person."

Guaerjia wiped her tears, raised her head and glared at Fu Heng, "What are you going to do? Are you really going to beat Yaolin to death?" Fu Heng frowned and said helplessly, "What else can we do? We can't just sit there and watch him mess around."

At this time, Fukangan sighed, broke free from Guarjia's arms, stood in front of the two of them, and comforted them: "Father, mother, don't be anxious for now, listen to me carefully."

Then he waved his hand to signal everyone else in the room to leave. When only the three of them were left in the room, he raised a finger and said mysteriously, "Look!" As soon as he finished speaking, a cluster of flames suddenly appeared at his fingertips, jumping as if they had life.

Fu Heng and Guaerjia rubbed their eyes in disbelief and looked again and again. The flame was dancing on his fingertips, but his fingers showed no signs of burning.

"This...what is going on? Are you also possessed by a demon?" Fu Heng tightly grasped the vine and stood in front of Guaerjia with a vigilant look on his face, his body as tense as a fully drawn bow.

Guaerjia hid behind him, tremblingly poking half of her head out, her eyes filled with fear and nervousness, and shouted loudly: "You... why did you possess my son! Leave immediately, or I will ask Princess Zichen to subdue you! She is a fairy!"

"Hahahaha..." Fu Kang'an couldn't help but laugh out loud at his parents' reactions. He quickly explained, "Father, Mother, there's nothing magical about me. Like Ziwei, I have special abilities. Look..." He pointed to a small pomegranate tree on a nearby table.

The small pomegranate tree, with its leaves drooping and a listless appearance, suddenly began to grow rapidly under the astonished gaze of Fu Heng and his wife. Its branches and leaves stretched out, and it burst into life. Soon, it grew taller than the pot, its roots even poking several cracks in the pot. Soon, the tree blossomed with many beautiful flowers and produced several small, exquisite pomegranates.

Guarjia pointed at the pomegranates and said, "They're blooming and bearing fruit? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be unbelievable."

Even though Fu Heng was knowledgeable and experienced, he was so shocked that he didn't know what to say. His son had become so powerful.

"Father, Mother, Ziwei and I are no longer ordinary mortals. Smallpox poses no threat to us. Moreover, if there really is a smallpox epidemic over there, General Zhaohui will definitely be affected, and the army needs to be appeased."

Speaking of business, Fu Heng's tone became serious and his expression became much calmer. After learning about Fu Kang'an's ability, he naturally stopped trying to stop him and his worries were alleviated a lot.

"Are you sure, Princess, that you have the ability to completely solve the problem of smallpox? It's an eternal problem!" Fu Heng asked with some doubt.

Fu Kang'an nodded firmly, his eyes full of confidence: "I believe her. If she says she can solve it, then she will definitely solve it."

Seeing that his parents no longer objected, Fu Kang'an breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Son, go pack your things first. We'll leave after lunch."

Guarjia nodded and gently instructed, "Go ahead. The temperature there varies greatly between day and night. Don't forget to bring thick clothes."

Fu Kang'an smiled and nodded, then turned and left. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, looked back at his parents, a glint of light in his eyes, and said slowly: "When your son comes back, I will make you twenty years younger like the emperor." After saying this, he left the room.

Fu Heng and Guaerjia exchanged a glance, both with surprise on their faces. Could they really become younger?

"Master, do you think Yaolin is really an immortal? But he was clearly born after I was pregnant with him for ten months, and I have never seen him master any immortal skills before." Guaerjia said worriedly.

Fu Heng hugged her, feeling somewhat confused and worried, but still comforted her, "My son doesn't know yet. He has never told a lie since he was a child. He is as steady as an adult. I don't think he would lie. The Emperor and Empress have changed so much since the appearance of Ziwei. Yaolin also met Ziwei during the Emperor's last tour. I guess all this is related to Ziwei."

Seeing that she still had some worry on her face, he persuaded her, "Okay, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. It was you who said you should trust Yao Lin. Let's go and ask the kitchen to make some delicious food for him to practice."

Guaerjia's attention was diverted, and she quickly asked the kitchen to prepare some delicious food and also asked them to pack some snacks for them to eat on the road.

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Ziwei looked at the tall horse in front of her and felt a little annoyed. How could she have forgotten that she couldn't ride a horse?

Since they wanted to hurry, it would naturally be faster to ride horses.

Fu Kangan sat on his horse, looking at the bewildered people below, and stretched out his hand with a smile, saying, "Chen'er, how about riding with me?"

"Fukang'an, if you keep calling me so affectionately, I'll let you know why the flowers are so red. As for riding, do you think I can't control a horse with my current ability?"

Ziwei snorted coldly and stepped onto the horse's back. The white horse was frightened and moved around wildly. Ziwei quickly used her mental power to control it, and then the white horse stood there motionless.

Fu Kang'an gave her a thumbs-up and asked in confusion, "Princess, why should I know why flowers are red?"

Yu Wenlong had eaten a lot for lunch, and now he was force-fed dog food, so full that he quickly spurred on his horse and said, "It's getting late, let's go!"