Cold-faced Empress

Wei Lanling and the others have been home for two days, and Fu Siying hasn't given them the slightest bit of a friendly look.

This time, of course, is no exception.

With a cold snort, Fu Siying said to Madam Li, "Mother's heart is truly big; I can't compare. My heart is smaller than a pinhead."

After saying that, she rolled her eyes at Wei Lanling and turned to leave.

Having been stabbed again for no apparent reason, Wei Lanling's face turned red and white, making her look quite pitiful.

“This child,” Madam Li said helplessly and dryly, “Sister and Lanling, don’t take it to heart. She’ll be fine in a few days once her anger subsides.”

Suddenly, Wei Lanling knelt down and pleaded with Madam Li, "I hope Aunt can find an opportunity for Lanling and my cousin to clear up the misunderstanding. Lanling has no brothers or sisters since childhood, and it's not easy to have such a cousin. I really don't want to become estranged from her because of this!"

Li quickly helped Wei Lanling up from the ground: "Auntie understands."

……

The Fu family carriage traveled through the streets and finally stopped in front of the Xianjin Garment House.

Fu Siying jumped off the carriage and sent her own carriage back to the mansion: "No need to follow me, I will go back to the mansion by myself in a while."

The coachman hesitated for a moment: "I'd better wait for the young lady."

"I told you to leave!" Fu Siying said, sounding slightly annoyed.

The coachman dared not provoke the young lady's anger and quickly agreed to leave.

As soon as Fu Siying entered the clothing store, she was greeted by the sharp-eyed shopkeeper.

Upon entering the back room, the shopkeeper smiled ingratiatingly and whispered, "I didn't ruin your plans that day, did I?"

"No, it's very well done." Fu Siying took out a silver ingot and slapped it down in front of the shopkeeper.

Watching the shopkeeper happily take the silver, Fu Siying sighed.

The shopkeeper looked up and saw that Miss Fu, who had been cheerful just a moment ago, now had a face full of frost and threat.

Fu Siying asked coldly, "Shopkeeper, I didn't take any of those four sets of clothes, so what do you think this money is for?"

These words sent a chill down the shopkeeper's spine: "I...I know, I know! It's hush money, hush money!"

Nodding, Fu Siying's expression softened slightly. Leaning against the armrest, she said slowly, "It's good that you know. You need to understand that only you and I know about this, so if word gets out, I'll definitely make trouble for you."

"Don't worry, Miss. I will keep this matter a secret for the rest of my life!"

"That's good, I'll believe you for now."

Having said that, she suddenly remembered the deep look her father had given her earlier, and Fu Siying's eyes darkened. She said, "If anyone asks about this in the future, even my father, you'd better shut your mouth! If you say what you should say, everything will be fine; if you say what you shouldn't say, I'll at most get a scolding, but you..."

Shot coldly by Fu Siying's gaze, the clothing store manager quickly assured her, "I understand! I know what I should and shouldn't say. It's just that one of the maids in my store mixed up the customers' clothes, nothing else!"

"He's a smart person."

After giving the shopkeeper some instructions, Fu Siying walked out of the clothing store, looked at the long street outside, and casually asked, "Where do the beggars in this city usually rest?"

"There is an abandoned earth god temple in the south of the city, which can be considered a place to shelter from the sun and rain."

"Thank you."

Following the shopkeeper's instructions, Fu Siying put on her veil and left.

The shopkeeper, filled with fear, saw Fu Siying off, wiping a cold sweat from his brow. Earning money was incredibly difficult; if you couldn't keep your mouth shut, your head would be in grave danger.

Fu Siying wandered through the city streets and soon arrived at the abandoned land temple in the south of the city.

It seemed we had come at the wrong time; there wasn't a single beggar in the small local temple, they had all gone out to beg for food.

Frowning, Fu Siying stepped into the filthy temple, looking around but not daring to make a move.

Her intention was to get some fleas and lice from the beggar, but she had no intention of catching them herself! The place was filthy, and it would be ridiculous if she accidentally caught fleas and lice herself.

Just as Fu Siying was about to give up, suddenly, a drop of red water fell on the veil of her hat?

Fu Siying was taken aback.

Hmm? The red paint on the dilapidated temple has faded?

No, it's not raining outside, so where did the water come from?

Surely it's not birds that nest on the roof beams that are defecating, is it?

Startled by the guess, Fu Siying hurriedly raised her hand to wipe her fingers outside the gauze curtain. When she looked down, she saw that the water stains on her fingertips were actually...

Blood? !

In an instant, realizing something, Fu Siying froze, feeling as if a sharp blade was hanging above her head, ready to fall at any moment.

She wanted to leave quickly, but it was too late; a cold, long sword was already pressed against her neck.

The owner of the longsword had been hiding on the roof beam, but Fu Siying noticed it because a drop of blood fell from it, so she showed herself to silence him.

"Who?"

"who?"

Fu Siying and the person behind her spoke at the same time.

Upon realizing the other person was a man with a hoarse voice, Fu Siying became even more cautious. Her dagger, meant for self-defense, was hidden in her sleeve. However, the other person was clearly a martial arts expert, and she had no chance to draw it.

Why would a young lady come to this dilapidated temple alone?

Fu Siying remained motionless: "I came here to give alms to a beggar, but I didn't expect to come at the wrong time. Great hero, we are complete strangers and have never met before. I hope you will be merciful and spare my life."

"Spare your life? Ha! The people chasing me are complete strangers, we've never met before, but have they spared me?"

The other party laughed cruelly three times, and without saying a word, raised his sword and slashed at Fu Siying's neck.

Fu Siying was prepared and staggered to the side. The long sword tore through her veil, and her long hair fluttered, revealing Fu Siying's face filled with fear and dread.

His dark eyes were like pearls, and his crimson lips parted in surprise.

She hastily drew her dagger and pointed it at the masked man in blue before her. Was she really going to die such an absurd death here?

Just as he was frantically thinking of a solution, he suddenly heard the man in blue say in a deep voice, "Fu Siying?" His tone was filled with undisguised surprise.

Fu Siying was taken aback, staring blankly at the man in blue: "Who are you?"

Just as the man in blue was about to lift his veil from his face, the sound of metal clanging came from outside the temple.

In an instant, countless men in black flew into the temple, flashing silver light and swirling sword flowers.

After parrying several times, the man in blue was struck by two more swords. Seeing that he was about to be captured alive, in a flash, he grabbed Fu Siying and held her in front of him!

He shouted, "This is Prime Minister Fu's daughter!"

Fu Siying, who was tightly restrained, stared wide-eyed and saw that the numerous men in black immediately stopped their movements, but the long swords were still pointed at her.

Soon, a large number of soldiers appeared outside the temple, and in an instant, the temple was completely surrounded. Behind row after row of soldiers, Fu Siying saw a familiar black carriage slowly appear.

That was King Mu's carriage.

"I'm sorry." The man in blue behind her whispered in Fu Siying's ear, then took her hostage and walked out of the temple.

As soon as the man in blue led Fu Siying out of the earth god temple, someone immediately relayed the news to Prince Mu's carriage.

A moment later, the carriage of Prince Mu slowly opened. Perhaps because it was too hot inside the carriage, Fu Siying felt that her vision was distorted when she looked over.

The man in blue shouted from behind Fu Siying, "Mo Canglan, the woman in my hands is Prime Minister Fu's eldest daughter!"

His shouts received no immediate response. Instead, King Mu's carriage moved straight forward, even overtaking the surrounding soldiers, and stopped at the very front.

Without the slightest hesitation, they asserted their presence with an extremely intimidating attitude.

They were so close that Fu Siying and Mo Canglan could see each other.

Upon seeing Mo Canglan again, Fu Siying felt a strange mix of emotions. Seeing Mo Canglan huddled in the carriage, wrapped up like a big grizzly bear, she momentarily forgot her nervousness and couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Every time I see him, he's always fighting and killing.

It's quite true that he treated human life like dirt.

Seeing that Fu Siying could still roll her eyes at him at this time, Mo Canglan chuckled twice and slowly said, "I know she is the daughter of Prime Minister Fu."

The man in blue shouted again, "Let me go! I will not harm a single hair on this woman's head!"

Mo Canglan did not hesitate at all: "If it were possible to exchange her death for your surrender, she would have died under a hail of arrows long ago."

Upon hearing this, Fu Siying was shocked, frightened, and furious.

Is she really so easily discarded like trash?

Seeing Mo Canglan's indifferent expression, Fu Siying gritted her teeth in hatred and couldn't help but retort, "Great hero, do you know what 'killing two birds with one stone' means? It seems that today we two will be walking the road to the Yellow Springs together!"

Last time, Prince Mu had a quarrel with her, but he couldn't do anything to her because of the situation and timing. This time, however, it's a perfect opportunity to settle a personal score. Given Prince Mu's temperament, it would be strange if he let her go.

From Fu Siying's words, the man in blue realized that she had a grudge against Prince Mu, and he was immediately in a dilemma, feeling like he was caught in a bind.

When he realized that the men in black were quietly forming an encirclement, the man in green tightened his grip on his longsword, pulled Fu Siying closer to his chest, and said loudly, "In that case, I have no choice but to ask Miss Fu to take the arrows for me!"

Having said that, he grabbed Fu Siying and leaped up recklessly, trying to break through the encirclement.

Fu Siying was shocked and shouted amidst the flying swords, "You made a weak woman take an arrow for you? Are you even a man?!"

In a flash, after dodging a sword strike by using Fu Siying as a shield, the man in blue whispered near Fu Siying's neck, "Fu Siying, if I live today, I'll be your slave for the rest of my life!"

"You're alive, I'm dead!"

"Don't worry, they won't dare hurt you!"

As soon as the sound faded, Fu Siying was pulled to block the sword again. And as expected, none of the black-clad men under Prince Mu dared to harm Fu Siying. Even though they were so close that they couldn't easily stop their attacks, they would rather injure themselves than stab her.

Fu Siying was so frightened that she closed her eyes and opened them again. The clanging sound of swords clashing filled her ears, and for a moment she felt as if she were dreaming.

Just as the man in blue was about to break through the encirclement with Fu Siying as a hostage, the guard reported to Mo Canglan: "Master, should we order the arrows to be fired? If the arrows are fired, they will not be able to find a way to kill Miss Fu."

Gazing intently at Fu Siying, who was rather an obstacle not far away, Mo Canglan lowered his brows slightly, but then said, "Bring me the bow."

The guard hesitated for a moment, then tried to dissuade him, saying, "I am willing to serve my master!"

Mo Canglan said nothing more, but simply extended his palm and his fingers twitched slightly.

Upon seeing this, the guard lowered his eyes and nodded, then turned and retrieved his bow.