There are too many ruthless, domineering women who are considered "losers"!

The moon is bright and the stars are few; the evening snow falls slowly.

Looking at the snowflakes outside, Yang Yujing seemed hesitant to speak, but ultimately couldn't overcome her inner turmoil and said, "Father, it's already past midnight, and His Majesty is still waiting."

At this moment, Yang Dacan stretched and yawned, saying, "Yes, it's already late at night. I'm tired and should go to sleep."

Tired, time to sleep?

Yang Yujing was stunned upon hearing this.

Before she could react, her father had already gone back into his room and turned off the lights.

Looking up at Yujing, he sighed deeply.

It seems that Father has made up his mind and is unwilling to get involved in this matter.

However, all the current events indicate that this new emperor is a wise ruler, a rare sight in the Yuan Dynasty for the past hundred years.

Why is Father unwilling to face the Emperor?

It's so hard to be a person these days.

She didn't want to see the people displaced, to see the Yuan capital destroyed by the demon army, or to see the human race reduced to the beasts of the demons.

She decided to make a decision that went against her ancestors' wishes.

...

Lu Chang'an, who was waiting outside the mansion, was cultivating his righteous spirit.

Now, he can perform the Yangshen Eighteen Stops in its initial stage. His mental strength has increased several times over, and his mighty sword energy is no more than the thickness of his wrist.

It only takes a moment to use it.

"Creak!"

A slight noise came from the doorway.

Lu Chang'an awoke from his meditation and opened his eyes.

Is Yang Da Cang willing to see him?

Unfortunately, the person who came out to greet him was not Yang Dashen, but a beautiful woman in a moon-white dress.

Even through the moonlight, the scholarly air about the other person was quite evident.

"My father is busy with official duties and has already rested. Your Majesty, please come again tomorrow."

Yang Yujing explained it this way.

Lu Chang'an shook his head inwardly.

They did not believe this explanation.

The Yang residence was completely dark, without even a single lamp lit. If official business were being conducted, there would have been a faint glow emanating from within.

But that didn't happen.

There is only one truth: Yang Dashen does not want to see him.

Even though he already knew the ending, Lu Chang'an couldn't help but sigh with disappointment.

You have to rely on yourself for everything.

Let him handle the matter of Empress Dowager Murong himself.

"Your Majesty, why don't you try again tomorrow?"

Seeing the other party's reaction, Yang Yujing tried her best to persuade them to stay.

Lu Chang'an stared at the other person for a moment and asked, "Who are you...?"

"Yang Gong is my father."

Yang Yujing spoke succinctly.

"So it was Lady Yang."

Lu Chang'an suddenly realized.

Yang Gong did not want to see him, but his daughter was so eager.

What does this mean?

Thinking of this, Yang Yujing spoke again: "How about we meet at Zuiyu Tower tomorrow? Your Majesty can tell me what you want to say, and I will relay it to my father?"

At this moment, words appeared before Lu Chang'an's eyes.

[We promised the young lady of the Yang family that on the day the demons besieged the city, Chief Clerk Yang would lend a helping hand. The west gate has not yet fallen; the soldiers and civilians are united in their defense of this city.]

However, a demon spy emerged within the city, and the imperial city fell.

They actually broke the deadlock?

Lu Chang'an never expected that the key figure was actually the daughter of the Yang family.

Is it only when she steps forward that Yang Dashen will be willing to take action?

Lu Chang'an suppressed his doubts and nodded in agreement:

"Okay, it's a deal."

......

on the way back.

Dawn is approaching again.

Breakfast stalls opened, and shops throughout the capital city began to open, with steam rising and filling the alleyways with white mist.

Lu Chang'an planned to have breakfast before going back.

In this cold winter, nothing feels better than drinking a bowl of hot soup and falling asleep.

Before he ascended the throne, when he was still a leisurely prince, he often came here to forage for food.

They found a well-established noodle shop and sat down. Gu Wushuang sat down beside them, expressionless.

A group of beggars suddenly appeared on the street, begging for food.

"Get out of here, you're such bad luck!"

The customers at the next table glared at the beggars with disdain, which drew a chorus of curses from the surrounding crowd.

Lu Chang'an shifted his gaze over there.

"Sir, please have mercy and give me some copper coins. My child has been starving for days."

A female beggar, her face covered in mud, was seen hunched over, her eyes pleading as she looked at the diners at the table.

He was holding a broken porcelain bowl in his hand, his face was sallow, and he was so thin that his skin and bones were showing. He looked pitiful.

In her other hand, she was holding the hand of a little girl who looked no more than eight years old. The girl's face was dirty, but her eyes were bright and clear.

"I told you to get out! Didn't you hear me?!"

"Boss! Come and do something about this!"

The female beggar stood in front of a round-headed patron, but the patron impatiently covered his nose and cursed, seemingly unable to stand the stench emanating from her.

"Sir, I'm so sorry, so sorry!"

The shopkeeper smiled apologetically and led the mother and daughter beggars aside.

Then he took a handful of copper coins from his sleeve, put them into the female beggar's bowl, and sighed:

"Take it."

"Thank you... thank you!"

The female beggar, who had just been scolded and was now trembling and shrinking back, choked out a thank you and slunk away with the little girl.

Lu Chang'an glanced at the diners, his brows furrowing, a hint of doubt in his mind.

He couldn't help but turn to the shopkeeper and ask:

"Shopkeeper, where did these people come from? There weren't so many beggars before. What's going on?"

The shopkeeper said helplessly, "Since the Emperor's failed northern expedition, many cities in the north have fallen and become food for the demon race. Many people have fled their original homes and become landless and identityless refugees. They are all unfortunate people heading south in search of protection. There's nothing we can do about it."

"Isn't the government doing anything about it?" Lu Chang'an asked, frowning.

The shopkeeper glanced around and whispered, "Even the government can't do anything about it. My cousin, who's an official, told me that the grain reserves from previous years have all been used to pay the army."

Upon hearing this, Lu Chang'an frowned even more deeply.

"Young master, your wine is ready."

The apprentice in the shop looked unfamiliar, probably a newcomer. He was honest and unassuming, and handed the wine to Lu Chang'an with both hands.

"I'm gone."

Lu Chang'an lost his appetite, tossed down a piece of silver, and left.

"Young master, you've given too much!"

The apprentice quickly called out.

"Here you go."

Gu Wushuang stared at Lu Chang'an's back for a while before following him.

...

As Lu Chang'an carried the wine, he passed through alleyways and lanes, and faintly heard angry roars.

"That's all the money you have! How many meals can that be?!"

"What a waste! So little after all that time!"

Since breaking through to the fourth level of the Grandmaster realm, his hearing has become incredibly sharp; he can hear sounds even from fifty meters away.

As I walked forward, the sound grew closer.

Before me stood a disheveled male beggar, dressed in tattered short clothes, barefoot, pointing at a mother and daughter and cursing them.

This mother and daughter were the same beggar and little girl who had just stood in front of Lu Chang'an.

"Hurry up and ask for more! Otherwise, you won't be eating dinner tonight!"

The male beggar held a handful of copper coins in his hand and said fiercely.

The female beggar could only protect the little girl's head, bowing her head and remaining silent.

"Still standing there, huh!"

Seeing that the other woman still didn't move, the male beggar reached out his hand, ready to slap her.

But as soon as he raised his hand, he found that he could no longer move it.

I felt like I was being pulled back by something.

Looking back, I saw a very handsome young man.

"roll."

Lu Chang'an's gaze was cold as he spoke indifferently.

With a gentle tug, she threw the male beggar to the ground.

Fear flashed across the male beggar's face. He didn't dare to fight back, got up, and ran away without looking back.

Lu Chang'an picked up the copper coin from the ground, took out a piece of silver from his waist, and handed it to the female beggar.

"Take this and get going."

"Thank you, young master..."

The female beggar choked back tears, which streamed down her face. Without lingering, she grabbed the little girl and quickly left the alley.

Lu Chang'an turned around and vaguely saw in the shadowy alley in the distance that there were beggars lying haphazardly, huddled in a corner, motionless, and it was unclear whether they were dead or not.

Some beggars stared intently in the direction of the mother and daughter, their eyes gleaming with greed.

However, upon seeing Lu Chang'an's gaze, they all lowered their heads, not daring to look at him again.

Lu Chang'an was dressed in fine clothes made of the finest silk. He was tall and had piercing eyes. Since breaking through to the Marrow Cleansing Realm, he had gained an aura that made him someone you absolutely couldn't mess with.

The corner of the alley was desolate and quiet, and the cold, silent atmosphere made people feel uncomfortable.

The barking of dogs from the courtyards of wealthy families could be heard from time to time in the distance.

"What kind of world is this?"

Lu Chang'an sighed.

"Even if you give that mother and daughter money, they can't hold on to it; sooner or later, someone else will take it away."

A clear, cold voice came from behind; it was Gu Wushuang approaching with her sword in hand.