"ah!!"

Murong Fu's ears twitched slightly, as if he heard two screams.

The gears of fate have shifted subtly.

Fu Junzhuo asked hesitantly, "Young Master, where are we going?"

Wei Zhenzhen also looked at Murong Fu with curiosity.

Murong Fu said in a serious tone, "The great building is about to collapse. I feel the vastness of heaven and earth and realize that I am but a grain of sand in the ocean. Although my strength is meager, I have the world in my heart and want to save the common people."

“…I didn’t understand.” Fu Junzhuo shook her head blankly.

"Does the young master want to become an official?" Wei Zhenzhen's eyes lit up.

“Zhenzhen, you don’t need to call me ‘Young Master,’ just call me ‘Husband,’” Murong Fu corrected.

"Husband~" Wei Zhenzhen called out shyly.

Murong Fu smiled slightly, put his arm around Wei Zhenzhen, and said, "It's not about becoming an official. Let's go to Luoyang, the eastern capital, and have a chat with the emperor."

"Huh? Go to see the emperor?"

Wei Zhenzhen was startled.

Fu Junzhuo also said, "The Sui emperor was tyrannical. He launched three campaigns against Goguryeo, causing widespread suffering and conflict. What's there to talk about with him?"

Are you teaching me how to do things?

Murong Fu glanced sideways at Fu Junzhuo, his calm gaze sending shivers down Fu Junzhuo's spine.

Fu Junzhuo was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly: "Young master, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again!"

Wei Zhenzhen was stunned. Although she was initially unwilling to submit to Murong Fu, she had not seen his violent side. Why was she so afraid?

Could it be that Murong Fu is capricious and unpredictable?

"There's no need to panic. I'm not a man-eating demon. I won't do anything to you."

Murong Fu reached out and pulled Fu Junzhuo into his arms, then gently lifted her chin and calmly met her gaze.

Fu Junzhuo was both surprised and frightened. She forced a smile, but dared not meet Murong Fu's gaze.

It was already dusk.

Murong Fu set up the tent and pulled Fu Junzhuo and Wei Zhenzhen inside.

Have you not seen the warm lotus blossoms in the bridal chamber, where a single night of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold?

Have you not seen how beautiful women went to Wushan for love and passion, when their love was at its peak?

Two days later.

Luoyang, the eastern capital.

This is the capital city of the Sui Dynasty.

Although Sui Prefecture was already rife with conflict, its capital city remained extremely prosperous.

"Master Shi is listening to a performance at Xuan Pavilion, come quickly!"

"I've heard that Master Shi is the most talented woman in the world, but it's a pity I haven't been able to see her face, and I don't know if her appearance is also the most beautiful in the world."

"He is naturally the best in the world. Who dares to compare himself with Master Shi?"

"I have heard that there are two holy maidens in the martial arts world, Shi Feixuan, who is a righteous saintess, and Wanwan, who is a saintess of the demonic sect. These two are also the most beautiful women in the world. If I could get all three of them, I would die without regret."

"Brother, your daydream is truly wonderful."

When Master Shi played the xiao (a type of vertical bamboo flute), the streets were packed with people.

Even many high-ranking officials and dignitaries crowded around.

With his left arm around Wei Zhenzhen and his right arm around Fu Junzhuo, Murong Fu leaped to the front row.

"Kid, you..."

Some people are dissatisfied.

But Murong Fu ignored him completely, and the man fell straight down.

"Young people these days have such good sleep quality; they can fall asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillow."

An elderly man with white hair chuckled and lightly patted the young man, who instantly turned into a pool of blood.

"Bone-Melting Palm!"

Those around were startled and moved a few steps away.

The old man ignored those around him, but watched Murong Fu's back with apprehension, never daring to compete with Murong Fu for a seat in the first row.

Shi Dajia wore a white veil, obscuring most of her face. She looked at the scene with indifferent eyes, without the slightest ripple, as if she had already become accustomed to it.

Suddenly, the sound of a flute rang out.

Like a small bridge over a flowing stream, it appears leisurely.

Suddenly, a mountain stream flows gently into the sea.

The next moment.

Mountains rise one after another, I pick chrysanthemums by the eastern fence, and leisurely enter the southern mountains.

Various scenes kept appearing, and they were exceptionally beautiful.

By the time everyone came to their senses, Master Shi had already vanished, leaving only a faint lingering fragrance.

Wei Zhenzhen exclaimed in a daze, "Husband, the sound of this flute is like a dream, and Shi Dajia truly deserves to be called the most talented woman in the world."

"Zhenzhen, your Xiao Yi is also quite good."

Murong Fu gently stroked her hair.

Wei Zhenzhen's cheeks immediately turned bright red.

Fu Junzhuo was taken aback. This man was clearly very serious, yet he always liked to say things that made people blush.

Wei Zhenzhen asked, "Husband, shall we continue to the palace?"

"No, I'll go see a beautiful lady first."

Murong Fu shook his head.

After leaving Tingxuan Pavilion, Murong Fu arrived at a small courtyard.

There were already guests in the courtyard.

"Miss Qingxuan's skill in playing the flute has reached a state of perfection; I admire her greatly."

The person who spoke was a nun with her hair tied up, dressed in plain clothes, exuding an ethereal aura, like a Bodhisattva descending to earth.

"You flatter me, Fairy Master."

Shi Qingxuan remained expressionless and replied calmly, "May I ask what brings you here, Fairy?"

"It seems I've come at an inopportune time, but since I'm already here, would you mind if I came in and had a seat?"

Murong Fu pushed open the courtyard gate, blinked, and walked in on his own.

Shi Qingxuan and Shi Feixuan both frowned as they looked at Murong Fu.

Who are you?

Shi Qingxuan's tone was very unpleasant.

Although Shi Feixuan suppressed her anger, she was still furious: "Young master, your behavior is disgusting."

Murong Fu smiled gently and said calmly, "Don't be angry. I meant no harm. It was just a chance encounter, a matter of fate."

Shi Qingxuan and Shi Feixuan seemed to have been truly persuaded by him, and they actually calmed down.

The two women exchanged a glance, both horrified. They had been unknowingly tricked, as if by an illusion or a demonic sound.