"Your Majesty, the princess has lived as your daughter since childhood. Now, to suddenly tell her that she has no relation to you whatsoever, isn't that a bit cruel?"

The subordinate was reluctant to tell the princess the truth. He was the king's most trusted confidant and had watched the princess grow up.

"Are you saying I'm cruel?" Mu Jingfeng gripped the pen tightly, barely suppressing his anger.

"Your subordinate wouldn't dare!" Upon hearing this, the subordinate panicked instantly, lowered his head, and dared not look Mu Jingfeng in the eye. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

"What do you feel sorry for her about?" Mu Jingfeng threw the pen in his hand onto the table. "She is not a princess, but she has enjoyed the status of a princess for so many years. My biological daughter is suffering abroad, while she enjoys wealth and luxury."

Even after the truth comes out, I will still treat her like a princess, even if it makes my own daughter unhappy.

Tell me, what grievances has she suffered, and what is there for you to feel sorry for?

These words are very realistic. His and Yueheng's precious child was stranded on a garbage planet and has suffered countless hardships since childhood.

She hasn't even had a chance to feel wronged, so why should she feel wronged?

"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have..."

"Shut up," Mu Jingfeng interrupted, not wanting to hear his endless apologies. "Go and explain things to her now. If she's still upset, then leave the palace and do whatever you want."

"Yes." The subordinate nodded vigorously. He felt sorry for His Highness, but he felt even more sorry for himself.

However, after more than a decade of nurturing, he still abandoned her without a second thought, leaving no trace of gratitude. Indeed, those in high positions are ruthless.

"Your Majesty."

The butler walked in from outside, glanced at his subordinate with his head down, and then looked at Mu Jingfeng. "Her Highness the Princess wishes to see you and is at the door."

"Let her in."

Upon hearing the butler's words, Mu Jingfeng knew who it was.

Mu Xueyao was spoiled rotten by him. She would never announce herself when she came in, and would just barge in no matter what he was doing.

Sure enough, the person brought in by the butler was Mu Qingyun.

Upon entering, she politely thanked the housekeeper, who looked flattered and appreciative.

"Get out, and remember to pass on my message." Mu Jingfeng glanced coldly at his subordinate, then raised his head to signal him to leave quickly.

"Yes." The subordinate responded, looked up and met Mu Qingyun's gaze. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly called out "Your Highness" before leaving.

Mu Qingyun did not respond, but looked up at Mu Jingfeng, who was seated at the head of the table.

"What's wrong?"

"Did you know that Mu Xueyao came to see me yesterday?" she asked casually, her eyes fixed on Mu Jingfeng, not missing a single expression on his face.

As she expected, Mu Jingfeng frowned in confusion after hearing her words.

"Looks like you don't know." She scoffed. "Then it's none of your business. Now, would it be convenient for me to meet Mu Xueyao?"

Is this person here to... cause trouble?

Mu Jingfeng was taken aback. "It's convenient anytime. She didn't know before that her bloodline had nothing to do with me. I just had my subordinate tell her."

Just now?

Mu Qingyun tilted her head. So, there was no need for her to argue with Mu Xueyao. It would be more effective for Mu Jingfeng to personally send someone to inform her than for her to waste any amount of words.

"Are you coming tomorrow?" she asked.

"I'll definitely go." Mu Jingfeng casually picked up the pen he had just tossed onto the table and twirled it between his fingers. "What do you want me to do tomorrow?"

"Treat Mu Xueyao the same way you treated her before, and take back all the kindness you showed her now." Mu Qingyun stated her demands, then turned and left.

Mu Jingfeng: ...

The pen in his hand suddenly stopped; he squeezed it for a moment, then put it down.

Sure enough, the sins he had committed in the past were now being repaid. His daughter came to see him, but only made a few requests and refused to call him "Father."

After leaving the palace, Mu Qingyun turned her head and glanced at the luxurious palace behind her.

Su Qiluo, who had been waiting for her, walked over and asked, "Is it a deal?"

"Mm." She nodded.

"Let's go buy some clothes." He gently patted her head, put his arm around her shoulder, and led her to the car.

Mu Qingyun got into the car and turned her gaze to the luxurious palace.

She suddenly thought of the original owner of this body.

I wonder if the original owner had the chance to be reborn in the body of a dying person, or if she would transmigrate into that person's body.

Hmm, if the original owner were to transmigrate into her body, she would probably be very happy.

The days of scheming are long gone, and her throne has already been passed to her younger brother. If she hadn't been poisoned, she should be living a carefree life now, holding the title of princess.

What are you thinking about?

Su Qiluo turned on the auto-drive, turned to look at her absent-minded self beside him, and asked softly.

"It's nothing." She shook her head, not wanting to talk about it.

She didn't say anything, and Su Qiluo didn't ask.

The two went to the mall and bought a lot of things. Mu Qingyun enjoyed Su Qiluo's generosity with a clear conscience, but she would glance at the price tag of each item she bought and silently remember the price.

I'll buy him a gift of the same price when I have time.

After shopping, the two returned to the villa. There was still no news from the doctor, so they could use the remaining time to rest.

"Should we try cultivating together?" Mu Qingyun sat cross-legged on the sofa and patted the sofa in front of her. "You are the light, and I am the plant. If possible, my plant-based abilities should increase significantly."

“But I have Hellfire in my body, and you have Samadhi Fire in your body. If we cultivate together, I’m afraid I won’t be able to control it.” Su Qiluo walked to the opposite side of her and sat on the sofa. “Let’s cultivate our mental strength. Strong mental strength can also help your plant-based abilities improve faster.”

"OK."

Mu Qingyun stretched out her hands, staring intently at him, and shook them. Su Qiluo also reached out his hands to meet hers.

They entered each other's sea of ​​consciousness, their spiritual energy flowing between them.

The two stopped cultivating at dawn the next day.

Su Qiluo opened her eyes, glanced at the time, said "almost there," and immediately went to get the things she had bought yesterday.

The freshman orientation ceremony is a banquet, a rare opportunity for each freshman to wear their own clothes in front of a live broadcast camera after entering the military academy.

Therefore, everyone will definitely be dressed up today.

Mu Qingyun looked at the things Su Qiluo brought her and smiled. Her task today was not heavy. She didn't need to outshine everyone else; she just needed to put Mu Xueyao in her place.

...

"Today is a big day, why do you look so dejected?" Fan Xuanye looked at Xiong Ruoyou, who had just grabbed a long coat and was not wearing any makeup, and sighed helplessly.

Ever since she found out that Mu Ge was actually a girl, Xiong Ruoyou has been like this, as if she had lost her soul.