The direct descendants of the Fu family gathered in Rongqing Hall to discuss the family's survival, but Fu Ying was indulging in lust and clamoring to marry Daiyu.
The entire hall of Fu family's direct descendants dared not speak out against their anger.
Emperor Chengping and Xie Mingsong jointly controlled the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Demon-Suppressing Array to monitor the scene in the Rongqing Hall of the Fu family. They watched until Fu Qianshi was unable to deal with Fu Ying and used Fu Zheng to subdue Fu Ying. Only then did they manage to calm Fu Ying down, and the discussion of business ended without any progress.
In the end, Fu Ying ran out of Rongqing Hall in a huff. Fu Qianshi, feeling sorry for her, picked up the teapot on the table and ordered the maid to take it to Fu Ying, and also told the maid to send her some snacks.
It was a concerned expression on his face, as if he was afraid that Fu Ying would be mistreated, hungry, or tired.
The sight of it made the direct descendants of the Fu family feel both heartbroken and utterly miserable, and they couldn't bear it any longer, so they all took their leave.
These scenes caused Emperor Chengping and Xie Ming to exchange knowing smiles, each harboring their own calculations.
Xie Ming's next step was to have Emperor Chengping remove the jade pendant from Fu Ying's body and give it to him as a final test.
Emperor Chengping was determined to possess Fu Ying's jade pendant.
A jade pendant bestowed by heaven, only fit for an emperor to possess!
Both had their own thoughts, but due to the unstable situation at the moment, neither revealed them, and each went about their own business.
Little did Fu Ying know that after being comforted by Fu Qian's maid Ruyi, she drank the tea and pastries that Fu Qian had specially prepared and felt dizzy. She then pretended to take a nap and fell into a deep sleep with the help of her maid.
Seventeen or eighteen maids, beautiful and charming, served him attentively.
The luxurious bedroom was filled with a rich body fragrance. When Madam Fu came to visit Fu Ying, she frowned and waved her away with disgust: "You troublesome servants, you are always picking flowers in the courtyard, burning incense and bathing. You are almost permeating Bao Yu with the smell."
"Get out here, all of you, kneel outside Rongqing Hall!"
"Yes!" The eighteen maids trembled uncontrollably upon hearing this, bowed in fear, and retreated.
The remaining woman, Fu Qianshi, served Fu Ying. Finally, she sat on the bed, stretched out her wrinkled right hand, and gently stroked Fu Ying's delicate cheek, revealing endless reluctance.
The bedroom was rustling softly, as if two figures were suddenly appearing.
Zheng Ya, disguised as a celestial master, arrived carrying a substitute named Fu Ying, and secretly transmitted his voice: "Time is of the essence for the Golden Cicada to shed its shell, please come, Madam!"
"Thank you for your kindness, Immortal Master. I will repay you in the future!" Madam Fu Qian just gave up her reluctance to touch Fu Ying's cheek, stood up to express her gratitude, and dared not delay for even a moment.
After all, the Duke of Dai's mansion had spies from various factions planted there, and even a moment's delay could allow Jin Chan to escape and bring about the destruction of the entire family.
The plan to transfer Fu Ying, the seed of cultivation within the Fu clan, to the chosen one destined to ascend to the throne, was a strategy devised between Fu Qian and Zheng Ya through cryptic discussions.
Giving up halfway would offend the Qian Yuan Immortal Sect, a responsibility that the Fu Qian family could not afford.
Seeing her step aside, Zheng Ya raised his hand and threw out the substitute Fu Ying, while also collecting Fu Ying. With a slight spatial tremor, they both disappeared.
"Shasha!" Fu Qianshi chased after her anxiously, but when she reached out, she found nothing. It was too late for regrets!
Poor Fu Qian had to play the role of a loving mother to serve the fake Fu Ying, adding to her sorrow and disgust. She had to force a smile and pretend to be a loving mother who pitied the fake Fu Ying, which made her look very uncomfortable.
At that moment, Zheng Ya appeared atop an unnamed snow-capped mountain on the outskirts of Kyoto, carrying Fu Ying. He threw Fu Ying down and sneered, "You little brat, you've come to covet me because of your lust for women. How do you want to die?"
"Ahhh, it's so cold, Grandmother, ah, you, you are Fu Ya..." Fu Ying was thrown onto the snow and woke up. She was so cold that she curled up into a ball and looked up in surprise, asking, "Where is this? What happened?"
Having been pampered for so long, Fu Ying's way of thinking couldn't keep up.
Suddenly appearing atop a snow-capped mountain, exposed to the biting wind, her delicate face turned as if cut by a knife, and within three breaths, it turned deathly pale and then bluish.
In an instant, I was so frightened that I almost lost my mind, and I kept screaming in my heart, "Grandma, save me..."
Seeing him struggle to his feet, Zheng Ya stepped on his waist. Fu Ying screamed and disappeared into the snowdrift, crying. Zheng Ya yelled at him, "Shut up! If you cry again, I'll castrate you..."
"Ah, no, I'm not crying anymore, please let me go! I promise I'll make my grandmother give me everything you want, please don't hurt me!" Fu Ying trembled with fear, mistakenly believing he had kidnapped her.
The illegitimate sons relied on the whims of the legitimate sons and the master of the house to get by, and had no hope of ever rising above their station. The resentful illegitimate sons would occasionally rebel and kidnap their masters to demand their property.
Such things don't happen often, but Fu Ying had heard others talk about them.
Zheng Ya disdainfully withdrew his right foot and stepped aside, saying, "Someone like you turned into a pervert before you were even fourteen."
No wonder two emperors didn't do anything to you.
It's a miracle you're still alive. The Fu family has spoiled you rotten. What use are you to them...?
"Ah, no, don't kill me, my family is rich..." Fu Ying felt the chilling murderous intent emanating from him, struggled to get up, and retreated to the edge of the snowy cliff, crying out.
Annoyed, Zheng Ya said, "Shut up, where did your possessive attitude towards Daiyu go?"
"Waaah, I won't do it again. I only heard my mother say that Daiyu was betrothed to me?"
Earl Dai wielded immense power in Jiangnan and possessed immense wealth. If he were to marry the eldest daughter of the Dai family, his only child would inherit the entire Dai family's legacy, bringing him power, beauty, fame, and fortune.
"These are all things my mother said, they have nothing to do with me, sob sob," Fu Ying cried, shaking her head and wiping away tears in a panic.
Are you scared out of your wits?
Is he still a child who hasn't grown up?
Zheng Ya said with a hint of surprise, "You seem to be a Foundation Establishment cultivator, don't you plan to put up any resistance?"
For example, stomping on a magic sword to escape...
"Waaah, I don't know how! My grandmother had someone teach me to use magic to conjure flower patterns to please the fairy sister..." Fu Ying shook her head and waved her hand in denial.
Zheng Ya felt a toothache; how much fear of the royal family must one have developed to cultivate such a useless and lecherous nature? "You're something else, you're really something else."
Your whole family is amazing, you're incredibly awesome.
"I admire no one but you. Stop your whining and tell me about your jade pendant!"
"Ah, you want the jade pendant? Here, take it, let me go..." Upon hearing this, Fu Ying took off the jade pendant necklace from her neck, shoved it into Zheng Ya's hand in a panic, and jumped back.
This is a dark green jade pendant, oval in shape.
It's more accurate to describe it as a naturally inlaid stone with characters, rather than a jade pendant, radiating a shimmering, spiritual light.
It was icy cold to the touch, seemingly unaffected by Fu Ying's body temperature, which puzzled Zheng Ya: "This is your companion spirit treasure, how do you two sense each other?"
"Ah, feeling? What feeling? I don't know!" Fu Ying shook her head in denial. Zheng Ya was speechless: "Okay, wait for me to collect the jade pendant. Then you can feel the jade pendant and see if it's any different from before?"
After speaking, he put the jade pendant into his supernatural small world.
Fu Ying was stunned and her expression changed. She exclaimed, "Ah, I think I've lost something, no, I haven't lost anything, I haven't lost anything..."
With a "whoosh," the small world of supernatural abilities burst forth with dazzling light as the jade pendant entered...
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