Rumors spread quickly that Fu Xiang Lou had poisoned Fu Ya and Fu Zhen.
At this critical moment, Wu Dong rushed back to the Princess's residence. After reporting Zheng Ya's information to Wu Wei, he added, "Princess, I believe Zheng Ya has ulterior motives and intends to assassinate you. We must be on guard..."
With a loud "bang," Wu Wei grew increasingly angry as she listened, and in a fit of rage, she slammed her palm down, shattering the octagonal table and unleashing a burst of fire-elemental spiritual energy that incinerated it.
The squeaking fragments of the Eight Immortals table burned to ashes in just five seconds.
Wu Dong was stunned and speechless. Wu Wei said angrily, "That person really called himself Zheng Ya, looked like he was in his thirties, and even boasted that his sect had planted tens of thousands of acres of spiritual herbs?"
"Yes, Your Highness, I dare not lie about military intelligence. I beg Your Highness to take this person seriously and send men to arrest Zheng Ya and find out the mastermind behind him..." Wu Dong knelt on one knee to report, concluding that Zheng Ya was plotting something sinister.
Wu Wei paced angrily in the main hall of the princess's mansion, contradicting herself: "Hehe, Zheng Ya has indeed come into this world!"
With him around, this princess will regain her original name, changing the passive situation where she relied on Emperor Chengping's favor and military power, offending all the officials. She will then take her mother's surname, Wu, thus eliminating any suspicion of seizing the throne.
Seeking the approval and support of the emperor and his ministers, rushing to the battlefield to achieve merit, building an army, plotting to unify the world again, and speaking out for the people..."
"You wretch, shut up! I will kill Zheng Ya and shatter your delusions..." Lan Meier's soul and Wu Wei's soul intertwined, forming a dual-soul consciousness that shared control of one body.
Wu Wei calmly retorted: "Lan Meier, you have been bewitched and are attempting to devour the Origin Pearl and the Sea Anemone Spirit Plant, detonating the planet and destroying a part of the starry sky, bringing disaster to all living beings, and incurring the wrath of both gods and men."
Fortunately, the mysterious old man saw through your conspiracy and helped me refine your evil thoughts and demonic thoughts..."
"You wretch, don't even think about devouring my soul to strengthen your own! I swear I will never let a wretch like you have your way..." Lan Meier roared angrily, unleashing a soul-shaking attack.
With a single thought from Wu Wei, the "Husha" Origin Pearl unleashed a wave of heat that could incinerate everything, burning away Lan Meier's mental attack. She laughed and said, "Lan Meier, just accept your fate!"
Now, with the help of the mysterious old man, the Origin Pearl has long since merged with me, becoming a spiritual treasure that shares my glory and shame, life and death. It is not something that a soul with the ability to bewitch the mind can shake..."
"No, I will never admit defeat, never..." Lan Meier roared in resentment and unwillingness, but Wu Wei suppressed her with a single thought, stopping her to Wu Dong's right and saying, "Wu Dong, immediately go and inform Xiao Dezi to create momentum for this princess and raise funds to buy the spiritual medicine in Zheng Ya's hands."
"Ah, Princess, Zheng Ya is suspicious..." Wu Dong reminded him in shock, but Wu Wei waved her hand to interrupt him, saying, "Enough, I have my own plans. Why don't you hurry up and get to work?"
"Yes, sir! I shall take my leave!" Wu Dong bowed in surprise and accepted the order. He then stood up, bowed, and left the main hall. Wu Wei then snapped her fingers, and a gust of wind blew through the main hall, revealing a gray figure.
Wu Wei clasped her hands in a respectful greeting to the gray-haired figure: "Master?"
"Princess, there's no need for such formalities!" The Taoist nun in the gray robe hurriedly stepped aside, ignoring her courtesy, yet said with delight.
The former seventh princess, Zheng Wu, took her father's surname and her mother's surname, Wu, as her given name. She was of the Wu clan, the Eastern Prince, and her status determined her name.
Over time, Zheng Wu, having gained favor, used force to crush everything.
However, he was poisoned to death in his bedchamber.
After Wu Wei erased Zheng Wu's memories, she analyzed that the root of the disaster lay in the power of the Prince of Dongjun, who allowed Zheng Wu to use force to oppress others, test Emperor Chengping's murderous intent and the enemy and ally of the court, and plotted a rebellion.
A chess piece, merely a discarded piece.
Right now, Wu Wei's most trusted person was right in front of her. She bowed respectfully as a disciple and said, "Master, I was ignorant before. If I have angered you, I will die a thousand deaths..."
"Your Highness, no! There is a distinction between ruler and subject between us. Among Your Highness's disciples, I dare not accept such a greeting..." The old nun was overjoyed and tears welled up in her eyes, but she dared not accept the greeting and repeatedly dodged away from her disciple's greeting.
Wu Wei had no choice but to kneel facing east: "Master, our dynasty governs according to the filial piety doctrine of three hundred years ago, which compels people to respect teachers and value the Way, pass on the bloodline and incense, and maintain the prosperity of the dynasty's bloodline and incense."
Even after a century or two of war, and the formation of a tripartite balance of power, the wars continued, but filial piety remained deeply rooted in people's hearts, proving to be a sound strategy for governing the world!
A teacher for a day is a parent for life; how can we abandon proper etiquette?
Master is trying to make his disciple disloyal and unfilial…
"Princess, no, my dear disciple, your master accepts your disciple's greeting, please get up!" The old nun was overjoyed and shed two streams of hot tears as she rushed to her side and helped her up.
Wu Wei insisted on bowing and kowtowing three times and winning back the heart of one of her masters before she stood up and said, "Master, you were in a fight when you were young, which damaged your health and made you unable to have children. There is a chance for this to change..."
"What? My dear disciple, is what you're saying true?" The old nun asked excitedly, hugging her arms tightly.
Wu Wei nodded with a smile: "Master, it's true. The other party possesses spatial and temporal spiritual roots, making it easy for both men and women to conceive and for intractable diseases to be cured."
If the other party is indeed Zheng Ya, then Master's heartache will no longer be a heartache!
"Hahaha, that's wonderful! If Master can help your Grandmaster get pregnant, I'll have no desires in this life."
"No, if this succeeds, my master and his family will swear to obey the princess's orders!" the old nun said, tears streaming down her face, and she unconsciously began to dance with joy.
Wu Wei smiled as she faced the gust of wind that blew towards her as she danced, and said, "Master, you should change back into your women's clothes to see Grandmaster!"
"Uh, no, now is not the time."
Firstly, Master doesn't want to see his good disciple poisoned to death again; staying to protect you is the most important thing.
Secondly, your master has long since left the court and relinquished military power over the Vermilion Bird Army. His sudden return would cause turmoil in the court and the country, which would be detrimental to assisting you in achieving your goals.
Thirdly, my dear disciple mentioned that Zheng Ya could help me conceive. It's not that I don't trust you, but I don't want your master to be disappointed. I can't withstand such a dramatic ups and downs!
Fourthly, you are currently in a period where you need manpower, and your master absolutely cannot leave you. Helping you maintain order, recruiting soldiers, and rushing to the battlefield as soon as possible is the most important thing.” The old Taoist nun rationally restrained her impulse and analyzed the current situation.
Wu Wei hugged her arm with relief and said coquettishly, "I knew Master loved me the most..."
"Someone's coming!" The old nun sensed that an outsider was heading straight for the main hall. She quickly pushed away her arm and disappeared from the main hall.
"Shasha!" Wu Dong returned abruptly: "Princess, something terrible has happened! A major incident has occurred at Fuxiang Tower—the poisoning of Lord Fu Zhen and his cousin Fu Ya—and it has alarmed..."
"Wait, who is this Fu Ya you're talking about?" Wu Wei keenly sensed something and raised her hand to interrupt him, pressing for an answer.
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