"Haotian, from now on, you are the Holy Son of Zhaoyang Kingdom!"
At the Tianlong Temple in Zhaoyang Kingdom, at the Buddhist Dharma Assembly, Imperial Preceptor Ran Qiyue respectfully addressed a beautiful young man seated on a lotus cushion.
"Thank you, Master Imperial Master!" Yu Haotian clasped his hands together.
"Why don't you hurry up and pay your respects to the Holy Son!" Ran Qiyue glanced at the believers below and shouted sternly.
"Meet the Son!"
"No need to be polite!"
Twelve-year-old Yu Haotian, dressed in a pristine white robe, had bright eyes and beautiful eyebrows, a handsome and extraordinary appearance, a dot of cinnabar between his brows, making him look as beautiful as Shunhua, extraordinary and otherworldly. He was seen gazing at the cheering crowd below, his expression cold and his words indifferent.
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Two years later.
"Holy Son, your mission this time is to go to Laifeng Country to find the 'Chosen Daughter'. Find her and pierce her heart with the 'Heartless Knife'. Only in this way can the Emperor's reign be secured forever." Ran Qiyue handed a dagger made of Beiming Xuantie to Yu Haotian and solemnly instructed him.
With a "clang", Yu Haotian unsheathed the dagger. It was exquisitely made, with a sharp blade and a cold light. It was indeed a good weapon that could cut through iron like mud.
"Master State Master, Haotian is just a powerless womanizer. How can he have the ability to kill the 'chosen girl'? What's more, there are so many people in the world, where can Haotian go to find her?" Yu Haotian's eyes flickered slightly, and he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and said lightly.
"You don't have to worry about that. The Yu family is best at soul-stealing and psychic communication. As the legitimate son of the Yu family with supernatural powers, you don't need to look for her deliberately. The 'chosen girl' will naturally find you." Ran Qiyue waved her hand indifferently.
"Haotian, I will definitely live up to my mission!"
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A year ago, Yu Haotian, who had taken off the coat of the Son of God, was finally sent to the Laifeng Kingdom to carry out the mission of finding and assassinating the "Chosen Daughter".
After sneaking into Laifeng State, Yu Haotian, who was weak and helpless, struggled to shake off his watchers and hid on a cargo ship at the dock, traveling south. After the ship docked, he returned to land and ran for another two weeks before finally reaching Fufeng County.
Recalling the little girl who rescued him from a group of children bullying him when he was a child, a hint of determination flashed across Yu Haotian's bright peach blossom eyes.
On a full-moon night, Yu Haotian fabricated a new identity for himself, forced himself into hypnosis, and erased his past memories. Overusing his spiritual power, he eventually collapsed in the woods outside Fufeng County...
"Boss, look, there seems to be someone lying in front."
When Lan Ru, the brothel owner of Lan Yan Pavilion in Baishui Town, was returning to Fufeng County from the provincial capital, she met Yu Haotian who had fainted on the ground. Seeing that he was so handsome, she asked the coachman to put him on the carriage and bring him back to Lan Yan Pavilion.
Yu Haotian woke up in a room on the second floor of Lanyan Pavilion that was filled with the smell of cosmetics. He opened his big, innocent eyes and looked around curiously at the completely unfamiliar place.
"Young Master, what's your name? Why did you faint in the woods outside the city?"
After Yu Haotian woke up, the brothel owner Lan Rushi, who had received the report, came in person and asked him about his well-being for a long time.
Touching his aching head, Yu Haotian looked bewildered.
Searching his memory, Yu Haotian timidly said, "My name is Yu Xiaotian. My parents died in a snowstorm when I was one year old. I was lucky enough to be picked up by a beggar woman, but she died when I was twelve. After that, I wandered aimlessly begging all the way to the south."
“How pitiful!”
The brothel owner Lan Ru pressed the corners of her eyes lightly with a handkerchief, squeezed out a few crocodile tears, and said with a look of sympathy.
"From now on, you can stay with the brothel owner. I promise I won't let you go hungry again."
Lan Ru was completely pleased with Yu Xiaotian; he needed no training at all; he had a delicate, slender demeanor that drew pity. His large, peach-shaped eyes, in particular, seemed captivating, always captivating. In the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, even with minimal instruction, he could apply what he had learned to other situations, performing exceptionally well, surprising even Yu Xiaotian himself. Ultimately, he could only chalk it up to his natural talent.
So, within less than two weeks of Yu Xiaotian's stay at Lan Yan Pavilion, he was already listed by Lan Rushi as the new top-ranked young master, surpassing Lian Xing in beauty. Furthermore, word of his beauty quickly spread throughout Fufeng County.
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"Hua Youcai, didn't you say there was a new handsome top-ranked young man at Lanyan Pavilion? Where is he?"
Hua Qingcheng, with a heavily made-up face, spat out the twig she was using to pick her teeth and said angrily.
"Don't be impatient. He is the top young master. How could he let you see him so easily? You have to pay money." Hua Youcai winked meaningfully at Hua Qingcheng.
"It's so unlucky! I haven't been lucky lately, and the old man at home is always nagging me not to go to the gambling house. He has ruined all my good luck!" Hua Qingcheng felt a buzzing pain in her head when she thought of Mu Lige's earnest look.
"It's right to listen to me. Go back and ask the husbands in your family for some money. You are the head of the family. Even the husbands are yours, so of course all the money in the family is yours. If the husbands are really disobedient, just sell one or two of them. You are tired of playing with them anyway, so it would be better to replace them with new ones, isn't it?" Hua Youcai, who was determined to drag Hua Qingcheng into the water to borrow usury, kept tempting her.
"That...that's of course!" Hua Qingcheng said with a little guilt.
In fact, although she had four husbands at home, she could only look at them but not eat them, and she couldn't even touch their hands. Every time she wanted to sleep with her husband, she would always feel inexplicable pain or itchiness here and there, and all kinds of problems. But she would never tell anyone about such an embarrassing thing.
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