On the other side, Tian Fuling, who was still in recovery, was still lying dead, unaware of the male protagonist her cheap dad had forced upon her.

At this time, she was only thinking about how to be nice to her father today and how to please an old man. This was too challenging for her.

Of course, she needs to solve an important thing now, which is how to let her step out of the door. Tian Fuling looked at Cuilian squatting at the door, her mind went blank.

Who would have thought that this little villain would be so stubborn, insisting on guarding the door without wavering even a step, staring at me even when I leave. It is really embarrassing for me, Fat Tiger.

Tian Fuling angrily stared at the little maid not far away, someone should come and take her away quickly, she is going to become moldy in the bed.

After thinking about it, a familiar yet unfamiliar man appeared at the door. He didn't know what he said to Cuilian. Cuilian stepped aside and the man entered the room smoothly.

Tian Fuling looked at him expectantly, thinking silently in her heart.

Take her out quickly, no matter what the reason is.

The man looked at her expectantly and paused for a moment, then walked forward as if nothing had happened.

"Uncle asked me to check on your recovery. You should lie down first and don't move."

Ah, it’s healing again.

Tian Fuling was a little disappointed, curled her lips and lay down.

"Let's start quickly and decide quickly."

The man looked at her strangely, put his hand on her wrist, and slowly input his spiritual energy, while observing her expression calmly.

Once you frown, you will slow down your spiritual power, and when you relax, you will speed up the progress.

After the treatment, I personally poured her a cup of tea, although it was still cold.

Tian Fuling looked at the male protagonist in front of her who was completely different from the one in the book. She felt a little sad and angry. Her butterfly wings were flapping too exaggeratedly. Such an inspirational male protagonist turned into a holy father.

How did he think about facing such a small boss?

Tian Fuling silently took the tea from the male protagonist's hand and drank it all in one gulp.

Maybe it's because the characters she wrote have some changes in their personalities. After all, he's her son. Maybe it's the mother-son connection.

With this thought in mind, Tian Fuling's eyes gradually looked at the male protagonist with affection.

The male protagonist... always feels that this woman has become weirder. Maybe he gave the wrong medicine.

Tian Fuling, who had not been loving for a long time, finally felt something was wrong. She seemed to have a fever again.

Tian Fuling immediately thought of the cup of tea poured by the male protagonist. Could it be that she made a mistake in judgment and returned to the ending of the vicious female supporting role? Sure enough, the female protagonist could not have changed this ending.

Tian Fuling's head was in a daze and she used all her strength to grab the clothes of the person in front of her.

"Help me." After saying that, he passed out.

She thought she could still save her.

Then, Nan Zizhan's cold voice was heard.

"Miss Yao Fuling, passed away from illness."

Immediately afterwards there was another burst of chaos.

She lost all consciousness before she could see her cheap daddy for the last time.

What Tian Fuling didn't know was that while she was unconscious, her cheap dad was receiving the imperial edict.

The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground, his hands trembling and his waist hunched, seemed to have aged dozens of years.

"Anyway, it's because I, Yao, didn't do enough that the king became suspicious of me."

With tears glistening in his eyes, Yao Qingfeng closed his eyes, rushed out with determination and hit his head against a pillar to death.

The servants in the house wailed for a while, whether they were crying for the death of the master or that their own lives were about to be in danger.

Implicating the nine clans, what a big crime this is, even if you survive, you can't escape being a lowly person.

Eunuch Xu, who was sent by the dynasty, looked at the people who died after hitting the pillar without a trace of pity in his eyes, and ordered the troops he brought.

"Capture all the people here and press them to the royal capital."

While Eunuch Xu was making his rounds, he suddenly remembered that Yao Qingfeng had a daughter under his knees. He glanced at her and kicked the boy kneeling beside him.

"Where is your lady? Resistance and disrespect is a serious crime. If you don't want to suffer in prison, tell me your lady's whereabouts."

The boy immediately stood up and said, "Miss fell ill and is recovering in her room. I will take you over."

Eunuch Xu followed the young man, turning left and right, and walked most of the courtyard without reaching the so-called young lady's boudoir. Instead, he passed by a small desolate courtyard twice.

Eunuch Xu immediately got angry and said, "Someone, drag this boy down and beat him to death."

He suddenly caught sight of the torture instruments not far away from the corner of his eyes, "Give him the torture instruments here one by one, and he won't stop until he dies."

When the boy heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he opened his mouth tremblingly: "Give me another chance, and I will take you there."

Eunuch Xu gave him a cold look and gently lowered his raised chin.

The armored soldiers retreated after hearing this.

The young man tremblingly led him to the young lady's boudoir, but he didn't expect to hear sobbing before he even arrived.

The boy quickly asked: "What's going on?"

Cuilian cried so hard that she was out of breath, sobbed and replied: "The young lady passed away from illness."

Everyone present was shocked. They had never heard of this young lady having any illness before she came here, so why did she suddenly die of illness?

Eunuch Xu's eyes darkened, "Dead? He died today by such a coincidence? Could he be playing some trick?"

"You want to see people alive, you want to see corpses when you're dead. The king has ordered that the king of hell will let you go when he sees you."

the night before.

Nan Zizhan looked at the few silver threads of the man in front of him and was speechless for a moment. He should not have interfered in this matter.

But somewhere in his heart he couldn't bear to reject the man in front of him.

He knelt down and helped the man up.

"Alas, I can only promise you to take the person safely away from this dynasty. From now on, it depends on her own fate."

Yao Qingfeng burst into tears after hearing this. He finally solved the whereabouts of his precious daughter, but he could no longer follow her. He was really... reluctant to let go.

After crying for a while, Yao Qingfeng raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears and respectfully gave a big salute to the outstanding young man in front of him.

"I can't repay my nephew for his kindness. There is still a priceless heirloom in the Yao family's home. Let's use it as a deposit."

"My dear nephew, follow me."

After that, Yao Qingfeng walked out of the central hall without waiting for Nan Zizhan to refuse.

Nan Zizhan paused for a while, and finally made up his mind to follow him. As soon as he left the central hall, he saw Yao Qingfeng waiting at the corner, and saw him walking out with a relieved smile on his face.

Yao Qingfeng led Nan Zizhan to stand in front of the study, went in and tinkered with it himself, took out an ancient scroll, and gave him detailed instructions.

"This scroll was left by our ancestors hundreds of years ago. It is said that it can leave a way out for the Yao family. Now I have given this way out to you and Lingling. I hope you will make good use of it."

Nan Zizhan clasped his fists at Yao Qingfeng, took the scroll and hid it on his body.

Yao Qingfeng said with some worry: "Does my nephew have any plans for this matter?"

Nan Zizhan nodded and spoke out the plan.
Chapter completed!