1748: Two Years XV

Two Years XV

The gentleman she met in Wu Shang City was so similar to Nan Suyi…0

If only he could be Suyi's son...

Unfortunately, he was not her son. Otherwise, he would have come back with Suyi.

"I know… I'll go and spend more time with my aunt."

"Good." Nan Fang smiled faintly. "Nan Luo… Can you help me put this thing in Suyi's soup..."

Nan Luo paused and looked at Nan Fang in shock.

She watched Nan Fang take out a packet of powder from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Father, this... You use this to control the spirit beasts' mind."

Nan Fang's face was expressionless. "Give it to Suyi."

Nan Luo's hands were trembling; she did not dare to take that powder. Her eyes were filled with worry.

'Isn't Suyi my aunt? Why does Father treat her like this?'

"Father, why are you doing this?" Nan Luo's voice trembled.

"You don't have to know why I did this. If you want your mother to treat you well, you better listen to me and do what I say, otherwise... I won't accept you as my daughter in the future!"

Nan Fang sneered and looked at Nan Luo coldly.

Nan Luo took the powder, her fingers were trembling, and her eyes were filled with tears.

"Go! Remember what I told you, and don't let Suyi know, or you know what will happen to you." Nan Fang waved his sleeve; his voice was cold.

Nan Luo bit her lip and lowered her head.

To her father, the son was everything and the daughter... She was only a tool.

"I understand, Father." Her voice was low, so low that it was almost inaudible.

She had never done this kind of thing in her life. She stared at the bag of powder in her hands, her heart beating faster...

***

The sky in Wu Shang City was clear.

Wu Shang City had no more cloudy days since the spiritual qi storm's appearance two years ago. The air was fresher than usual, making people come and stay for a long time.

"Mother! Mother!"

Xia Xia's body was so small and soft that she could not even walk steadily, but she ran toward the woman sitting in the pavilion.

When there was no one to hold her, she would accidentally fall to the ground, but after she fell, she stood up again, giggling.

"Xia Xia..."

Feng Ruqing rushed toward Xia Xia, picking her up smilingly. "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Xia Xia laughed innocently. She put her small dirty hand on Feng Ruqing's face and said, "It doesn't hurt if I have you, Mother."

A black handprint appeared on Feng Ruqing's face. "Xia Xia!"

Feng Ruqing took a deep breath, trying to control her anger.

'She's my daughter. I can't hit her!'

'Daughter must be handled gently!'

"Xia Xia, remember to wash your hands next time." She softened her tone and said, "And don't go out alone with Qing Han."

Xia Xia smiled cutely and innocently and kissed Feng Ruqing.

She then whispered, "Mother, let's play with fire with Sister."

'Fire?'

Feng Ruqing's face darkened. "You guys went out and set a fire? Who set it first?"

She knew that these two girls could not be left alone!

"Aunt Tang."

Feng Ruqing gritted her teeth. "Where is Tang Yin? Did she take you to set the fire? What if you burnt yourselves?"

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