"The donor is a destined person," he smiled lightly, the cinnabar between his brows showing a crimson color.

Fu Ronghua sat on the stool, Mingsu lowered his eyes, Fu Ronghua couldn't help but ask, "How is it?"

He raised his eyes and said, "The benefactor's fate is Tianfeng's fate."

Fu Ronghua wondered, "What does this mean?"

"I was born with the destiny of Phoenix," he took back his hand. "I hope the benefactor will not tell anyone about this destiny. Even if I come here today, I will not reveal it to anyone."

Fu Ronghua asked hesitantly, "Can't you do it too, Your Majesty?"

Mingsu looked at her with a faint smile on his lips, "The donor knows it well."

Looking at his see-through eyes, Fu Ronghua realized for the first time that she seemed to be unable to hide anything in front of this man.

She stood up and said, "Then, I will take my leave first."

Mingsu walked her to the door and said, "If you have any questions, you can come to the poor monk at any time during these few days in Wanguo Temple to solve your doubts."

Fu Ronghua held up the hem of his skirt and suddenly looked back, "Master, are you so enthusiastic about the people you are destined to meet?"

Mingsu smiled, the cinnabar between his brows shining brightly, "A poor monk looks at people."

Fu Ronghua turned around without saying anything and walked out of the room. Ruixue came to greet him, "Master."

Fu Ronghua raised his hand, "Let's go."

Mingsu stood there and watched her leave, then his eyes deepened.

Emperor Xuan Zhao raised his eyes and asked, "Where have you gone?"

Fu Ronghua walked over quickly and said, "I went to the temple." She grabbed Emperor Xuan Zhao's hand.

Emperor Xuanzhao held it with his backhand and said, "There are many rules in the temple. I'm afraid you will run into me."

Fu Ronghua raised his lips and said, "As long as His Majesty is here, I will not be afraid."

Emperor Xuan Zhao put his arm around her waist and said, "The vegetarian food here tastes good."

Fu Ronghua smiled, "I want to have a good taste."

Emperor Xuan Zhao stroked her long hair and said, "It's better to stay here longer." His eyes were deep and complicated.

Fu Ronghua lowered her eyes and smiled, blocking the emotions in her eyes. She nestled in the emperor's arms, wondering what she was thinking.

It was night, the stars were twinkling, and Fu Ronghua held his chin, thinking about what Ming Su had said during the day.

He seemed to know everything, but said nothing. He was such a strange person. She lowered her eyes and covered her thoughts.

The emperor's rebirth should be related to his compassion for the world and the heart of a Bodhisattva. When I see him today, it seems that he is not as compassionate as the legend.

However, that appearance is just like the legend, ageless, like a fairy in heaven.

"My queen is not sleeping yet." Ruixue asked in a low voice.

Fu Ronghua came back to his senses and said, "Nothing, I thought of something."

"Are you thinking about Master Mingsu today?"

Fu Ronghua spoke in a deep voice, "What happened today must not be told to anyone except you and me."

Ruixue nodded quickly, "I understand, slave."

In the dark night, Fu Ronghua thought about what Bai Rimingsu said, Tianfeng fate, she thought, and closed her eyes slightly.

Emperor Xuan Zhao put his hands behind his back and looked out the window at the night. He thought of Mingsu, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but remembering his methods, he suppressed it.

He rubbed his wrist with his fingers, his eyes darkened, then he exhaled and turned back to the inner room.

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Mingsu looked at the sky, with a smile on his lips, "Human nature is always greedy. It not only desires power, but also fears the power."

Under the night sky, the cinnabar between his brows was as bright as blood.

He twirled the beads with his fingers and looked up at the moonlight. He wondered if it was an illusion. Under the night sky, the moon seemed to show blood.
Chapter completed!