Incantation Script Family/C159 Saved the Country(1)
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C159 Saved the Country(1)

A man will have many setbacks in his life, as a man, he would never be branded with the mark of being afraid of death. Although Fu Rong was still young, it was precisely because he was young... His life was still very long, so Fu Rongzhi had no choice but to plan for his future.

Fu Ting still remembered that child in the Hu family. He happily ran over to give him a punch and kick. He also remembered that day when he moved out of the old residence, that child's gaze was filled with reluctance. That child was actually taught by the hand of Fu Ting. How could he not worry?

"Big brother -" Fu Ting knocked on the door of Fu Hua's room and bowed to the end: "I must go to the capital to see His Majesty. Can I have half of the soldiers in the residence?"

"Why did you suddenly want to return to the court?" Fu Hua hurriedly put down the matters in his hands and ordered his servants to retreat. "Zhizhi, what happened?" After knowing the matter, Fu Hua fell silent.

After a long while, he smiled bitterly and said, "Ting Zhi, ever since my father passed away, I have been in charge of the family business and have never taken any responsibility for you. As the head of the family..."

Fu Tingzhi did not say anything and only respectfully waited for him to continue.

"Fine, you have considerations for everything you do. You can take all the soldiers away." Fu Hua took out a seal and wrote down a document. "When do you want to leave? Big Brother will send you off."

"The situation is urgent. We need to leave overnight." Fu Ting received the document: "Big brother, I will go first." Considering that the soldiers of the House of Chaotic Storms did not dare to bring all of them away, he only brought half of them. That night, Fu Ting and the hundred soldiers of the House of Chaotic Storms set off overnight and headed to the capital along the official road.

The reason why Fu Ting could not sleep that night was not because of the bumpy journey. It was because he was thinking too much, too messy, and too complicated. Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, fifteen years had passed since she arrived in this era. It was precisely the result of Traceless Time.

When she was young, she had her father pampering her, so she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with dressing up as a man. Later on, when she committed a great crime, she attracted the wrath of the heavens. Only then did she finally understand her father's worries for many years, as well as the desire to be a woman in his heart. However, the heavens didn't obey people's wishes. When the war started, people were homeless, and generals were conferred titles, all of these happened naturally and suddenly. She did not want it, but she had no choice.

Many times, she always thought, as a Future with five thousand years of history in her chest, should she be too careful, or should she face the glory and halo that she had now? Whenever she thought of this, she would inexplicably hate the injustice of this era against women. These years, every day in the Talisman Pavilion, could it be that he had crossed over through this type of struggle?

As for Ji Cheng, she thought even more, and the more she thought, the more heartache she felt. What Han Jiang said was right. She and Fu Shen shared the same bloodline. They had fallen in love with each other, and had decided that there would be no change in their lives. However, that man had lied to her, and he had lied to her so thoroughly.

When it came to lying, Fu Ting Zhi would sometimes be puzzled, wondering whether Ji Cheng had ever loved him or not. Initially, he thought that ___ had loved him, but slowly, he was uncertain. Knowing that Fu Rong had entered the battlefield, he had no choice but to step out of the mountain once more. She did not dare to think that the man who lied to her was in love with her.

If it was true love, why would she lie?

If it wasn't true love, what was left between the two of them? Was Ji Cheng feeling guilty, indebted, or had he not gotten what he wanted...

The head of the Talisman Pavilion. He did not dare to think about it before, but today, he had to make all of this clear. When his father died, that person did not care about the criticism of the three armies and guarded the spirit for three days. The guilt was clearly shown on the surface. As for the debt, it was needless to say, whether it was the feelings or the events that happened during the escape. What Ji Cheng owed him was not just a little bit.

However, this was not what Fu Ting wanted. In the end, it didn't matter whether he felt guilty or not. It was just a favor that broke the heavens. There wasn't much difference between owing a favor and ten favors. He could always repay them all. Besides, if Ji Cheng agreed to Fu Ting's request this time... All the debts would be paid back.

If they paid it back, would there be nothing left between the two of them? The head of the Talisman Pavilion! He suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart. She rubbed a few of her melancholy wounds...

She really took out her heart and gave it to him. She, risked being punished by the heavens again and committed murder, he had schemed to kill so many generals and generals. He had done it for the sake of being with him for the rest of his life. However, if that person had been using him from the beginning to the end, or coveting him even though he had a request, his intentions were truly in vain.

For some reason, the most profound memory of the previous life surfaced in Fu Ting's mind. That was when her boyfriend made the request for marriage. She was still in a restless mood when she went online to read the posts about marriage. So she saw this post, The Daily Dialog of Old Man's Old Wife.

The OP was not a knowledgeable person, so he spoke very directly. Because he was straightforward, he revealed his cuteness, which was why when the Tower Lord saw it, when the Tower Lord saw that the Tower Lord was speaking in a vulgar manner to his wife, who had been married for ten years, he would think deeply about it instead of making fun of her.

The Tower Head wrote: Dialog 1. Today, I was very happy to say to her: "So comfortable, such a big pile of sh * t." My wife rolled her eyes at me. "You're so disgusting."

A few days later, my wife tidied up her clothes and proudly said, "Finally, I pooped for a few days. It's really a lot of good stuff." I immediately replied, "Congratulations, wife."

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