A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.
Fan Xian looked at her and couldn't say a word. He had gradually come to understand something of the world. Perhaps everything was destiny and fated. Duoduo's background seemed unbelievable. Thinking about it closely, Master Ku He had the idea decades ago. This idea had floated to the future and landed in front of him, on this patch of the grasslands.
There was no need to consider why Haitang was able to make the people of the Northern tribes believe her princess identity. There was also no need to consider how she had done it all two years ago. Since Master Ku He had tossed this variable out, he had already done all the preparations. Ku He fooled his brothers and left a bloodline of the Ka'erna royal court. How could he have not left an item of trust?
"Your parents?" Fan Xian watched Haitang's rarely dazed appearance and asked in a quiet voice.