One word of “Father” shook the golden throne

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Imagining her master eating the mushroom and recovering, the little girl's face lit up with joy. “Senior Sister, pull me up quickly!” “I'm sorry, Sui Sui. Senior Sister truly has no strength left. I can't pull you up anymore.” Wanwan let out a sinister chuckle and released her grip. With most of her body hanging over the cliff edge, Sui Sui instantly lost her balance without Wanwan's support. Her tiny frame staggered and swayed before tumbling headfirst over the precipice. In her panic, she could only manage to reach out her left hand toward her senior sister. “Senior Sister, save...” Seeing the icy, savage expression on her little senior sister's face atop the cliff, Suisui's voice caught in her throat in shock. The little senior sister before her seemed so unfamiliar, involuntarily reminding her of the evil spirits her master had spoken of. The little senior sister she had grown up with, suddenly... How terrifying! Watching the tiny figure vanish into the mist shrouding the mountainside. Wanwan clapped her hands twice, letting out a cold laugh. “Go ahead and die with peace of mind. This lifetime, I am the true heiress of the Hou family. I'll enjoy all your glory, wealth, and perfect match for you!” She reached into her sleeve pocket and carefully retrieved the jade pendant she'd stolen from her master's box. In the sunlight, the emerald jade glowed with a lustrous sheen. Hanging the pendant around her neck, Wanwan turned and scrambled down the slope, sprinting toward the other side of the valley. ... In the riverbed below the cliff. Sui Sui struggled laboriously out of the water, still clutching the tiny golden lingzhi mushroom in her hand. Ice-cold river water poured into her throat and nose. Her eyes stung fiercely. Her nose hurt so much. Her throat hurt too. The river water felt like a giant, icy hand, tugging at her body and clothes. Her small hands frantically slapped at the surface as Sui Sui screamed with all her might. “Help... Help me! Little fishies, save me... I don't want to die... Help...” From a very young age, Sui Sui could talk to the animals and plants in the mountains. When her master learned of this, he warned her specifically never to reveal it to anyone. Sui Sui always obeyed her master and never revealed this secret to anyone, not even her senior sister, Wan Wan. Fish swimming in the surrounding river channels seemed to sense something, swimming toward Sui Sui in unison. Big fish, small fish... They all darted beneath her. One, two... Gathering in ever-greater numbers, they formed a dazzling school of fish. All the fish swam with united force, gradually lifting the sinking Sui Sui out of the water. “Your Highness, look! There seems to be someone in the water...” Spotting a figure drifting in the river, the guard tending to the horses by the water's edge cried out in alarm. Before the guard could finish, a dark figure leapt into the air. With two light taps of his toes on the water's surface, he landed beside Sui Sui in the river. The startled fish scattered. Jun Qian extended his arm, pulling Sui Sui into his embrace. He turned and swam vigorously toward the shore. “Help!” “Your Highness, be careful!” ... The personal eunuch Chang Lu and several accompanying guards rushed over together. Back on shore, they paid no heed to their soaked bodies. Jun Qian helped Sui Sui into a sitting position, his right hand slapping her back with sharp, decisive strokes. Sui Sui coughed violently, spitting out a large gush of river water that had choked her. Pfft— Not a single drop of river water was wasted, splattering all over Jun Qian's face. Jun Qian: … “Disgusting.” Chang Lu silently offered a clean handkerchief: “Your Highness...” Jun Qian snorted coldly and yanked it forcefully. Yet when it touched the little one's face, his touch was gentle. He carefully wiped her face clean, gently smoothing back the wet strands of hair tangled across her forehead. Jun Qian suddenly froze. The little girl appeared to be only three or four years old. Her skin was as tender and white as fresh snow. Her long lashes, dampened by water, seemed even thicker, glistening like wings in the sunlight. Her chubby baby face was barely larger than his own palm. Her dark eyes shone like black gems, clear and luminous, soaked in spring water. Even Chang Lu couldn't help but marvel inwardly! What an exquisitely delicate child! Ever since entering the palace, Chang Lu had served by Jun Qian's side. With such an extraordinary young master, Chang Lu had long ceased to notice others. Yet this little one before him left him utterly astonished. “Sui Sui... are you saved?” She raised her small hand to rub her eyes, stinging from the river water. Sui's eyes widened in astonishment. “Wow—” A slender, tall youth of twelve or thirteen stood before them, clad in a dark gold-embroidered robe and crowned with a golden cap. Water dripped from his damp robes, yet he looked not the least bit disheveled. His face was more beautiful than any immortal depicted in her master's books. She blurted out: “Are you an immortal who descended from heaven, Sister?” Everyone: ... Jun Qian: !!! Chang Lu cleared his throat softly, helping Sui Sui to her feet as he gently reminded her. “Your Highness is a man, not a sister.” “So he's actually a brother!” Sui Sui stood up, smoothing out her damp, clammy robe. Mimicking her master's teachings, she bowed earnestly to Jun Qian. “Thank you, divine brother, for saving Suisui's life. Master said, ‘A drop of kindness... a flood... a flood... a flood of...’” She stuttered on the word “flood.” Seeing the little pink bundle frown, looking utterly perplexed. Chang Lu was about to prompt her. Suddenly, Sui Sui's eyes lit up. “I remember now! A drop of kindness, forever bound in heart.”