Murong Zhan said, "Even a vicious tiger won't eat its cubs. How could I harm you?"
Murong Feiyan said, "All ties between us were severed long ago. Back then, you abandoned my mother and me, leaving her to die with bitterness in her heart. Why pretend to be a good man now? If you came under orders, then fight me. If you win, take my corpse back with you. If you lose, I'll cut off your head as an offering to my mother's spirit in heaven."
A glimmer of pain flashed through Murong Zhan's gray-white eyes. He nodded slowly and said, "I know you hate me, and I don't ask for your forgiveness. I came here to have a look, because as long as you're alive, you'll never abandon your mother's spirit tablet."
Murong Feiyan snapped, "Shut up! Don't you dare mention my mother again."
Murong Zhan sighed. "The uprising at the Imperial Mausoleum enraged His Majesty. Though you were lucky enough to escape, you must never let anyone know you're still alive. Otherwise, the Imperial Court will never let you go." Deep down, he still cared about his only daughter.
Murong Feiyan said, "My affairs are none of your concern."
Murong Zhan said, "I know you hate me. It was indeed my idea to send you to guard the Imperial Mausoleum, but I wasn't deliberately trying to separate you from Hu Xiaotian. Everyone knows he's Princess Yongyang's favorite, and there's long been something between them. He's calculating and silver-tongued. Princess Yongyang is merely an ignorant girl just awakening to love, and he's already sweet-talked her into losing her head over him. His intentions are plain as day: he wants to climb onto Princess Yongyang's lofty branch and become the imperial son-in-law. If you keep entangling yourself with him, you'll