I was hiding from gods and demons at the beginning, but it turned out that I was the boss

After collecting a wave of daily necessities, Qingtian was called away by Neke, saying that Morton Daoer wanted to see her.

Qingtian thought she would see him in the lounge or bedroom, but she didn't expect it to be the study.

The man who had fainted in the morning leaned on the chair tiredly. His face was still a little pale, and his eyes were no longer as majestic and calm as usual, but more soft, even a little apologetic?

Qingtian blinked and sat across from him.

You think too much, no matter what, it is you and Lanzemar who have brought trouble to this family.

"You..." Morton Daoer was at a loss to say anything. His daughter was only nine years old and had to bear all this. After careful consideration, he could only retreat weakly.

"What about joining the Chosen Order of Gods?" Qingtian understood his mood. Normal parents would be like this, "Don't worry, I won't suffer there."

Well, to be honest, if you are alive, you will definitely escape, and if you die, you will not feel the pain...

Morton nodded, he still had this confidence.

As long as the Morton family does not fall and Yilan's status as princess remains, the Chosen Group will not go too far. At most, they will be like a hostage. They will let her live in the temple for a long time and let her attend some social occasions on behalf of the Chosen Group.

"You are a smart child. As a father, I don't want you to go. But as the leader of the clan, I will not stop it anymore, because if there is no this time, there will be another time."

Halfway through, Dao'er took a deep breath and said, "But please understand, even if you become an ascetic monk of the Chosen Group, the Morton family will not be hindered by them for your sake. The family has always been on His Majesty's side."

When Qingtian heard this, he suddenly realized that he looked at the matter from this perspective. He felt that his daughter had become a victim of the struggle, and he felt powerless and guilty...

"You don't have to worry about this, I understand, and I won't become a burden to the family." Qingtian replied.

Morton frowned, "No, you are not a burden. Don't think so. On the contrary, I have always felt that you are the most potential and smartest among the children."

Yilan is indeed very smart, but it's a pity that she is jealous of talents.

Qingtian sat upright and said: "I understand, I love you and this family. My current choice is the most appropriate, please believe me."

This is Qingtian's true words. As a lonely soul in another world, facing this unknown world, it was the Morton family that gave her warmth and a sense of belonging.

Morton Daoer was a little moved, his eyes were red, and he said in a low voice: "I hope that no matter what situation you are in, you will aim at personal development. Only by becoming stronger can you not be bullied and protect the people you care about. You understand. ?"

Qingtian looked solemn and bowed slightly to him. This was a father's helplessness and expectation.

Morton Daoer was a little sad to see his daughter being sensible, but also a little comforted.

He took out a ring from his pocket and said, "I planned to give this to you on your tenth birthday. Take it and go see your mother later to make her feel at ease."

"thanks, I will."

Qingtian took the ring and was a little unsure about its condition, so he could only study it when he was free. As for Kasna, she must be comforted, that gentle and lovely woman.

"Wait a minute, take this baptismal confirmation letter. It contains the time and things that need to be paid attention to. Oh, this is the first time I know that the Chosen Group can be so careful!" Morton Daoer mocked.

Qingtian took the letter and went directly to Kasna's room after going out.

An hour later, she came out of the room with red eyes and returned to her house.

……

After Morton left on a sunny day, he dialed the special psychic communication equipment in His Majesty's study.

Soon, the call came through, and Lanzetu's voice came out, "Are you okay? The doctor said you have some heart problems."

"It's much better to worry you. About Yilan..."

"Hmph, those sons of bitches are really good at picking the time. They presented the list of this month's ascetic monks at the temple meeting this morning. Why haven't I seen them so meticulous before?"

"I am very sorry to trouble you."

Lanzetu smiled: "Huh, they think I will back down? Dao'er, you have to believe that I value the Morton family, and marriage is inevitable."

Morton said solemnly: "Thank you for your trust. The Morton family will always stand behind you."

"Okay, you can rest first and we'll discuss it later when we meet." Lanzetu hung up the phone.

The attendant looked at His Majesty's expression and changed him to a cup of hot tea, "Are you really planning to let the little princess who has become an ascetic monk be the fiancée of His Highness the Third?"

Lanzetu picked up the tea and smelled the quiet fragrance. "Those magicians have been severely suppressed recently. They have to find some to get back. I didn't expect them to attack the Morton family."

After taking a sip of tea, he sighed and said: "Members of the royal family cannot have ascetics, but changing the selection now is too deliberate. That girl is not very lucky. Maybe some accidents will happen in the future. You can tell me."

The waiter was shocked, but did not show it on his face, "Yes, if an accident occurs, my sister can take my place."

Lanzetu glanced at him and smiled: "I like your quick thinking. Find someone to keep an eye on you. The right time is more important, otherwise it will only increase the trouble."

"Yes."

……

Qingtian returned to her room in a depressed mood. Kasna was so emotional that she got carried away. She cried so much that her eyes and nose felt uncomfortable.

Thinking about it, I was still naive. That bastard Su Mucheng had too many calculations. He only thought about Lanzemar's love and hatred and his own life, ignoring that Yilan's identity represented many things.

It seems that the plan needs to be reorganized.

Hey, lying on the big bed on a sunny day, I feel so tired every day...

Seeing her like this, Nami jumped on the bed and meowed, nuzzling next to her and taking a nap.

After lying down for a while unable to sleep, Qingtian struggled to sit up and opened the letter confirming the baptism of the ascetic monk.

It is scheduled to be held at 2:00 pm on July 5th at the Temple of the Holy Virgin, the headquarters of the Chosen Group...

???

July 5th?

!

tomorrow? Five days promised! Why did it become three days! Damn it, is he in such a hurry! A dishonest and despicable person!

On a sunny day, my forehead hurt, and I tore the paper in two swipes.

Nami meowed twice, rushed out of bed, picked up a piece of letter paper, and threw it away like he was angry.

Qingtian was amused by its silly appearance, and felt much less depressed.

"Nami, you are so considerate. Hey, it's a pity that I can't take you away." She got out of bed, picked up Nami and kissed him.

Nami also understood her difficulty and licked the girl's face with his tongue. You know, stupid humans.

After hugging it on a sunny day, I picked up the letter that it had bitten.

The quality of the paper is really good, and it didn't break even if it was stained with saliva.

Well, we have reached this point, and it is more important to face it calmly.

Qingtian reluctantly gathered the scraps of paper and put them together again...

After putting it together, she took out the ring that Morton Dower gave him. The silver ring was very simple. After wearing it on a sunny day, the ring became smaller, and the middle part was like a soft mud with no shape...

It's interesting. You can't design it yourself according to your needs. Qingtian glanced at Nano and silently contacted the ring.

After a while, the "mud" really solidified into a simplified chubby little cat's head!

Ha, it looks a lot like Nano.

At this time, she could detect the aura of Morton Daoer in the ring. It was a very special communication ring. It was very good. She would add Mei Li's aura to it later, so she could contact her quietly if necessary.

Qingtian felt that there must be something special about this ring, otherwise Morton would not give it to him so solemnly. It's just that time is limited now, so Lanzemar and the others stopped studying before they woke up.

After that, she went to find Meili and went to visit the family warehouse. She was almost done with the preparations she needed to make.

As the saying goes, do your best and obey destiny.

……

At the headquarters of the Divine Chosen Group, a priest was reporting to Su Mucheng's office, telling him about Duke Morton's illness in the morning and His Majesty's anger at the palace meeting.

Su Mucheng hummed expressionlessly, indicating that he understood, and then took out a drafted document and handed it to the other party, "Let the saint take a look, and if you can, send it to me."

After the priest took the document and exited, he hid in a corner and peeked at the main content.

"The Divine Chosen Group will rely on the Goddess Religion to set up seminaries in various provinces to provide cultivators with tests for those under the age of 20, select the best and train them, and exempt them from tuition fees."

The priest nodded, it was a good thing. Only nobles could afford to attend the empire's schools, which were too restrictive.

If the temple does this, many people will be grateful in the future, and the status of the Chosen Group will be more stable.

"Academies and temples will also provide free soul power potential tests for all newborns..."

This is the exclusive method of the Divine Selection Group. It was originally used for the annual reserve team selection, but now the selection is changed to once every five years.

The elder is smart to do this. He has to start from the baby to rob people, and this is not limited by time and status.

The outside world said that Elder Su Mu only relied on his good skin to gain the respect of the saint, but it seems that this is not necessarily the case.