At the thought of how Yueâer almost died in this womanâs hands, she felt exceptionally enraged and wanted to slice this woman to pieces at once.
âFather! Mother!!â
A familiar voice suddenly called out from behind. The empressâs face was instantly drained of blood as she turned to see a round body, shaped like a ball, running over.
âYueâer!â Her lips were trembling. âWhy did you come here for?â
She had deliberately ordered someone to inform the palace not to let Yueâer leave, so why was he here?
âIâm here to look for...â Yueâer easily caught sight of Feng Ruqing standing beside Ah Hua and was immediately delighted. âGoddess...â
Sister...
Before that word could leave his lips, countless vines had slithered across the ground and grabbed his legs to dangle him up in the air.
The little fatty was dumbstruck, his eyes looking lost.
What did he do wrong this time? Why did Pretty Sister want to hit him again?
âYueâer!â The empressâs eyes went bloodshot as she yelled at the top of her lungs, âLet Yueâer go!â
Feng Ruqing ignored her and narrowed her eyes at the little fatty being dangled in midair.
âLittle Fatty, Iâve really misunderstood you. To think youâve learned to tell on me and got your father to come and get revenge for you!â
The little fatty was confused. âI didnât! Put me down quickly. I didnât tell on you.â
âDidnât tell on me? If you didnât tell on me, why did your parents send people over to hold Nan Xian and me off?â Feng Ruqing smiled widely as she asked, âIt seems that your butt is itchy again and is asking for a beating.â
The little fatty shuddered. When he recalled that stinging pain, he got even more anxious.
âI didnât!â
âThatâs enough!â The empressâs eyes were red as she glared furiously at Feng Ruqing. âSo what if Yueâer tells on you? Youâve clearly done it, so why wonât you admit it?â
The little fatty was almost in tears from being angered by his mother. He kept struggling.
âMother, why did you harm me? Why? Since when did I complain about her to you? Am I that kind of person?â
The spirit beasts below have stopped moving as they opened their mouths wide to wait for the little fatty.
If he managed to struggle free, he would fall right into the spirit beastsâ mouth.
Perhaps it was because of this that the little fatty had stopped struggling and obediently let the vines dangle him in the air in that pitiful state.
âYueâer, donât you worry. With Father and Mother here, no one would dare to bully you!â The empressâs face darkened. âThese people will have to pay the price!â
The little fatty was really crying now. Two rows of tears appeared as his nose started dripping.
âShe didnât bully me, really!â
The empressâs gaze was dark. âYueâer, you really donât have to be afraid. Didnât you say she was bullying you at the palace? Mother will avenge you now!â
Feng Ruqing narrowed her eyes and looked up at Qi Yue.
Even Feng Liangqing subconsciously looked at him...
âDid the little prince... really tell on her?
âTsk! I didnât know he was such a petty person. It seems that Miss Feng whipped him too lightly last time.â
The little fatty was dumbfounded, feeling his heart go cold.
He had tried so hard to leave a good impression in Feng Ruqingâs mind, but it was gone now... Everything was gone...
âMother.â He paused, deciding to explain himself one more time. âAre you misunderstanding something?â
âWhat?â The empress was stunned and looked up at the little prince.
âI didnât tell on her, and I wouldnât ever have told you that sheâs whipped me before, and... youâve clearly promised me before that you would take down Feng Lianqing and Lianyi for me...â