The little fatty was speechless.
What had he got to do with it?
The empress looked at Qi Fang. She seemed to understand what he was doing...
But her face remained cold.
Even though Qi Fang was considered to have done the right thing this time, she still could not forgive him for what he had done before.
Qi Fang was not exactly too bad. He was just too protective of his kingdom and too eager to make Tian Ya stay. Feng Ruqing had saved Qinâer, so he would not forget this saving grace.
Feng Lianyiâs face darkened.
âThe necklace in Feng Ruqingâs hand... Qi Yu stole that?â
She knew it!
If it had been in the past, she would be so glad to hear this, but now, she only hoped that the necklace was really from Tian Ya...
âB*tch, how dare you lie to me?â Second Prince was furious and ran toward Feng Lianyi. He slapped her hard. âDo you think Iâm stupid enough to be fooled by you? Who doesnât know that you and Feng Lianqing are the only two who are from General Manor? Helian Yue is not even a member of General Manor. It looks like youâre so desperate to stay alive, doesnât it?â
Second Prince sent her flying with another slap. Her cheeks swollen and red, and a drop of blood hung from the edge of her mouth. Her eyes flashed with resentment.
âWhy?
âWhy is this bad luck always happening to me?!
âWhy this bastard Qi Fang has to say it now? He is obviously trying to protect Feng Ruqing!â
âThese two just attacked me, so I wonât let them go again. But before that, Iâll pinch you to death first!â Second Prince sneered. âAnd this chick Helian Yue... Sheâs quite pretty, so Iâll bring her back as a dancer to my army.â
Feng Ruqingâs eyes widened, staring hard at Second Prince.
No one had noticed that the black sword in the depths of her dantian was emitting a faint light again, surrounding her palm...
Nan Xian lowered his eyes and saw Feng Ruqingâs sunken face. He held her hand gently and smiled, âIf Qingâer doesnât like him... We can settle him now...â
There was no need to wait until he had beaten Feng Lianyi half to death before making a move...n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Feng Ruqing remained silent, expressionless.
***
If Nan Xian could let the main spirit enter Feng Ruqingâs body again right now, he would surely see the little brat inside her womb had opened her eyes again.
The little brat reached out to grab the black sword, but the barrier in front of her had blocked her hand.
The little brat was in a bit of a hurry. She kept reaching for it, she opened her mouth and gulped for something, but once that spiritual qi reached the wombâs wall, they were blocked by the barrier.
After a few moments, the black sword was slowly sucked into the dantian.
The little brat was a little angry, trying even harder to gobble something. Suddenly, countless spiritual energy spread in from outside, powerful enough to turn into a sea of spiritual qi...
***
In the banquet hall.
Endless spiritual energy was pouring into Feng Ruqingâs body as if it was chasing after a soul.
Those skilled masters of Yun Huan Kingdom who had wanted to make a move suddenly stopped, shocked!
Everyone present, except for Nan Xian, turned to look at Feng Ruqing, confused. They did not understand what was happening to her.