Feng Wanwan was filled with grief and anger, her whole body was shaking with jealousy, and her eyes were red.
Feng Muqing did not miss the resentment in her eyes. She stood up and slowly walked towards Feng Wanwan in the center of the water pavilion, stopping one foot away from her.
"Not convinced?"
Feng Wanwan wanted to nod but had to shake her head.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, even if she was defeated by Feng Muqing, she could not run away.
"Wronged?"
Feng Wanwan shook her head again.
"Why are you crying?"
"No... I didn't understand the rules... and I bumped into the princess."
Feng Wanwan was about to cry, and then her tears fell down as if they were free. This look of pear blossoms with rain aroused the pity of many men.
"That being the case, if you don't know what you are looking like, you would think that I have bullied you. In the final analysis, you are the one who initiated this matter yourself."
Feng Wanwan was so depressed that she lowered her head and said nothing, and ran back to the Prime Minister's Mansion behind everyone.
Feng Muqing smiled sweetly.
Watching them reap the consequences is so satisfying!
There was singing and dancing, people were drinking and drinking, and the banquet ended with everyone having different thoughts.
After the banquet was over and it was already high in the moonlight, Feng Muqing returned to the Prince Regent's Palace and quickly went back to the room and closed the door. She also ordered Mo Yue to guard the door and no one was allowed to enter.
We can't just let it go today.
It was night, the moon was as cold as water, and the Prime Minister's Mansion was quiet.
Feng Wanwan tossed and turned, completely sleepless, and her mind was filled with the embarrassment at the banquet.
She got up and walked to the table to pour a cup of tea, hoping to soothe the irritability in her heart.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew open the window, and a biting cool breeze blew in. Feng Wanwan was wearing thin pajamas, and she was shivering all over.
She gritted her teeth and stepped forward, quickly closing the window, and the cold wind suddenly disappeared.
Feng Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to turn around and go back to bed to rest.
Just two steps away, the sinister wind struck again, not only blowing open the window but also blowing out the weak candlelight in the room.
Suddenly, the room was dark, and the cold and weak moonlight shone outside the window, making it eerie and terrifying.
"Aqiu! Aqiu!"
Feeling fear struck, Feng Wanwan anxiously called her personal maid, but no matter how she called, not a single figure appeared.
"Bang!"
A crisp sound made Feng Wanwan step back in shock. When she looked closely, she saw that the previous tea cup had been broken.
She felt uneasy, and her heart seemed to jump out of her chest.
Suddenly, a white shadow floated past the window, with long black hair covering his entire face.
"ah!"
The deafening screams pierced the sky, instantly waking up the people in their dreams.
Feng Tianling's concubine, Mrs. Wang, heard her daughter's voice and hurriedly put on her coat and rushed to Feng Wanwan's yard.
Mrs. Wang was usually worried about Feng Wanwan and wanted to take better care of her, so she moved into the courtyard next to her.
Mrs. Wang hurriedly opened the door of Feng Wanwan's room and found her fainted on the ground, her face pale.
She was shocked and turned pale, and quickly helped Feng Wanwan up, her body trembling uncontrollably.
"Wanwan, Wanwan." Wang called softly, unable to hide her worry.
Faintly hearing Feng Wanwan murmuring in a low voice, Wang leaned closer to listen.
"Ghost, there is a ghost."
Wang was confused and helped her to bed together with Ah Qiu.
That night, the Prime Minister's Mansion was brightly lit, and Feng Wanwan seemed to be in a nightmare. She called the doctor and said she was frightened, but she couldn't wake up.
Mrs. Wang felt sorry for her daughter and guarded her until dawn.
Feng Muqing, on the other hand, curled her lips with satisfaction and had a good sleep in a good mood.
The sky is white with fish belly, a layer of red clouds covers the sky in the east, a round of fiery red slowly rises, and warm golden light fills the earth.
Feng Muqing opened the door in high spirits, and immediately saw Jun Ruye and the Mo brothers and sisters standing outside the door like doorkeepers.
She looked confused and looked at Mo Yue, not knowing why, "What's going on? Why are you blocking the door of my room so early in the morning?"
Mo Yue coughed awkwardly, her eyes wandering, "The prince arrived last night, and the master said that no one is allowed to enter, so..."
"So this early in the morning, you came here to ask questions?" Feng Muqing stared at Jun Ruye intently.
He had so much fun with him last night, why did he have to make such a fuss all night long?
"You two get out." Jun Ruye looked as ice-like.
Mo Yue looked at Feng Muching, and Mo Ying grabbed her arm and pulled her away from Juechen.
Seeing the two figures disappearing, Jun Ruye instantly drooped her face and looked at Feng Muqing longingly.
Feng Muqing rubbed her arms. For some reason, she seemed to see grievance in Jun Ruye's eyes.
Thinking of this, she shook the ridiculous thoughts out of her mind.
Jun Ruye is the God of Killing, invincible on the battlefield, how could he have such aggrieved look in his eyes?
Jun Ruye didn't know what she was thinking about. She lowered her eyes and instantly returned to her usual appearance.
Seeing that he was back to normal, Feng Muqing felt relieved.
"Are you the Golden Wind Twin Spiritual Root?" Jun Ruye said seriously.
Feng Muching blinked and looked at him with confusion.
"I saw you going to the Prime Minister's Mansion last night."
Feng Muqing suddenly realized that last night, she took advantage of the dark moon and high winds to use the yellow-level intermediate Feng Lingbo to quietly reach the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Although Qinggong can also be done, Nebula Continent is a world of practitioners, and one still needs to be proficient in using spiritual power.
She had discovered before that the spiritual power here was different from her divine power, but the Holy Spirit Techniques and Mental Techniques she practiced could be integrated with the spiritual power, thereby improving her spiritual power.
It can be considered a blessing among misfortunes.
After all, she is a supreme god and has powerful divine power. If she could use it, the Nebula Continent would not let her walk sideways.
"Did you see it all?"
Jun Ruye nodded, thinking that last night she pretended to be a ghost and frightened Feng Wanwan into fainting, which made her laugh.
No ordinary person would use Fenglinggen's martial arts in this way. If others knew about it, they would definitely think that she was wasting her resources.
She really must retaliate for her anger. The entire Prime Minister's Office was in a state of panic last night. It is said that Feng Tianling had a pair of black and blue eyes when he went to court today.
Only women and villains are difficult to raise. The ancients sincerely did not deceive me.
"It's a pity that you guessed wrong. I am from the whole department." Feng Muqing crossed her arms and leaned against the door, staring at his expression with a half-smile.
Sure enough, Jun Ruye's eyes widened in shock.
Feng Muqing felt particularly comfortable when she saw this, "What about you?"
These days, she only knows that Jun Ruye has fire spirit roots and wind spirit roots, but her intuition tells her that the man in front of her is a master who can pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.
Jun Ruye's lips curled up slightly, and she looked at her funny, "My princess is so powerful, so naturally I can't do anything wrong. I am from the sixth element except for the golden spirit root."
It was precisely because he had no golden spiritual roots that he went to Liu Yuebai to get the mask.
Thinking of this, Jun Ruye felt an inexplicable discomfort in her chest.
As expected, she said that this person was unfathomable and that he was a genius of the Six Elements without saying a word, but he was not a monster like her.
She is truly the darling of heaven.
Feng Muqing no longer dwells on this matter. After all, the more spiritual roots there are, the more effort is required.
"You blocked the door of my room early in the morning just because you wanted to ask me about this?"
Jun Ruye smiled sheepishly. This chapter has been completed!