With the red rope here, the evil spirits will retreat. If we get any closer, there will be nothing left of you. "
"Puchi …" When she heard the last sixteen words, Lian Yue couldn't help but laugh out loud. In her mind, she thought of Feng Yunzheng wearing a silver gown and seriously saying these joking words, and she felt that it was extremely funny.
With a reddened face, she walked out of the room and whispered to Qingdai, "Next time, I think I should go with His Highness and let Ye Feng stay behind to protect Eldest Miss."
"Leng Mei, you've been foolish on this matter. Why did the Ninth Prince let a man like Lord Night speak to the Eldest Miss in such a manner?"
Leng Mei thought about it for a moment, and that was true, His Highness would not allow any man to say these "extremely terrifying" words to the eldest miss.
"Is the young miss here?" At this moment, a voice came from the door.
When he raised his head and saw that it was the chief guard of the academy, even the sky had just happened to see her flushed face. He couldn't help but be startled as his gaze fell upon her face — — why was her face so red like a shy girl? He had never seen her like this before.
The cold brows noticed the doubt in Lian Tian's eyes, and his face immediately turned cold. His voice carried a hint of coldness as he asked, "What matter does the chief guard have with the eldest miss?"
"Master invited Eldest Miss over now."
"Understood, I'll go inform Eldest Miss right away." She turned and went into the yard to get someone.
Leng Mei stood guard outside the courtyard while Lian Tian stood in front of her and waited. His gaze couldn't help but fall on her face, causing him to frown as he looked at her with a sharp gaze.
In the cell.
Feng Ziyao lay on the cold, hard ground, covered with a torn quilt. Coughing and pale, the Imperial Physician squatted on the ground and took his pulse. He opened the pill she had been taking and gave it to her.
It was only after a long time that he finally felt better.
"Princess, this cell is cold, please don't stay cold. If you stay cold, your asthma will recur. If you keep having this asthma attack, you will lose the very foundation of your body." The imperial physician spoke a few words before getting up to leave.
"Wait …" Feng Tang Yao grabbed the imperial physician's hand and said, "You, quickly go see my Imperial Father. Say, this cell is dark and cold. If I live here, it will cause asthma and lead to my life being in danger. Imperial Father loves me so much, he will definitely soften his heart!"
Feng Tang said as he took one of the steps off his head and placed it into the imperial physician's hands. "Give it to me. If I, this princess, were to leave my cell, I would be deeply grateful."
The imperial physician took over Bu Fang's hand and said, "Princess, I can only try. Whether the Emperor accepts it or not, this lowly servant cannot guarantee it."
After the Imperial Physician left, Feng Ziyao slowly stood up and leaned against the hard wall. Her hair was in disarray, her clothes were in disarray, and she was in a miserable state.
That pale, almost transparent face revealed an unwilling expression. "Feng Lingyue, just where is it that I'm inferior to you …"
"Creak!" At this moment, the cell door creaked open.
Surprise flashed across her face. She abruptly raised her head and said, "Father …"
When she raised her head, she saw a face as cold as an iceberg appear before her. She paused before saying, "Xiao … Xiao He …"
Xiao He walked step by step towards her, his eyes brimming with killing intent. Feng Yunyao retreated while saying with a trembling voice, "You, why are you here?"
"Why?" Finally, he stopped. His eyes were blood-red.
"Wh, why what? I, I don't know what you're talking about." Feng Yu's face revealed a guilty expression.
"It was you who set her on fire. How can there be someone as vicious and merciless as you in this world? She has nothing left, so why did you still kill her? Why?" Xiao He's eyes were bloodshot, as if his rage of hatred was about to slow the person before him down!
"Haha …" Feng Tang Yao suddenly smiled bitterly and said loudly, "She has nothing left, but she has you!"
Xiao He's heart trembled.
"Xiao He, I love you, I love you, don't you know?
The first time I met you in the academy, I fell in love with you. All these years, I've been waiting for myself to grow up, because when I grow up, I can ask my father to make you my prince consort!
However, ever since the day I saw you, your eyes have only followed Feng Lingyue. When you were young, she couldn't answer questions, so you stood behind her every day, acting as the crown prince's bodyguard, helping her out, but she didn't know anything. She was too stupid, and the tutor's questions were always filled with indecision, he didn't even have the slightest intention of advancing, only dozing off.
When she grows up, go build your career. You said that only when you are strong enough would you be qualified to marry her. You gave her a small puppet, you gave her meat pancakes.
But as for me, can't you just look back at me? Do you think I don't know? You promised royal father that you would cultivate with me just so that you could take one more look at her!
Xiao He, you don't cherish my sincerity, so is it fair for you to treat me like this? "
Feng Ziyao stood in front of Xiao He, tears streaming down her face.
"So you killed her?" Xiao He looked at her coldly as he asked.
"..." Because, because I am really angry that she can possess your sincerity, so … "But, but I'm already regretting it now. I'm already regretting Xiao He …"
Xiao He dejectedly took two steps back. "So, it was me. I was the one who brought about the calamity to her. It was I who killed her, it was me!" A pained expression appeared on his face, as if he had fallen into an abyss.
Feng Ziyao took two steps forward, and impulsively wrapped her arms around Xiao He's waist, saying, "Xiao He, don't think about eleven anymore, okay? Look at me, look at me! Didn't the ancient saying say so? He even took pity on the man in front of him. You put all your yearning for Yue Er on me, okay?
Tell me, I will become like her, will you? "
Xiao He forcefully pulled her hand away from his body and pushed her away, then he said, "You don't have the qualifications to become her. No one can become her!"
Feng Tang's heart sank to the bottom. "Xiao He, are you that heartless to me?"
"No." Xiao He shook his head. "I don't have any heart towards you."
"You … You are so cold! " Feng Wu Yao's heart broke. She suddenly laughed sarcastically, "Hehe, you care so much about her, but she lied to you."
Xiao He raised his gaze, and his icy cold gaze descended onto her face.
"Feng Lingyue is not some princess, but she has never told you the truth. I am the true princess." Feng Ziyao cried out.
"What did you say …" Xiao He was shocked.