"Feng Ninghe, you openly harmed the First Prince, showing no regard for the law and disrespecting the Emperor of Li? This is the First Prince, you dare to harm him and there will be no good end for you!"
Feng Tongtong glared at her fiercely, her eyes filled with resentment.
Even the First Prince couldn't harm her, how did this lowly woman grow to this point?
A gust of wind swept through, lifting Feng Ninghe's skirt. The white hem swayed freely in the wind, and beneath the veil, her eyes were cool and distant.
Her icy expression seemed to regard the matter as something unrelated to herself.
After Bai Liyue recovered, he tilted his head up defiantly and stared at her, "Feng Ninghe, your body has long been defiled. It is your honor that I am willing to marry you and bestow the title of concubine upon you. Don't mistake kindness for weakness!"
The words reached Feng Tongtong's ears, and her body stiffened slightly. She looked at the First Prince beside her in horror.
Five years ago, Feng Ninghe had already defiled herself with a servant. This lowly woman was already in such a state, and the First Prince was still willing to marry her!
The man she wholeheartedly loved was willing to grant the title of concubine to this lowly woman, Feng Ninghe!
How could the First Prince have become like this...
Wasn't it agreed that he was devoted only to her and that only she was worthy of the title of Imperial Concubine?
Could it be that the First Prince had been lying to her all along?
"Speaking of five years ago, there's an account I need to settle with you."
Feng Ninghe spoke, her thin, cold words spilling from her mouth.
Her fair, slender hand held a long whip.
She raised her hand.
A long whip lashed down, striking Bai Liyue fiercely.
Feng Tongtong was standing close to Bai Liyue. Now that her cultivation was crippled, she couldn't withstand this whip.
She quickly dodged, but the tip of the whip still grazed her.
Even just the tip of the whip was enough for Feng Tongtong. Her entire body slumped onto the ground in a sorry state, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The whip, imbued with immense spiritual power, tore through Bai Liyue's collar, leaving a shocking red wound on his arm! httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
The onlookers were so frightened that they quickly stepped back, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.
This was the First Prince of the Li Kingdom.
He was also the prince most likely to ascend to the position of Crown Prince.
Although Feng Ninghe was on good terms with the Empress and was doted upon by the Emperor of Li, openly punishing the First Prince was too arrogant.
More importantly, Feng Ninghe was using the First Prince's own weapon to whip him.
For cultivators, weapons were of utmost importance. Being whipped by one's own weapon was an unimaginable humiliation!
Bai Liyue's eyes widened, his body frozen, staring at the woman before him in disbelief.
He, a dignified prince, had been struck?
This lowly slut dared to whip him in broad daylight, in front of everyone?
"Feng... Feng Ninghe, you dare to hit me?"
Bai Liyue, enraged, trembled and sat down beside her in shock.
Feng Ninghe lowered her gaze, looking down with a cold voice, arrogant and fearless, "So what if I hit you? This whip is merely the interest I'm collecting on the old debt you owe me from five years ago."
During the arena competition, she had openly mentioned the events of five years ago.
The cultivators watching kept their eyes darting between Feng Tongtong and Bai Liyue, pondering what unspeakable deeds Bai Liyue had committed five years ago.
"Five years ago, it was Feng Tongtong who plotted against the eldest daughter of the Feng family in secret. Afterward, she even replaced the eldest daughter of the Feng family in her engagement and became betrothed to the First Prince. And yet, this First Prince had already conspired with Feng Tongtong five years ago?"
"Feng Tongtong was so young five years ago, yet she had such schemes. It shows her deep cunning!"
"It is said that Feng Tongtong's cultivation has now been crippled by a mysterious person. This mysterious person can be considered to have eliminated a scourge for the people! Such a cunning woman is a disaster!"
The murmurs of the cultivators made Feng Tongtong's face turn pale and flushed, filled with shame and anger.
Clearly, it was Feng Ninghe who crippled her cultivation.
Why was everyone siding with this lowly woman?
Taohua quickly took out a bottle of pills for Feng Tongtong to take, fearing that the whip might have injured her.
Bai Liyue seemed not to hear the discussions, his face filled with horror as he glared at Feng Ninghe. With a low growl, he quickly got up, "Feng Ninghe, I am the First Prince. Do you think you can act with impunity just because you have the backing of Immortal Xu? Today, I will make you understand that there is always someone better! Guards! Attack!"
At Bai Liyue's command, a group of formidable guards swarmed from the First Prince's mansion, surrounding Feng Ninghe tightly.
The guards were all at the Foundation Establishment stage, each clad in armor and wielding a spear.
This guard unit was Bai Liyue's greatest backing.
The onlookers retreated further, yet they all craned their necks, wanting to see if Feng Ninghe, this new dark horse, could withstand so many guards.
"Pretty sister!"
Si Xinxin, seeing the grand spectacle, her tender face filled with urgency, wanted to rush into the crowd.
However, a strong, powerful hand tightly gripped her collar, blocking her path.
Si Jianye raised his sword-like eyebrows, his eyes hidden and unfathomable beneath his mask, "Xinxin, don't rush."
Only then did Si Xinxin stop, her two eyes fixed on Feng Ninghe, and she hurriedly said, "So many people are bullying pretty sister, will she be alright?"
Her simple words caused Si Jianye's gaze to deepen, "It's not her who will be in trouble, but these guards."
The fact that this woman dared to go to the First Prince's mansion alone meant she wasn't afraid.
Otherwise, with her intelligence, it would be impossible for her to put herself in danger.
Then, as if remembering something, Si Jianye turned his gaze to A'xi, "Isn't Miss asleep?"
A'xi chuckled sheepishly and quickly explained, "Young Master, as soon as you left, Miss woke up and insisted on looking for pretty sister. Passing by the First Prince's mansion, we happened to see Feng Ninghe, so we... came to take a look."
Si Jianye then narrowed his eyes and looked down at Si Xinxin in his arms.
The little dumpling in his arms had a tense expression, even the cute little pigtails on her head were pulled taut. Her chubby little hands clenched into tiny fists, as if she wished she could rush up to help fight.
This woman...
What charm did she possess to make Xinxin like her so much?
Over the years, Feng Ninghe was the only one who could make Si Xinxin like her this much.
Surrounded by guards, Feng Ninghe remained motionless, her beautiful figure like an unyielding mountain, her gaze unchanged.
"Feng Ninghe, you lowly slut! How dare you slander me and ruin my reputation!"
The shift in the situation also made Feng Tongtong eagerly jump out, pointing her finger fiercely at Feng Ninghe, "Now I want to see how you plan to escape! You dare to openly attack the First Prince, you must be severely punished!"
Bai Liyue let out a muffled groan, a trace of hatred in his eyes. His male voice said calmly, "Feng Ninghe, if you are willing to surrender, what I said earlier still stands. I am still willing to marry you, and I will pretend today's events never happened. If you are ignorant and insist on seeking death, you cannot blame me!"
At this point, Bai Liyue was still thinking of marrying Feng Ninghe.