"Xinxin, you're so adorable, how could no one like you? But why did you run away from home? Did your father treat you badly?"
She deliberately lowered her voice, trying to ease Si Xinxin's unease.
Si Xinxin didn't respond, and as if remembering something, she cried even harder.
Xiao Zhao gently nuzzled Si Xinxin with its fluffy body, offering comfort.
"I have a little sugar figurine here, would you like to try it?"
Immortal Xu arrived in a hurry from the side, holding a cute little candy in his hand.
He had specifically gone to buy it.
The moment Si Xinxin saw the little sugar figurine, she stopped crying, her long eyelashes still clinging to large drops of tears.
She took the sugar figurine, put it in her small mouth, and her mood finally improved.
"Xinxin, I know your father doesn't treat you well, but no matter what, he is still your father. What would you do if you ran away from home and encountered danger?"
Feng Ninghe's words made Si Xinxin's lips pucker again. She drooped her little head dejectedly, her small figure standing in front of Feng Ninghe: "Daddy... doesn't treat me well at all. Can pretty sister take me in for two days? After I've had some time to relax, I'll go back to find Daddy."
This time, she had managed to escape after great difficulty.
It wasn't that Feng Ninghe didn't want to take Si Xinxin in, but she knew that someone would surely worry when Si Xinxin went missing.
Looking at the delicate little face in front of her, she gently reached out and stroked Si Xinxin's cheek: "But your father will definitely worry about this move of yours."
Si Xinxin was already prepared for this and said crisply, "Pretty sister, I've already left a note. Daddy will know I ran out to relax when he sees it."
Feng Ninghe looked at the little face in front of her and hesitated.
Sensing Feng Ninghe's thoughts, Xiao Zhao jumped onto her shoulder and gently nuzzled her neck with its round body, whining incessantly.
Master, if you don't take Si Xinxin in, what if she encounters bad people?
Xiao Zhao and Si Xinxin hit it off immediately. With its large, azure eyes, it hoped Feng Ninghe would take Si Xinxin in.
Si Xinxin stood there obediently, her bright eyes clouded with a layer of mist.
"Pretty sister, don't you like me? I really have nowhere to go. If you don't take me in, I'll have to sleep on the streets tonight..."
She drooped her head aggrievedly, her chubby little hands tugging at her sleeves.
Feng Ninghe finally agreed. She took Si Xinxin's small hand and led her towards the Feng mansion: "In that case, I'll take you in for a few days, but we have to agree beforehand that once your mood improves, you must go back."
She also made a silent decision in her heart.
The next time she had a chance to meet Si Xinxin's father, she would have to teach him a good lesson on how to treat children.
Upon hearing that she could stay at pretty sister's house, Si Xinxin's warm little face instantly filled with smiles. Beneath her curved eyebrows, her eyes sparkled, and her sweet, childish voice was very pleasant: "Pretty sister, don't worry, I'll be good and won't cause you any trouble!"
Feng Ninghe's successful entry into the top ten of the Hundred Battles Competition quickly spread throughout the entire Li Kingdom.
Where there was joy, there was also sorrow.
The First Prince's Mansion.
Mo Zisang was enjoying the service of beauties in Baili Ye's room, with two beauties on either side massaging his shoulders.
Baili Ye also had a beauty sitting in his arms.
These beauties were usually kept by him in his mansion for entertainment.
When the guard announced that Feng Ninghe had entered the finals, Baili Ye couldn't believe it, as if he had misheard. He reached out and gently rubbed his ears: "What did you say? Feng Ninghe entered the finals?"
In the Hundred Battles Competition, only ten people could reach the finals.
As long as one entered the finals, even with the worst ranking, they would still be tenth, which also meant they were guaranteed entry into a Celestial Sect.
The guard nodded heavily, replying to Baili Ye: "Feng Ninghe defeated Ning Peilan of the Ning family."
"Ning Peilan lost too?"
What made Baili Ye even more incredulous was that even Ning Peilan had lost to Feng Ninghe.
Mo Zisang, who was beside him, immediately lost interest in playing. His gaze sharpened, and he no longer concealed his displeasure: "Feng Ninghe is truly full of surprises."
This time, Feng Ninghe would definitely be noticed by a Celestial Sect.
It wouldn't be easy for him to get this woman into his bed.
Mo Zisang, as an enforcement elder of the Immortal Sect, indeed had great power, but he would also carefully consider a woman's background.
He didn't want to offend any Celestial Sect because of a woman; otherwise, he would be the one to suffer.
Baili Ye remained silent, his well-defined fingers gently caressing a jade thumb ring, a hint of gloom appearing in his eyes.
If Feng Ninghe were still that useless woman, ripe for the plucking.
Baili Ye wouldn't mind helping Mo Zisang scheme and offer Feng Ninghe to him.
But now, all of Feng Ninghe's actions clearly told Baili Ye that this woman was no ordinary person.
Why had he been blind enough to let such a good woman go back then!
If his engagement to Feng Ninghe hadn't been canceled, he might have already become the Crown Prince.
Once he became the Crown Prince, with time, he would eventually have a chance to contend for the throne.
Zhenguo Duke's Mansion.
Feng Tongtong was applying medicine.
To treat her injuries, Feng Guangyao had produced many spiritual pills and elixirs. Feng Tongtong had only sustained superficial wounds, so healing them was not difficult.
"Eldest Miss!"
Chuntao arrived in a hurry and quickly approached Feng Tongtong.
Feng Tongtong slowly raised her eyes and fixed her gaze on the maid in front of her: "What happened that made you so nervous?"
Chuntao bit her lip almost to the point of bleeding and quickly relayed the news she had gathered.
"What?"
"Feng Ninghe entered the finals? By what right did she get into the finals? Even I didn't qualify for the top ten, and she actually did it?"
In her rage, Feng Tongtong suddenly stood up. She casually grabbed a delicate porcelain vase and smashed it to the ground.
The vase instantly shattered into pieces, scattering across the floor.
Chuntao also hadn't expected Feng Ninghe to reach this point: "Her opponent was Ning Peilan. Ning Peilan's cultivation is among the top three of these younger generation."
Even Feng Tongtong wasn't confident of defeating Ning Peilan.
For cultivators, each level of cultivation difference was a gap between heaven and earth, an insurmountable chasm.
"Damn it!"
A trace of malice shot out from Feng Tongtong's eyes.
She paced back and forth in the room, agitated.
This woman's fame had even surpassed her own, and she had even brought up the events of five years ago. Now, the entire Li Kingdom was discussing Feng Tongtong and what happened five years ago.
Once Feng Ninghe entered a Celestial Sect, her future would be immeasurable.
She would no longer be someone Feng Tongtong could compare with.
Feng Tongtong clenched her delicate fists, her mind racing frantically, constantly thinking about how to deal with Feng Ninghe.
A moment later, she stopped pacing as if she had thought of something, and a wicked smile spread across her rosy lips.
"Taohua, help me find out where Mo Zisang, the enforcement elder of the Immortal Sect, is."
She remembered that Mo Zisang had always desired Feng Ninghe.
Since that was the case, she might as well help from the shadows.
Ning Peilan couldn't defeat Feng Ninghe. If it were Mo Zisang, wouldn't it be easy?
An elder of a Celestial Sect was no ordinary person.
Last time, the situation was sudden, and no one had expected Feng Ninghe to fight back.
This time, as long as they prepared thoroughly in advance from the shadows, they would definitely not be fooled.
Upon receiving the order, Taohua dared not delay and quickly departed.