The surrounding cultivators fell silent, their gazes fixed on him.
Although it wasn't the first time Di Wenbin had knelt, the cultivators were accustomed to it.
But this repeated kneeling was too humiliating...
Di Wenbin was overcome with shame and rage: "Feng Ninghe, you are so petty! I only said a few words to you, and you want me to kneel and apologize!"
He felt extremely wronged.
After all, he was the only son of the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect, with a noble status.
Ever since he came to the Li Kingdom, his knees had been bending this way and that, completely beyond his control.
Even a lowly cultivator like Bai Niannian deserved his kneeling?
Bai Niannian let out a muffled snort: "I disdain wasting words with a narrow-minded person like you! Sister Feng, let's go, don't mind them."
With that, she pulled Feng Ninghe and quickly walked away.
The moment the pressure on Di Wenbin dissipated, he quickly got up.
Feng Qingcheng sighed softly and turned her gaze to him: "Junior Brother Di, I apologize for making you suffer."
Di Wenbin shook his head repeatedly, his resentment instantly vanishing: "Sister Qingcheng, what are you saying? It's not your place to apologize no matter what."
In the crowd.
Two figures were stealthily hidden among the throng.
Feng Tongtong nervously followed Baili Ye, subconsciously swallowing: "Your Highness, if we are discovered doing this, we won't be able to escape!"
Baili Ye glanced at her, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his pupils: "If you are afraid, you don't have to follow me. There is no other way to become the new Emperor of Li."
Baili Ye strode forward.
"Your Highness! Wait for me!"
Feng Tongtong gritted her teeth and hurried to catch up.
She was still hoping to marry Baili Ye and be admired by the world.
Once Baili Ye became the new Emperor of Li, she would also become the most noble woman in the Li Kingdom.
In the sleeping quarters, the Emperor of Li lay unconscious on the dragon couch, his breath faint.
Feng Ninghe looked at Bai Niannian, deliberately lowering her voice to ask: "Why did you speak up for me? You don't know the truth either, aren't you afraid I'm really like what they say?"
Bai Niannian had spoken up for her time and again, and didn't seem to expect anything in return.
When asked, Bai Niannian's eyes were filled with admiration, and she said without hesitation: "They are full of malice and cunning schemes, so I naturally don't believe what they say. The rumors are all false, I believe you!
Sister Feng, why don't you consider taking me as your disciple? I want to be like you!"
Hearing the female voice, Feng Ninghe's expression flickered, and a hint of surprise entered her gaze: "You want to be like me?"
Even she didn't know what kind of person she was.
Her actions were all guided by her heart.
When she was the Empress of the Lin Kingdom, admired by thousands and commanding great power, there were indeed people who wanted to be like her.
But now she was known as a good-for-nothing. Even if she could cultivate now, in the eyes of the world, she would only be clinging to the powerful.
Bai Niannian nodded repeatedly, her clear eyes filled with anticipation: "My cultivation is not high. If I weren't the young lady of the Bai family, I don't know how much I would be bullied. I want to be able to do whatever I want, just like you, and retaliate whenever someone offends me!"
She admired Feng Ninghe's straightforwardness, her ability to exact revenge on the spot without waiting.
Her slightly excited voice had revealed all her innermost thoughts.
A smile appeared on Feng Ninghe's clean and fair cheeks, and her gaze casually fell on Bai Niannian: "Do you know how arduous my journey has been? Everything was done out of necessity. You shouldn't become like me, you should become someone happier than me."
If it weren't for the circumstances, why would she be like a hedgehog, coiling herself up?
Bai Niannian looked at her with pity in her eyes, her anticipation unwavering: "Sister Feng, if you ask me, you are the number one genius in the Li Kingdom. What is Feng Qingcheng compared to you?"
Even Feng Qingcheng was no match for Feng Ninghe.
The gap in cultivation had long since widened.
Feng Ninghe smiled and let it pass, her eyes darkening slightly: "Whether I'm a genius or not doesn't matter. There's always someone better. What is Feng Qingcheng compared to that one from the Lin Kingdom? She's nowhere near comparable."
"The medicine is here!"
The physician hurried in, holding a bowl of medicinal soup.
Everyone quickly made way, allowing the physician to pass.
Eunuch Jiang helped the Emperor of Li up, and the physician quickly fed him the medicine.
The Emperor of Li forced his eyes open and leaned to the side.
"Let me take a look."
Feng Ninghe placed her hand on the Emperor of Li's forehead, and a faint light appeared in her palm.
The sacred grass acted as a purifier, expelling the evil energy from the Emperor of Li's body. With the sacred grass, the Bai Fuzhu began to circulate within his body.
After a brief examination, Feng Ninghe withdrew her hand: "The Emperor of Li will be completely healed soon."
Perhaps due to the effect of the sacred grass, the Emperor of Li's complexion improved, and his lips were no longer purple.
He managed a weak smile and looked at Feng Ninghe: "Ning'er, I knew going to you was the right thing to do."
Feng Ninghe shook her head dismissively: "Your Majesty, there's no need to be polite. I happen to have the sacred grass, and I don't need it, so it's most suitable for you. The Li Kingdom needs you too."
The Emperor of Li looked at her with deep satisfaction, his lips moving as if to speak, when suddenly he spat out a mouthful of thick, dark red blood.
"Your Majesty!"
Feng Ninghe was startled and quickly placed her hand on the Emperor of Li's forehead, using her divine sense to examine his body.
The evil energy was gradually being cleared.
But a mass of poisonous gas had appeared in the Emperor of Li's dantian. The poisonous gas was potent and deadly. If not treated promptly after entering the body, it would surely damage his body!
Fortunately, the Emperor of Li had the Bai Fuzhu within him.
The poisonous gas tightly enveloped the Bai Fuzhu, making it impossible to see its existence.
Everyone panicked and turned their anxious gazes to the Emperor of Li.
The physician's face was filled with panic: "Logically, after taking the sacred grass, he should have recovered. Why is His Majesty's condition not showing any signs of improvement!"
"Let me see."
Feng Qingcheng volunteered and stepped forward. As she passed Feng Ninghe, she deliberately bumped into her forcefully.
Feng Qingcheng carefully examined the Emperor of Li's body, her expression slightly solemn: "His Majesty has been poisoned."
The physician was incredulous: "There is no problem with the sacred grass. It is indeed sacred grass, and I personally brewed it. Why would His Majesty be poisoned?"
Feng Qingcheng seemed to recall something and quickly said: "Bring the dregs of the medicine to be examined, and we will know where the problem lies."
Eunuch Jiang did not dare to delay and quickly retreated to fetch the dregs.
The cultivators all craned their necks, their gazes fixed on the dregs.
The physician skillfully sifted through the dregs.
"Look what this is!"
Feng Qingcheng quickly stepped forward, her slender hand pulling out a few black leaves from the sacred grass: "How can there be poisonous leaves mixed into the sacred grass?"
The physician quickly leaned in, carefully picked up a black leaf, and sniffed it: "This is a deadly poisonous leaf unique to the sea. Just a touch of it will cause one to explode and die. Who is so vicious as to want His Majesty's life!"
Feng Qingcheng's eyes turned fierce, and she glared at Feng Ninghe resentfully: "Feng Ninghe, you are so heartless to try and poison His Majesty!"