Feng Ling finally fainted. It was Jing Ri who, with two maids, helped her back.
Envy leading to hatred… so she was a woman who admired Prince Xuan, no wonder she would slander the princess.
However, this woman was also quite daring to even attack the princess.
No wonder the Prince would personally punish her, beating her until she vomited blood.
She deserved to be seriously injured!
The matter quickly spread, and Feng Ling's reputation here had completely collapsed.
A woman driven by jealousy, no matter how beautiful, was seen as monstrous in everyone's eyes.
After seeing Jing Ri leave with Feng Ling, Chu Qianli's gaze fell on Feng Ye Xuan.
Feng Ye Xuan didn't look at her at all, his back stiff as he walked away.
Nothing had happened at the altar; he was not needed here.
He was angry, but not at anyone in particular, rather, at himself.
But Chu Qianli couldn't guess what he was truly angry about.
In any case, to salvage her reputation by ruining Feng Ling's, wasn't the price too high for him?
He still cared about Feng Ling.
Chu Qianli knew this clearly in her heart.
There was another person who saw it even more clearly.
"Your good husband, he cares about you, yet he pities that woman named Feng Ling. Princess, you must be feeling uneasy?"
Lan Fan's voice was filled with schadenfreude and sarcasm.
Just now, when he was trying to bewitch Chu Qianli into taking off her clothes and dancing, he hadn't expected this girl to suddenly launch a strange hidden weapon at him.
Lan Fan was fully focused while casting his spell, especially since Chu Qianli's power was not weak; if he were to be distracted, he might not be able to bewitch her.
Because he was too focused, this hidden weapon easily struck him.
Already injured, after a night of recuperation, he had finally managed to use his illusionary arts.
Now, with another injury, his concentration broke, and the illusionary arts vanished in an instant.
He was furious but powerless.
Chu Qianli turned back and smiled at him, "Master Dian Shi, you have such leisure to gossip about such matters?"
"However, Master Dian Shi should first worry about yourself. To forcefully use your cultivation to perform illusionary arts while injured, now that your injury has worsened, who knows how long it will take for Master Dian Shi to recover?"
"You!" Lan Fan glared at her.
Chu Qianli's half-smile infuriated him, making him wish he could tear her smiling face to shreds.
"I was merely speaking the truth."
Chu Qianli ignored his anger.
"Master Dian Shi, you should save your breath and conserve your energy for the upcoming prayer ceremony. If you cannot even preside over such a simple ceremony, I fear the entire nation will think that Master Dian Shi is not even qualified to carry the shoes of the National Master."
"!" Lan Fan clenched his fists tightly, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
Finally, when he opened his eyes again, the turmoil in his gaze had subsided.
Looking at the strange objects Chu Qianli took out, he suppressed his anger and calmly asked, "How are these inexplicable things used?"
...
The prayer ceremony was indeed a bit simple, more rudimentary than the ceremonies the National Master had presided over in the past.
However, the position of Master Dian Shi was indeed inferior to that of the National Master, so the people could accept a slightly simpler ceremony presided over by Master Dian Shi.
It was just unknown when the National Master would arrive.
The common people were still waiting for the National Master.
The ceremony presided over by the current Master Dian Shi was, at best, a consolation.
However, that night, something happened in Xinhua Village, a situation that even Xi Jiu could not suppress!