"I can attest that the Eldest Miss has been here the entire time!"
Feng Xiaoru raised her voice and shouted, "I even conversed with the Eldest Miss."
Feng Tian quickly chimed in, "That's right, the Eldest Miss even offered me some guidance. She never left."
The other young members of the Feng family, seeing this, also began to speak up one after another.
Xiao Zhao affectionately nuzzled Feng Ninghe's neck, baring its teeth in good spirits, and even praised itself.
*Master, I performed well, didn't I? Everyone saw me here.*
Feng Tongtong's mouth felt raw from shouting, but it was to no avail!
Feng Ninghe leisurely turned her gaze to Feng Tongtong, casually stroking Xiao Zhao's plump body. Her voice was full of confusion, "Third Miss, you claim I trespassed into your room and crippled your cultivation, but I've been here the whole time and never left. Could it be you mistook someone else?"
Her eyes held a hint of coldness.
This chilling glance sent shivers down one's spine.
It also made Feng Tongtong tremble again, as fear and rage burned within her heart. "Feng Ninghe, you demoness! You must have used some trickery from the shadows. It was clearly you who broke into my room, crippled my cultivation, and injured my abdomen!"
"But I was here the entire time, how could I have broken into your room?"
Feng Ninghe raised her delicate eyebrows, her gaze fixed on Feng Tongtong. "Third Miss, everything requires evidence. Are you perhaps suffering from hallucinations? Everyone saw me by the pond, and only you claim I entered your room."
Her words, as they entered Feng Tongtong's ears, were laced with humiliation.
Feng Tongtong was furious, her face pale.
Even though she was extremely weak at this moment, she still struggled to her feet and lunged forward, attempting to slap Feng Ninghe across the face.
Her cultivation had been crippled, leaving her almost no different from an ordinary person.
This slap naturally did not reach Feng Ninghe's face.
Feng Ninghe casually grasped her wrist, her eyes holding a hint of mockery. "Feng Tongtong, even at your peak, you were no match for me, let alone now. You'd best be careful and not attempt anything beyond your capabilities."
"Enough!"
Madam Zhang couldn't stand it any longer. She quickly walked over, shielding Feng Tongtong behind her. Her eyes, filled with caution, looked at Feng Ninghe. "This matter is not as simple as it appears. It requires further investigation. I believe Tongtong is not someone who would make baseless accusations."
Feng Guangyao's gaze was scrutinizing, sweeping over Feng Ninghe inch by inch, his eyes full of doubt.
The crippling of cultivation was a serious matter, and Feng Tongtong would not lie about it.
Feng Ninghe had remained by the pond the entire time, as witnessed by everyone.
The truth of the matter was uncertain.
The First Elder raised his sword-like eyebrows, his facial features contorting in a frown. After a long period of contemplation, he finally spoke, "Tongtong, the fact that your cultivation has been crippled is undeniable. However, who exactly crippled it is still unclear. We will thoroughly investigate this matter, and we will also see if there is any way to help you cultivate again."
The crippling of cultivation was an undeniable fact.
It was impossible to restore her cultivation, but finding another way for Feng Tongtong to cultivate was not out of the question.
The Second Elder also cast his gaze upon the young members of the Feng family, his eyes carrying a stern warning. "The matter of the Third Miss's crippled cultivation is not to be publicized. If I discover anyone gossiping behind our backs, they will face the clan rules!"
The young Feng family members dared not disobey and quickly voiced their agreement.
The Third Miss had an engagement with the First Prince. If she could no longer cultivate, whether this marriage could proceed was another matter.
This marriage was crucial to the Feng family, and it must not be jeopardized.
"It was clearly Feng Ninghe who schemed from the shadows, how can we let her off lightly?"
Feng Tongtong was so enraged she almost spat blood. Her face was pale, and her eyes were fixed on Feng Ninghe.
Yet, she was powerless against this woman.
The Third Elder sighed softly, looking at Feng Tongtong with a hint of helplessness. "Everything requires evidence. We all saw the Eldest Miss here. Perhaps you were mistaken. However, if someone dared to cripple your cultivation while we were all present, their cultivation is not to be underestimated."
The Fourth Elder stroked his beard and nodded sagely. "Tongtong, it is indeed not simple for someone to cripple your cultivation without a trace. Quickly recount the specific details so we can analyze it for you."
Feng Tongtong was seething. The flesh on her cheeks twitched fiercely with anger, and her eyes were fixed on Feng Ninghe. "Feng Ninghe broke into my room, set up a formation to prevent anyone from hearing what was happening inside, and then attacked me!"
"Third Miss, please watch your words. I was here the entire time, how could I have had the time to go to your room?" Feng Ninghe quickly interjected.
Old Man Xu, who had been silent beside them, also spoke up at this moment. "Ninghe doesn't know formations. Such profound things like formations, even I don't know them. Third Miss, please do not slander her."
The young Feng family members looked at Feng Tongtong with hidden meaning in their eyes.
Everyone disbelieved Feng Tongtong's words, convinced she had mistaken someone.
Formation masters, like alchemists, were rare and precious, even more so than alchemists.
"Alright, everyone disperse. Tongtong, you are unwell, return and recuperate. We will thoroughly investigate this matter."
The First Elder waved his hand with slight annoyance, issuing the command.
The younger members, having received the order, dared not linger and dispersed.
The Spirit Gathering Flower bloomed by the pond, making cultivation of spiritual energy here the most potent. However, the spiritual energy within the manor was also abundant.
Feng Tongtong was unwilling, her eyes filled with resentment as she glared at Feng Ninghe. She gently tugged on Madam Zhang's sleeve. "Mother, I'm not lying! This was all Feng Ninghe's doing! I saw it clearly, there's no way I could have been mistaken!"
Madam Zhang gently patted her hand, softly comforting her. "Tongtong, Mother believes every word you've said. Feng Ninghe's rapid advancement in cultivation was already incredible. There must be something fishy going on!"
Madam Zhang's words caused tears to well up in Feng Tongtong's eyes.
Before leaving, she couldn't resist casting a resentful glare at Feng Ninghe.
Watching the two of them depart, Feng Ninghe spoke proactively. "Elders, with this sudden turn of events, we should discuss the Third Miss's marriage."
Feng Guangyao inexplicably felt a sense of foreboding. He let out a muffled grunt. "Tongtong's marriage to the Prince has long been settled, and this marriage is beneficial to the Feng family. Are you perhaps trying to call off the engagement?"
Feng Ninghe smiled, her voice laced with a hint of mockery. "What are you saying, Uncle? Am I supposed to steal the groom? If the news of the Third Miss's crippled cultivation spreads, the First Prince may not marry her. We should naturally expedite the wedding."
"Expedite the wedding?"
Feng Guangyao looked at her in surprise. "You're so kind as to think of expediting the wedding?"
Her expression was serene, a faint smile gracing her clean, fair face, her eyes clear to the point of being inscrutable. "Uncle, you yourself said this marriage is beneficial to the Feng family. To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, the marriage must be settled as soon as possible."
To her, dogs only deserved to lick shit.
Scumbags and green tea bitches were meant to be a pair.
After they get married, the two of them can 'love each other dearly.'