Inside the carriage.
Feng Ninghe found it noisy and suddenly reached out to pat, a surge of spiritual energy shot from her palm and slammed hard into Feng Tongtong.
Feng Tongtong lost her balance and fell heavily to the ground, the bright piece of dung from above smashing directly into her face.
"Who is it!" she rose in anger.
The next moment, a powerful pressure descended upon her, making it impossible to stand. She could only bow her body with difficulty.
Feng Ninghe lifted a corner of the carriage curtain, her cold eyes sweeping over with a hint of mockery. "Pull the horse, don't delay saving the First Prince."
Meeting her icy gaze, Feng Tongtong's heart suddenly fluttered.
These eyes were so familiar.
So much like that wretched bone!
No... that wretched bone had died five years ago!
"It's you! You're the one messing with me!"
Feng Tongtong screamed as if she had realized something, trying to unleash her spiritual energy.
But her back couldn't straighten, how could she possibly use her spiritual energy.
Feng Ninghe leaped onto the horse's back and with a wave of her hand, a long rope instantly bound Feng Tongtong and the carriage together.
"Feng Tongtong, don't you want to save the First Prince anymore? Hurry and pull the carriage!"
The female voice from her lips was soft, yet it sounded like a little devil, making one grit their teeth.
Feng Tongtong's face turned red, and she stomped her feet in exasperation.
The immense pressure made her unable to resist, her entire body out of control, dragging the carriage with stiff limbs.
But Feng Tongtong's mouth didn't stay idle, she chattered incessantly, "You cheap woman, how dare you treat me like this! My father is the current head of the Feng family in the Zhenguo Duke's mansion, and my sister is the... Jinling... Hmm?... Woo woo!"
The next moment, her mouth was gagged. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't utter a single word.
On the horse, Feng Ninghe, dressed in white, clasped her hands in front of her chest, her eyes filled with disdain.
She still had the nerve to mention the Zhenguo Duke's mansion?
Casually enjoying the prosperity and comfort that the original body's loyal family had fought for with their lives.
It was likely that this family of maggots had forgotten that they were merely usurpers, shameless thieves.
Everything that happened today was just the beginning.
On the street, a bizarre scene unfolded.
The third miss of the Feng family, with a pile of dung on her head, was dragging the carriage with a wronged expression.
A veiled woman sat on the horse, leaning back leisurely, still holding a half-eaten fruit.
"Isn't that the third miss of the Feng family? The First Prince's fiancée?"
"Yes, what is she doing? How can the dignified third miss of the Feng family be pulling a carriage for someone?"
"And who is the woman on the horse?"
The people on the street chattered, some even rubbing their eyes, fearing they had seen incorrectly.
Although Feng Tongtong was not as prominent as her elder sister who entered Jinling, she was already at the early stage of Kai Guang at a young age and was the First Prince's fiancée.
A woman who should have been proud... how could she be so disheveled?
The crowd followed the carriage with great interest, eager to witness the spectacle.
The carriage stopped at the First Prince's mansion.
The pressure on Feng Tongtong instantly eased. She was immediately freed and pointed at Feng Ninghe, shouting curses.
She was the most honored third miss of the Feng family, and today she had suffered such humiliation. She would make this woman pay!
Just as she drew her spiritual weapon, ready to teach this ignorant slut a lesson,
A surge of spiritual energy from within the carriage sent her flying, and the stern voice of Old Man Xu echoed, "Presumptuous, daring to lay hands on my people."
Feng Tongtong landed ten meters away, her body aching as if it were falling apart.
The onlookers scattered with disgust.
The servants of the First Prince's mansion were stunned. It wasn't until Feng Ninghe slowly withdrew her gaze from Feng Tongtong that she spoke softly, "I am a disciple of Immortal Xu, here at Feng Tongtong's request to treat the First Prince."
"Immortal... Immortal Xu!"
"The First Prince can be saved, quickly go tell the First Prince!"
The servant's face lit up with joy, and he bowed respectfully, "The First Prince is in his chambers, please come in, miss!"
Feng Ninghe extended her fair hand and pointed at the carriage behind her. "Immortal Xu is in the carriage. After a long journey, he cannot walk much. I will trouble the First Prince to come out personally."
Her nonchalant attitude, as if she didn't care whether they accepted her help or not, made people's mouths twitch involuntarily.
But Immortal Xu had the capital for his arrogance, so they had no choice but to invite the First Prince.
"Cough cough..."
Supported by his attendants, Baili Ye advanced with difficulty.
His face was pale and bloodless, his entire being weak and on the verge of death. If not for the life-sustaining pills, he would have long since perished.
Baili Ye's gaze searched around anxiously, "Where... where is Immortal Xu?"
"First Prince!"
At this moment, Feng Tongtong rushed over from the side, eager to claim credit. "I traveled thousands of miles without complaint and finally invited Immortal Xu. With Immortal Xu here, your poison will surely be cured!"
Upon seeing Feng Tongtong, Baili Ye's pupils widened: "What the hell!"
Weakened and powerless by the poison, Baili Ye needed support to walk, yet upon seeing Feng Tongtong, he stumbled backward.
Feng Tongtong, unaware of her disheveled state, pouted aggrievedly, "First Prince, I am your beloved Tongtong."
Feng Tongtong's hair was messy, a pile of bright yellow dung sat on her head, and she reeked of foul odor. She was more pathetic than a beggar, not at all like a lady.
Yet, she was oblivious to her own wretched state, eager to take credit.
Baili Ye gasped in fright.
If he didn't need the Feng family's support, he would have kicked this foolish woman aside long ago.
He reluctantly shifted his gaze, forcing himself to forget Feng Tongtong's pathetic appearance.
"Where is Immortal Xu?"
Baili Ye steadied himself and turned his gaze to Feng Ninghe.
Feng Ninghe looked at her former fiancé, not missing the look of extreme disgust in his eyes when he saw Feng Tongtong.
A mocking curve appeared on her lips. "First Prince, Immortal Xu is in the carriage. However, Feng Tongtong has offended Immortal Xu. If you are willing to discipline her, Immortal Xu will give you the medicine."
Baili Ye's expression immediately became complicated, his eyes gleaming with sharp light, and he looked at Feng Tongtong with suspicion.
This woman was indeed useless, unable to handle even a small matter and had offended Immortal Xu.
In his heart, his disdain for Feng Tongtong deepened.
Feng Tongtong hurriedly approached Baili Ye to explain, "First Prince, I have been well-behaved and have not offended Immortal Xu. This cheap woman is trying to frame me with a few words!"
As she drew closer, the foul odor emanating from her instantly assailed Baili Ye's nostrils.
Baili Ye couldn't help but gag, and he abruptly raised his hand and slapped Feng Tongtong across the cheek.
This palm strike was delivered with full force, sending Feng Tongtong flying forward and crashing heavily to the ground.
Even though Baili Ye was weakened and not as strong as before, he was still a peak Kai Guang stage expert. How could Feng Tongtong, who was only at the early Kai Guang stage, compare?
Feng Ninghe looked directly at everything before her.
Five years ago, Feng Tongtong was already at the early stage of Zhu Ji.
Five years later, she had reached the Kai Guang stage.
It seemed that her good uncle, Feng Guangyao, had not spared the Zhenguo Duke's mansion's resources in providing her with spiritual pills and elixirs over the years.