Feng Qingcheng's gaze flickered slightly, her heart pounding in her chest.
What she feared most was Feng Ninghe and Si Jianye discovering the truth from five years ago.
She had to probe them...
"Second Sister!"
Feng Tongtong's lips trembled, her face filled with fear. "Is Feng Ninghe really connected to the Underworld King?"
After Baili Ye was expelled from the palace, he packed his bags and fled.
He feared the Underworld King would come to settle accounts.
Seeing Feng Tongtong's panicked expression, Feng Qingcheng raised her eyebrows and shot her a cold glance. "What are you panicking about? Feng Ninghe must have used some trick to confuse the Underworld King. Once he comes to his senses, he'll realize that only I truly care for him and am worthy of him."
As for Feng Ninghe, she was a mere nobody, how could a cripple be worthy of the Underworld King?
Only she knew the secret from back then.
That wretched woman was so lucky to have given birth to the Underworld King's child...
The worry in Feng Tongtong's eyes did not lessen. She paced anxiously. "But no matter what, the Underworld King stood up for her. If she holds a grudge about what happened back then..."
Before she could finish, Feng Qingcheng glared at her coldly.
"What are you afraid of? I'm not afraid. I have the Immortal Sect behind me, and the Underworld King's master. His master treats me like his own. The Underworld King won't hurt me."
Over the years, Feng Qingcheng had tried her best to please the Underworld King's master.
Her efforts paid off, and the master had come to recognize her.
But all of this depended on the truth from five years ago remaining hidden.
The afterglow of the setting sun.
The sky was a fiery red, a beautiful sight.
When Feng Ninghe returned to Shiyuan, she immediately spotted the mountain of gifts piled in the courtyard.
"What is this?"
She stared in astonishment at the mountain of gifts.
Chi Xia quickly explained the whole story.
Chi Xia, being just a small maid, dared not make a decision and had no choice but to accept the gifts and wait for Feng Ninghe's return.
Old Man Xu came over and tutted at the pile of gifts. "Now that people hear you have a close relationship with the Underworld King, they're rushing to send gifts, hoping to curry favor."
Feng Ninghe rubbed her temples with a slight headache. "Chi Xia, send all these gifts back. If they refuse to take them, find a way to throw them back."
If she accepted the gifts, people might expect favors from her in the future.
She didn't want any association with these people.
Upon receiving the order, Chi Xia did not dare to delay and quickly organized people to take away the boxes of gifts.
Without the small mountain, the courtyard instantly became spacious.
Old Man Xu looked at Feng Ninghe with a hint of interrogation in his eyes. "Ninghe, I only knew you had a deal with the Underworld King, but I didn't know you had such a close relationship."
The entire Li Kingdom was now abuzz with rumors that Feng Ninghe was about to become the Underworld King's consort.
Si Jianye had publicly acknowledged Feng Ninghe as his woman, so how could others not speculate?
Old Man Xu's excited demeanor gave Feng Ninghe a headache.
She waved her hand dismissively. "I still need to heal Xin Xin. The Underworld King is afraid that if I die, no one will be able to treat Xin Xin. I have nothing to do with him."
Her explanation made Old Man Xu raise his eyebrows, half-believing, half-doubting, his eyes filled with contemplation.
"Feng Ninghe."
A sharp female voice came from outside the house.
Feng Qingcheng wore a veil, with only her exquisite eyes visible.
As soon as she returned to the mansion, she had applied the best medicine to her face.
Feng Qingcheng's arrival caused Feng Ninghe to raise her eyebrows, a hint of annoyance flashing in her eyes. "What are you doing here? Are you waiting to kneel and call me Grandpa Feng?"
Mentioning this, Feng Qingcheng felt utterly humiliated, her expression suddenly changing. "Feng Ninghe, don't think you can act tough just because you have the Underworld King backing you. You used underhanded tactics to tame the Thunder Leopard, and you still have the nerve to bring it up!"
Seeing the enraged Feng Qingcheng, Feng Ninghe scoffed. "Those who don't know would think you're so capable, but in reality, you were just chased around by the Thunder Leopard. You've come at the right time. Remember to ask your father if he's finished listing the uses of the relief funds. His time is running out."
Feng Qingcheng's eyes were filled with fury.
She hadn't finished asking what she wanted to ask, and it wasn't the time to leave.
Feng Qingcheng forced herself to calm down and asked the question she most wanted to know. "What is your relationship with the Underworld King?"
"What does it have to do with you?"
Feng Ninghe glanced at the woman before her and uttered four cold words.
A cunning glint appeared in Feng Qingcheng's eyes, visible beyond her veil. "Feng Ninghe, your body is already impure, you are not worthy of the Underworld King. If the Underworld King knew about what happened back then, how would he see you!"
As the Underworld King, he could get any information he wanted. It was impossible for Si Jianye to be unaware of Feng Ninghe's affairs.
She brought this up to see if Feng Ninghe knew the truth.
Mentioning the past again, a flicker of annoyance crossed Feng Ninghe's eyes. She looked up and met Feng Qingcheng's gaze. "Feng Qingcheng, what else do you want to say?"
This woman truly had the audacity to bring up the past.
Little Zhao's bright blue eyes were filled with anger, his tiny fists clenched tightly.
Master, this is unbearable!
I can't stand it anymore! I will teach her a lesson with my mighty fists!
Feng Qingcheng's gaze sharpened, and she spoke again. "The Underworld King doesn't truly love you. He has countless women around him, how could he possibly care about you? Moreover, with your impure body, you are simply not worthy of the Underworld King."
Aowuu!
Little Zhao let out a howl and swiped his claws fiercely at Feng Qingcheng!
Little Zhao was incredibly fast. Feng Qingcheng was caught off guard. His small claws immediately tore off her veil and swiped fiercely at her unblemished cheek!
A claw mark appeared on Feng Qingcheng's delicate face.
Feng Qingcheng screamed and stumbled back in fear. In her panic, she drew her sword, intending to stab Little Zhao.
A powerful spiritual force struck her fiercely, knocking the long sword from her hand!
Little Zhao wantonly clawed and tore at Feng Qingcheng's hair. Sensing Feng Qingcheng about to retaliate, it quickly leaped onto Feng Ninghe's shoulder.
"You stupid beast!"
Feng Qingcheng roared in anger, her face flushed, her eyes fixed on Feng Ninghe. "If Old Man Xu weren't here, today would be your death anniversary."
Old Man Xu was leisurely sitting in the pavilion, occasionally popping fruit into his mouth.
He had no intention of intervening, content to watch the show.
However, Feng Qingcheng knew that the blow just now had come from Old Man Xu.
Her objective today had been achieved. She now knew that Feng Ninghe and the Underworld King were unaware of the truth from back then.
If Feng Ninghe were to die, the truth would be buried...
Just as she turned to leave, a figure blocked her path.
Feng Ninghe's alluring lips curved into a wicked smile, her cold eyes staring at Feng Qingcheng as if she were looking at a dead thing. "Shiyuan is not a place you can just come and go as you please. Since you've come here yourself today, whether you can leave depends on your ability."
The chilling female voice sent goosebumps crawling all over Feng Qingcheng's skin.
Feng Qingcheng raised her eyebrows and arrogantly glared at Feng Ninghe. "What do you mean by that?"