Chapter 1143: The Giant Pot That Descended From the Sky III
Swoos.h.!.+
A flash of sword beam shot out of the long sword in Nan Xian’s hand, rus.h.i.+ng toward Fu Qingjiu who was still trapped in a giant pit and cut off her nose.
“Ah!”
A heart-wrenching cry emitted from the giant pit, making Fu Yu explode like a bomb.
“Qingjiu!”
In the palace, love and warmth among the royalty was extremely scarce. When Fu Qingjiu was injured, and even when Fu Yu knew that Fu Qingjiu was in danger, he did not save her.
However, this time…
Hearing Fu Qingjiu’s heart-wrenching cry, Fu Yu’s entire body trembled. Perhaps, he knew that he would soon be meeting his fate and he had found the courage to go against Nan Xian.
“Nan Xian, you…”
Just as Fu Yu spat out the words, he could feel a stinging pain in his tongue. He made a grunting sound as he pointed at Nan Xian indignantly, but he was not capable of saying a word.
“Since you like to sow discord, you don’t need this tongue.”
Nan Xian’s face was still expressionless, he looked calm and very much at ease. He was not the slightest bit affected by Fu Yu’s trick.
Because… Nan Xian knew that Feng Ruqing trusted him just the way he trusted her.
Feng Ruqing walked slowly up to Nan Xian.
When their eyes met, they could see profound trust in each other’s eyes as if it had spanned over several generations.
A look of disbelief crept into Fu Yu’s eyes. He stared dazedly at Feng Ruqing.
Why? Usually, when a lady heard of things like that, she would lose her mind and fight with her partner. Fu Yu’s words could tear a couple apart.
‘Why didn’t she question Nan Xian? She did not even say a word.’
Feng Ruqing looked at Fu Yu with a faint smile.
“You probably have no idea that my state preceptor still has little knowledge of the things that happened around him when he was unconscious. As long as he tells me that he had not done so, I will trust him.
“By the way, my state preceptor was sick earlier, only a lady’s body could cool him down. It was a pity that… I am the one who has cooled him down and I was the only one who could get near him. You said that your daughter has slept with my state preceptor, why did he not recover earlier and only got well when I am here?”
“Only you can heal me. It has always been you!” Nan Xian held onto Feng Ruqing’s hand tightly.
No other lady could do this and it had always been Feng Ruqing.
“I trust you. I have slept with you. If I don’t trust you, there is no difference between me and a sc.u.m.” Feng Ruqing patted Nan Xian’s hand as she smiled.
Feng Ruqing trusted the person whom she had slept with. She trusted her instinct. Nan Xian would never let her down.
The corner of Nan Xian’s lips curved into a faint smile as he stared at the lady next to him. The coldness in his eyes trickled out and gentleness took its place. It only happened when Nan Xian was with Feng Ruqing.
However…
When Nan Xian turned to look at Fu Yu, his cold eyes overflowed with a murderous intent. He loosened his grip on Feng Ruqing’s hand and walked toward Fu Yu.
“Whoo!” A hint of panic flashed through Fu Yu’s eyes.
He took a few steps backward until he found himself with his back against the wall. He could no longer retreat.
Nan Xian stopped in his tracks and lifted the long sword in his hand a little…
Slas.h.!.+
Fu Yu’s shoulder was cut open, blood seeped out from the wound, staining his robe red.
Fu Yu raised his eyes to glare at Nan Xian.
‘You could just kill me in one blow, why are you torturing me like this?’
At this moment, something seemed to have come to Fu Yu’s mind, he broke into an evil smile.