Chapter 1352: Feng Ruqing’s Misunderstanding Deepened II
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Of course, Nan Xian also did not bully Jiu Ming. He did not use any spiritual force too. He simply fought with his bare fists, landing punches on Jiu Ming’s face.
It was unclear why Nan Xian did not hit him anywhere else, but purely focused landing blows on that handsome face of his. Using just a fist, Jiu Ming had no way to resist Nan Xian. His face was smashed beyond recognition…
“Qing’er, Nan Xian wouldn’t beat Jiu Ming to death, right?” Nalan Yan walked over to Feng Ruqing. Her gaze when looking at Nan Xian was a little odd.
She felt that Nan Xian was taking personal revenge instead of having a legit reason to do so. Using the opportunity to bully Jiu Ming.
“No.” Feng Ruqing smiled faintly. “Nan Xian knows where to draw the line. He isn’t that kind of person.”
Nalan Yan let out a sigh of relief. She had yet to speak up again when Gu Yiyi who was by the side said in dissatisfaction, “Vixen… Nan Xian is using an excuse to take personal revenge! Just see how ruthless he is. Although watching him is quite satisfying, but… beating someone up is still not right.”
‘The vixen was too violent. There was not the least bit gentleness. On the contrary, when Xiao Qing sees how gentle she was, perhaps… she would leave with her and abandon that vixen?’
Just thinking about it made her happy!
Feng Ruqing felt dumbstruck.
‘If… you didn’t say the latter sentence, perhaps I would really have believed in you.’
“Nan Xian is not that kind of person,” Feng Ruqing explained seriously once again. “The state preceptor has always been gentle. He is doing it to help Jiu Ming. Furthermore, Jiu Ming has always liked the state preceptor and does not harbor any hatred for him. How did the idea of faking an excuse to take personal revenge come about?”
Gu Yiyi stared at Feng Ruqing in a daze. What kind of bewitching medicine did Nan Xian use on Xiao Qing? She did not even allow others to talk badly about him, not even a single sentence.
This Nan Xian… was obviously faking an excuse to take his personal revenge. Otherwise, why was he not beating him at other places but just purely aiming at his face?
Not long after, Jiu Ming’s nose was bruised and his face swollen. His face no longer looked like his face.
“Sober yet?” Nan Xian looked at Jiu Ming, his voice was light and indifferent.
With a rumble, Jiu Ming’s body collapsed backward.
When he collapsed, his evil, cold gaze slowly recovered the warmth it had before. His gaze was fixated on Nan Xian.
“You have finally arrived…”
The marks on his face slowly disappeared as the corner of his lips curled upward into a smile. “I knew you would come, so I waited for you to come.”
When Hu Qing was around, he had no other choice, and could only use this method to stall the time!
Otherwise, with Hu Qing’s hatred toward Xiao Qing’er, he was fearful that Nan Xian would not make it in time…
Good thing Nan Xian did not disappoint him. He finally came. And all the risks he took was worthwhile.
Feng Ruqing was just about to take a step forward when she stopped. It was also because she was stunned that she was not able to catch the falling Jiu Ming. His body fell to the ground heavily.
Her face was a little dark.
‘This b.a.s.t.a.r.d, did he really want to fight with her for the state preceptor? To think that she had considered him a good friend! In the end, he was actually harboring such thoughts toward the state preceptor.’
Of course, Feng Ruqing could not be blamed for misunderstanding.
After all…
When Jiu Ming crashed to the ground, the words he spoke did not just make Feng Ruqing misunderstand, even other people had the same misunderstanding.
However, seeing Jiu Ming who had crumbled to the ground and could no longer get back up, Feng Ruqing gently sighed and finally decided to walk forward. She took out a bottle of spirit herb soup, which she had preserved and carefully fed it to him.
Why was he Jiu Ming? He was different from those despicable, flirtatious people who tried to hook up with her state preceptor. She could not leave him to die.
Gu Yiyi looked at Feng Ruqing feeding Jiu Ming the spirit herb soup and asked. “Xiao Qing, how long ago did you make this herbal soup?”