1562: The Opposite Sex is Only to Continue the Family Bloodline II

The Opposite Sex is Only to Continue the Family Bloodline II

Thud!1

A huge pot descended from the sky and fell toward the ground. Those civil and military courtiers could not react in time before they were squashed beneath the huge pot. Those who had weak cultivation broke their bones and spat blood.

As for those who were outside the range of the huge pot, they were still sent flying by the huge force as they lay on the ground miserably.

Dust floated all over the place.

Feng Ruqing stepped forward toward the crowd slowly with heavy footsteps.

"Was this how all of you had forced him to beat the little fatty?"

Those courtiers slowly climbed back up as they looked at the approaching Feng Ruqing with terror written on their faces.

Not knowing why, when Qi Fang saw Feng Ruqing attacking these civil and military courtiers, he did not rebuke.

Perhaps… he had long wished to silence these old courtiers.

"Although this little fatty is not very likable..." Feng Ruqing halted as she stood in front of the group of old courtiers. She looked down at them coldly. "Sometimes, even I wish to beat him. However… if you all cripple him, who will help me to take care of my backyard?"

All the courtiers were speechless.

"Furthermore, this all happened because of Feng Lianyi!"

Feng Ruqing sneered as she waved her hand. Vines rose from the ground and shot toward those courtiers.

"Now, I am going to treat you like how you all treated him!"

Helian Yue stood behind Feng Ruqing from the beginning to the end as she stared at her in admiration.

In the past, she had thought that she herself was arrogant enough. Now, when compared to Feng Ruqing, it was just a little witch meeting a big witch.

At most, she would beat up those little despicable people who were shameless and had yet ever to beat up these despicable old people. It could be estimated that in the whole of Tianling Kingdom, besides Grandfather Tian Ya, only Xiao Qing would dare to beat these people to the point that they did not even dare pant.

The vines were like numerous hands, whipping these courtiers mercilessly.

"Stop. Ah! Stop beating. Stop! Your Majesty, where are the secret guards? The palace infantry? And… those skilled masters in the palace? Quickly deal with these people!"

"Helian Yue, don't forget that your entire Helian family belongs to General Tian Ya. Feng Lianyi is someone from General Manor. You are helping this woman, aren't you afraid of provoking the general's wrath?"

"You think that because the general pampers you quite a bit, you are comparable to a person from General Manor? He is strict toward Maiden Lianyi because he treats Maiden Lianyi as his own. That's why he does not indulge in her. He pampers you just because he does not nurture you as if you were his own!"

"Quickly make her stop. Otherwise… even the Helian family would not protect you!"

Helian Yue pouted as her expression showed her disagreement. "Oh."

Grandfather Tian Ya was not the kind of person who could not distinguish between right and wrong, nor was he one who would protect people who have done wrong.

Furthermore… What was Feng Lianyi's status anyway? She was just a servant girl in General Manor. She could beat to death however many people like this kind of person. Did she really think that the people of General Manor showing some respect to her meant that she was the young lady of General Manor?

Hah!

How ridiculous.

Xiao Qing was so likeable. She looked beautiful and had strong abilities. If Grandfather General were to see her, he would definitely like her.

"Helian Yue, don't forget Feng Lianqing!" That old courtier saw that bringing up the general was useless. Thus, he continued to speak through teeth gritted, "Feng Lianqing and Feng Lianyi have a great relationship. Aren't you afraid that Feng Lianqing would be angry when he finds out?"

Helian Yue calmly looked at the old courtier. "I have started to improve my moral character and behaving more ethically." 

The old courtier was stunned. "What?" 

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