820: Your Royal Highness, Please Don't Be Mad (3)

Your Royal Highness, Please Don't Be Mad (3)

Watching from behind while the crown prince took Feng Wu away, Mu Yaoyao felt a tinge of jealousy while she also rejoiced at Feng Wu's predicament.1

There was a tiny voice in her head, saying that she wished she was the one in the crown prince's grip…

Mu Yaoyao snorted. "Feng Wu is going to die, isn't she?"

Gongsun Qing smirked. "I don't think she's coming back."

The other girls around them all had expectant looks in their eyes as well.

At the same moment, Feng Wu —

"Put me down! Jun Linyuan, hands off me!" Feng Wu felt so humiliated.

Kicking her legs, she tried to free herself from Jun Linyuan's grip, but the reality was that all her efforts were futile.

"I'm not a chicken, don't manhandle me! Jun Linyuan! Put me down now or I'm going to be very mad!" Feng Wu seethed with anger.

The next second, Jun Linyuan snorted and tossed Feng Wu onto a nearby haystack.

Thump.

"Ouch —"

Feng Wu cried out in pain and glared at Jun Linyuan.

The crown prince's mouth curled into a crooked smile. "Now you can feel pain?"

Feng Wu retorted in an accusing tone, "I'm covered in wounds and I'm a normal human being. Every part of me hurts even when I breathe!"

"Then why did you injure yourself?"

"I didn't ask for this!"

"Why can't you just finish the exam peacefully like everyone else? Why did you have to mess with magical beasts you can't handle?"

"They messed with me!"

"Heh!"

"You don't believe me?"

"Heh."

Feng Wu had had enough mishaps since the physical tryout started, not to mention that she had cuts and bruises all over her body. She couldn't take Jun Linyuan's sarcasm anymore. "Jun Linyuan! What kind of attitude is that?!"

Jun Linyuan frowned at her.

Feng Wu snapped, "I don't have a death wish and I certainly didn't go after those magical beasts myself! I would have loved to stay far away from them! But I just had such back luck! They kept coming after me, one after another!"

Jun Linyuan had a brooding look in his eyes.

Feng Wu gave a wave of her hand in a magnanimous manner. "Well, was it you who saved me earlier? I won't yell at you if that's the case."

Jun Linyuan raised his chin. He didn't like being scolded to his face, and he replied with a smirk, "Who the hell do you think you are? Don't flatter yourself. What makes you think I would ever save you?"

Feng Wu stared at Jun Linyuan. "It wasn't you?"

Jun Linyuan ignored her question.

Who else did she think it could be? She would have been beyond saving if he had arrived a minute later.

Jun Linyuan had lingering fear at that realization, and his gaze turned even more piercing.

He looked so relentless…

Feng Wu bit her lower lip.

She had actually believed he was her savior, which was why she had put up with his manner so far. But she was wrong!

And what did he say to her?

Who the hell do you think you are?

Don't flatter yourself?

What makes you think I would ever save you?

Feng Wu was pissed!

A lump seemed lodged in Feng Wu's throat and she felt suffocated. With a snort, she rose to her feet and turned to leave.

"Where do you think you're going?!" Jun Linyuan shouted after her.

"To find a quiet place to treat my wounds! And don't follow me! I don't want to see your face!

Throwing Jun Linyuan a dirty look, Feng Wu stormed off.

She didn't know what was going on with her.

She could block out all the cutting remarks from other people, but Jun Linyuan's criticism always set her off without fail.

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