At that moment, Ning’er completely forgot about Fu’er’s pregnancy in her mind. She kicked hard at Fu’er’s back, preventing her from getting up.
“Fu’er was startled, instinctively shielding her stomach. She leaned forward, and when she steadied herself, she abruptly raised her head, her crimson eyes fixed on Ning’er, “You’re crazy!”
Ning’er ignored her anger, now staring intently into her eyes, her voice slightly cold, “You haven’t answered me.”
As soon as she spoke, Ninger lost control for the first time and moved her hand. Suddenly, Ninger bent down and slapped Fu’er hard across the face.
Her sudden action left Fu’er no time to react, there was a moment of stunned silence.
Shour also was taken aback. Although Ning’er wasn’t fond of talking and gave off an aloof and unfriendly impression, after so many years together, they knew Ning’er’s kind heart better than anyone else.
So Ning’er’s out-of-control appearance before the King and Queen of Beijang, she hadn’t expected.
When Fu’er came to her senses, she clenched her fists and glared at Ning’er with fury. “You… you actually hit me?”
Since learning that Fu’er betrayed everyone and even colluded with bandits to put her brothers in danger, Ning’er feels like someone has plastered a lump of mud on her heart. It feels so heavy, suffocating, and agonizing, yet there is no blood visible. She has to admit, Fu’er truly has a vicious heart!
As for her brothers, let’s not mention them for now. But isn’t she looking for someone? It’s their senior brother, the one who taught them to read and paint, the one who took the blame for them when they were wrong as children!
How could Fu’er have the heart to put him to death?
Thinking about this, Ninger looked at Fu’er’s unchanged expression of remorse. In response to her, she delivered another unexpected slap.
Fu’er, who had been slapped twice hard by Ning’er, could no longer bear it. She raised her hand to fight back, but ever since she became pregnant, she dared not use her internal energy easily. Therefore, her speed was much slower than usual. As a result, as soon as she raised her hand, she was caught by Ning’er and thrown aside viciously.
“Fu’er suddenly collapsed to the ground, instinctively protecting her stomach. After she came to her senses, she was afraid that Ning’er would continue to attack, so she quickly exclaimed:”
“Brave Ning’er, do you know that I carry the child of the Valley Master in my belly? Do you want to take advantage of the Valley Master’s absence and murder his only offspring? What evil thoughts are you harboring?”
Ning’er let out a cold snort, her emotionless eyes fixed on Fu’er’s, her voice as icy as winter:
“Never mind whether the child in your belly is truly Gu Zhu’s, even if it is, what then? Gu Zhu is such a principled person, do you really think he would allow someone who betrayed their siblings to bear his child?”
In the midst of their conversation, Ning’er was truly enraged. She suddenly acted, grabbing Fuo’er’s neck with a strong grip and snarling through gritted teeth:
>And as for every brother in the Xintang Valley, who doesn’t know the valley master’s intentions? The valley master once said that anyone who betrays the people of the valley will only have one path…that is—death! Even he is no exception.
Seeing that Ninger truly had the intention of taking her life, Fu’er was shaken to her core. She saw a strong murderous intent in Ninger’s bloodshot eyes, and in that instant, she finally panicked.
Then, she raised her hand and grasped Ning’er’s arm, struggling to speak, “Let… let go.”
Shou’er didn’t feel any remorse about killing Fu’er. After all, the once strong bond between sisters had vanished the moment Fu’er betrayed Xin Tanggu.
Though, she still considered Fu’er’s child in her belly. What if the child truly was from Gu Zhu? Perhaps she could wait until after the birth to see what happened?
So she could feel Ning’er’s murderous intent at this moment, she was also taken aback and subconsciously took a few steps forward, her mind struggling with whether to pull Ning’er back.
It’s noticeable that the Duke and Duchess present didn’t utter a word to stop Ning’er. Could it be they approved of Ning’er’s actions?
If that were really the case, she would have no reason to bring Ning’er back.
Thinking about this, Shou’er looked at their queen, wanting to know what she thought. Did she also want to execute Fu’er today?
But when she looked over, the empress dowager’s expression was placid, her gaze falling directly on Fu’er. It seemed she had no intention of stopping Ning’er’s actions.
Shou’er looked at Ning’er, then at Fu’er whose face was as white as paper, and finally didn’t go up to stop her.
To be honest, Ning’er is doing what she wants to do now.
Fu’er felt Ning’er’s grip tightening, she was almost suffocating. Seeing Mo Yunjing and An Xue Tang remaining indifferent from the corner of her eye, she panicked completely.
Are these people truly insane? She’s carrying the lord’s child, and they act so brazenly, completely disregarding the baby in her womb?
She gripped Ning’er’s wrist tightly with both hands, her voice weak, “You…you can’t do this to me. Even if you want to kill me, you have to wait until my child is born. Whether the Valley Master wakes up or not depends entirely on my child in my womb. Please…let go.”
Hearing Fu’er’s words, Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang exchanged glances. Sure enough.
It seems that the fetus in Fu’er’s womb is indeed related to whether Feng Ming can wake up. In other words, the reason why Feng Ming had such an unusual reaction just now was because of Fu’er.
An Xue Tang looked at Fu’er, her eyes narrowed slightly. “Yun Liu, help Ning’er up, she’s injured, take good care of her.”
Yunliu immediately responded with a “Yes,” and since he was already standing beside Ning’er, he hurriedly pulled her up. He then forcefully embraced her, lowering his voice and saying:
“I know you’re angry, but killing her is not the best way to avenge yourself. This matter also involves your valley master’s body, so please bear with it for now.”
Ning’er did not speak, she didn’t even have the strength to push Yunliu away at this moment. Her eyes filled with hatred were fixed on Fu’er’s face.
This woman is truly asking for a beating. After Ning’er was pulled away, she realized that the child in her womb was indeed her amulet. An Xue Tang didn’t care about her or the fetus’s life and death, but who made it so that the child in her womb was related to Feng Ming’s life and death? So she was fairly certain that before Feng Ming woke up, An Xue Tang wouldn’t let her and the swollen fetus get hurt.
Having thought of this, a hint of triumph flashed in her eyes. She cast Ning’er a meaningful glance, her smug expression as if deliberately provoking her.
Her gaze naturally didn’t escape An Xuetang’s eyes. An Xuetang curled the corner of her mouth with a hint of mockery, “Shou’er, aren’t you angry after learning about Xun’s death?”