An Xuetang could easily guess the source of Fu’er’s hatred, and at this moment, she only raised the corner of her mouth in a sneer, not saying or doing anything to her.
Fu’er’s emotions didn’t show for long. She quickly composed herself, slowly closing her eyes. Perhaps she thought of Fengming’s unconscious state; she immediately burst into tears.
“…”
Just as he put her down, Ning’er, with tears welling in her eyes, began to cry. Immediately, Ji and Kang exchanged glances with each other.
The first thought that came to the minds of all three was, what kind of trick is this Fūr trying to pull again?
However, the three of them felt nothing but disgust towards her tears; none of them showed any sympathy.
They would never forget this in their lives, not because of Fu’er’s betrayal, but because those who died at Bai Guang Gong were killed by others.
No matter how genuine Fu’er’s tears might be at this moment, they were all dismissed as water on her brain from a few days ago. Who could blame her? And who would even care!
An Xue Tang sat on the edge of the bed, she looked at Feng Ming who was lying quietly, then turned to Fu’er who was crying, and spoke slowly, “You came here just to cry? If that’s the case, then get out.”
Listening to An Xuetang’s words, Fu’er retracted her gaze from Feng Ming’s face and looked at An Xuetang with tear-filled eyes, pleadingly saying, “Princess Consort, can…can you let Fu’er come closer, I…”
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Having been exposed by An Xue Tang without hesitation, Fu Er didn’t get angry. Instead, her expression became even more serious, “Your Highness, it wasn’t that Fu Er wanted to act. It’s just that if I didn’t get closer, I couldn’t confirm the Gu Master’s current situation at all, and I wouldn’t dare to do anything rash.”
” “…” ”
An Xuetang paused, her ten fingers crossed over her knees. Her deep eyes fixed on Fu’er, “Today that you can enter this door, you should be grateful. This concubine doesn’t want to hear another word of nonsense. Do you know what to do?”
Does she think she can push it too far?
This fool is taking himself way too seriously.
As expected, after An Xuetang’s face changed, Fu’er didn’t dare to continue making light of the situation. However, her expression soon became solemn, and she looked worried.
Her eyes darted between Feng Ming and An Xuetang several times, then she hesitated, as if wanting to speak but holding back.
Ning’er and the others naturally saw her change. Ning’er clenched her fists slightly, “If you have something to say, just say it. Or do you prefer we use certain methods?”
Fu’er quickly shook her head. She pursed her lips and pondered for a moment, then as if she had made up her mind, she said to An Xue Tang, “Your Highness, the valley master’s condition is getting worse by the day. If you don’t save him today, even if my child in my womb is born safely, it will be too late.”
“……”
This ambiguous remark gave An Xue Tang and the others a bad premonition.
Ning’er stepped forward, blocking Fu’er, and said coldly, “What do you want?”
“I just want to save the Valley Master, Ning’er. Outsiders don’t know about my feelings for the Valley Master, but you should be very clear. In this lifetime, I can hurt anyone, and I can even hurt myself, but I would never hurt the Valley Master!”
Fu’er’s tone was very anxious, and it sounded like she was serious. If someone with a weak psychological endurance heard this, they would probably start to panic.
However, Ning’er and the others didn’t believe it. An Xuetang wouldn’t be easily swayed by her words. At this moment, everyone’s eyes fell on Fuo’er, wanting to know what tricks she would play next.
After Fu’er finished speaking, she didn’t get the effect she wanted. She sneered in her heart, these people claimed to care about Guzhu over and over again, was this what they called caring?
She had said it all, and they still didn’t seem the least bit concerned.
Seeing that Ning’er didn’t respond to her, Fu’er turned to An Xuetang, “Your Highness, I wouldn’t joke about the valley master’s life. You must believe me, Your Highness, I truly didn’t joke about the valley master’s life. If you don’t save the valley master now, it will be too late.”
An Xuetang watched her quietly, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke in a calm tone, “So what do you want to say? How do you want this concubine to save people?”
When An Xuetang asked this, Fu’er’s face clearly showed signs of embarrassment.
The more she acted this way, the more Ninger and the others felt that her next plan was probably going to heavily control them as princesses.
Ninger tightened her hands, and then she heard Fu’er say, “To save the valley master’s life, we need your…heart blood, Madam.”
“!!”
Fu’er’s words were like a pot of oil suddenly exploding, causing Ning’er and the others to instantly widen their eyes. Their gazes burned with intense fury.
Does this kid even know what they’re talking about?
To take the princess’s blood to save the valley master?
How could she have the nerve to say that.
As soon as Ning’er and the others were about to speak up and reprimand Fu’er, An Xue Tang beat them to it. “Using this concubine’s heart blood to save her elder brother? Are you sure?”
“Sure.” Fu’er’s tone was very firm, her expectant gaze fixed on An Xue Tang, “You are the person the Valley Master cares about most, and only your heart blood can save the Valley Master.”
When Fu’er admitted that An Xuetang was the most important person to Feng Ming in this world, the hatred in her eyes almost couldn’t be concealed.
In this world, Feng Ming only cares about An Xue Tang. This matter is a scar in her heart, a scar that will never disappear, no matter when it is mentioned, it can make her bleed profusely and hard to appease.
To convince An Xuetang, she had to admit it now.
Ninger feared that the princesses might believe Fu’er’s lies. Unable to control herself, she disregarded the presence of the princesses and rushed over, slapping Fu’er hard, “For the sake of harming the Princess, you truly stop at nothing, spewing any lie you can think of.”
Seeing Ninger so angry, Fu’er burst into laughter instantly, “How do you know I’m lying? Now that I’ve become like this, what benefit would there be for me to tell such a lie?”
Ninger’s forehead was a bit tight, and she frowned, “You went to so much trouble to hurt the princess. Do we still need to ask about your motives?”
An Xuetang stared at Fu’er thoughtfully, wanting to confirm the truth in her words.
Just then, Fu’er suddenly looked at Fengming on the bed again, “It’s too late, you don’t believe me, just look yourselves.”
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After she uttered her perplexing words, all eyes turned to Fengming.
Feng Ming’s mouth started bleeding right then, and this sight instantly sent chills down An Xue Tang and the others’ spines.
An Xuetang immediately called Kang’er to bring the medicine box and anxiously checked Feng Ming’s condition.
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