She sighed with relief after seeing that Tianya and the others were safe.
She and Nan Xian looked at each other, both with determination in their gazes.
“Mother…”
Fu Chen and Qing Han stood next to Feng Ruqing obediently. They did not look scared. Their eyes were fixed upon the people in front of them.
“Nan Xian…”
Feng Ruqing turned to look at the man next to her.
It seemed that as long as he was there, she could feel at ease.
“I have remembered everything. Back then, I brought you home because I needed a handyman, but…”
But the handyman was too handsome and stunning…
And in the end, she fell for him.
She wanted to be with him forever…
“Back then…” Feng Ruqing’s eyes sank. “You always helped me and protected me. So, this time, I want to be the one to protect you instead.”
The dragon scale on her chest burned, but this burning sensation calmed her down.
“Qing’er…”
Nan Xian’s chest tightened. He pulled Feng Ruqing into his arms, his handsome face filled with worry.
He did not know what Feng Ruqing wanted to do, and he felt a slight panic.
Feng Ruqing took the dragon scale and grasped it tightly. A powerful spiritual qi diffused from her fingertips instantly and turned into a white light that spread within the entire palace…
When the white light dissipated, Feng Ruqing had already walked toward Mu Yi.
Nan Xian wanted to go forward, but a force suddenly came from in front of him, blocking his steps.
“Qing’er!!!”
His voice was filled with grief. He wanted to rush forward again as he saw Feng Ruqing had already walked toward Mu Yi.
However, the force that was blocking him was like waves of the sea, sweeping him away.
No matter how much strength he used, he could no longer walk toward her.
Powerlessness, panic…
Nan Xian trembled hard. His handsome turned pale, struggling to go to Feng Ruqing.
***
Feng Ruqing did not glance at Nan Xian behind her.
She lowered her gaze.
This time, she only wanted to be selfish once.
She selfishly did not want Nan Xian to accompany her in danger. She selfishly only wanted him to live well.
“Ninth Emperor….”
Mu Yi smiled coldly. His body was like the wind, instantly rushing toward Feng Ruqing…
Feng Ruqing raised her head, her expression remained calm as she looked at the man in front of her coldly.
***
Cang Yue Mainland…
Inside the imperial palace.
Old Master Mu sat in the banquet and looked at Feng Tianwu smilingly.
“Did Qing’er really come back some time ago? Where is Suyi? Did she mention Suyi?”
Feng Tianwu smiled and nodded. “Yes, Suyi is doing well over there.”
“Then, I’m relieved.”
Old Master Mu sighed with relief and laughed out loud before picking up the spirit wine in front of him.
Feng Ruqing left behind this wine, and now Feng Tianwu had been so extravagant as to use it as a treat.
“Qing’er also said that Suyi had found her father.”
Hearing this, Old Master Mu was a little surprised. He had always thought that Suyi was an orphan, but he never thought that her father was still alive.
Thinking of this, his heart eased a lot. But when he thought about how he had not seen Suyi for a long time, he sighed again.
“And I don’t know when they will come back.”
‘Soon…’
Feng Tianwu smiled gently.
