Demon Doctor's Crazy Consort

  Water flowed down along the edge of the table, shattered on the ground, and the sound of dripping was exceptionally loud in this quiet night.

  Shen Yunxi glanced at the broken teapot and tea cups on the ground, then raised her eyes to meet Feng Qingchen's gaze. What she saw was his frightening expression, which made her heart skip a beat. Although she had mentally prepared herself, seeing him like this still left her somewhat astonished. After all, what he had said just now didn't seem too out of line to her.

  She just forgot that what she thought was unimportant, but it didn't mean others had the same idea, especially when it came to Ke's wife, and even more so with Feng Qingchen.

  As soon as he thought of this, Shen Yunxi's heart was much clearer. With that, the corners of his lips slightly curved upwards in a gentle arc, indeed, the war god of the Great Tianqi Dynasty was not to be trifled with!

  But it's too late for regrets now, and Shen Yunxi wouldn't regret this anyway!

  Shen Yunxi calmed herself, looked up and stared straight at Feng Qingchen. A pair of clear eyes slightly turned with disdain: "Long before entering the Wang Fu, Yunxi had already heard about the previous consorts of the Wang Ye. It was said that they were all killed by the Wang Ye. I didn't believe those rumors... But now, seeing the Wang Ye's actions, Yunxi would rather believe that they died at his hands... Ah..."

  Every time she said a sentence, she felt that Feng Qingchen's gaze on her was colder by one degree. She couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in her heart, yet she still stubbornly finished what she had to say.

  As soon as the words fell, Shen Yunxi felt a dark shadow flash before her eyes, and in an instant, her slender neck was controlled by Feng Qingchen's hand.

  "You're really asking for it!"

  Feng Qingchen was almost gnashing her teeth, each word biting extremely hard. Those sharp and ferocious eyes were like those of a fierce beast, staring tightly at Shen Yunxi, as if she really hated to tear her apart into pieces.

  Shen Yunxi's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she seemed to have spoken out of turn.

  Having lost his parents at a young age and then losing his wife too, her words might have struck him in the most painful spot.

  He was furious, not because she said he killed his wife, but because he killed his parents. No one wants to lose their loved ones, and no one wants their death to be due to their own reasons. Although those words were just rumors, they were actually taboo in his mouth!

  But who made him so vicious? He can't even bear to hear half a bad word!

  Just then, Shen Yunxi was about to speak when a sudden cry of surprise reached her ears: "Ah, miss!"

  It turned out that although Shuang'er had agreed to return to her room, she was still worried about Shen Yunxi. She lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Then, suddenly hearing a crisp sound from the main hall, she immediately got up, put on her outer clothes, and came out to see what was going on. But she didn't expect to see such a frightening scene, which shocked her into screaming.

  Feng Qingchen slightly turned her head and glanced at Shuang'er, her icy gaze making Shuang'er involuntarily shiver. However, Shuang'er quickly regained her composure, but was still intimidated by Feng Qingchen's powerful aura, and for the time being did not dare to act rashly.

  However, seeing her own young mistress being choked and her life in danger, Erniang's strong protective instincts compelled her to do something. So, even though she knew she might suffer the same fate as Shen Yunxi, she gritted her teeth and picked up a chair beside her, furiously charging at Feng Qingchen: "Bastard! Let go of my mistress!"

  She had only one thought in her mind: she couldn't let Miss become the fourth Rui Wangfei who couldn't make it through the wedding night.

  However, although her demeanor was very elegant, she had not yet rushed to Feng Qingchen's side, and the chair had not touched him at all, when Feng Qingchen casually waved his hand, Shuang'er only felt a palm wind rushing towards her face. In the next second, she fell to the ground with a crash, hurting all over.

  Looking at Shuang'er who had fallen to the ground, Shen Yunxi endured the pain in her neck and asked tensely and with some difficulty: "Shuang'er, are you alright?"

  "Miss, I'm fine." Shuang'er rubbed her sore arm, tears welling up in her eyes, her words filled with self-blame: "I'm sorry, Miss, I was useless, couldn't save you..."

  "It's okay, as long as you're fine." Shen Yunxi comforted, she was just a small and weak maid, how could she compete with someone who often galloped on the battlefield?

  "Hmph, you're already struggling to save yourself, yet you still have the nerve to worry about others!" Feng Qingchen turned her head back, her eyes full of disdain.

  Shen Yunxi withdrew his gaze and looked at Feng Qingchen. The few strands of guilt that had just risen in his heart disappeared without a trace under her contemptuous eyes: "Your Highness, what I said just now was just the truth, if it offended you, it's my fault, I didn't think it through."

  She paused, glanced at the hand grasping her neck, and when she looked up at him again, her eyes were filled with cold sarcasm: "But isn't what you're doing right now proving what I just said?"

  Looking at Shen Yunxi's pale and calm face, Feng Qingchen's grip in his hand did not relax in the slightest. The corner of his mouth rose slightly in disdain: "Do you think a few words can move me to spare your life? You're being too naive!"

  Shen Yunxi smiled faintly and raised her eyes to say, "Your Highness is indeed uniquely insightful, how could my little thoughts escape Your Highness's eyes?!"

  As for Shen Yunxi's flattering words, Feng Qingchen only let out a light snort and didn't show any other reaction.

  He didn't speak, and Shen Yunxi continued: "But, Your Highness is high above, because of a few words, you are on an equal footing with me, a lowly woman. Wouldn't it be afraid to damage your prestige if it gets out?... Or is it that tonight, Your Highness wants to make the rumors about taking a concubine come true?"

  Feng Qingchen's eyes gleamed with an increasingly cold light from the corners of her eyes, "You've said so much, is this your excuse?... Is there anything else you want to say?" As she spoke, she tightened her grip on Shen Yunxi, as if she would take her life immediately if she answered yes.

  Shen Yunxi slightly shook her head, trying to ignore the pain in her neck, and said in a light tone: "There's nothing more. If Your Highness wants my life, no matter how much I say, it's all in vain. Your Highness, isn't that right?"

  Feng Qingchen's eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn't immediately respond to Shen Yunxi's words, nor did she make any other movements, simply staring at her.

  Just as the two were engaged in a war of words, with swords drawn and bows stretched, Shuang'er stood still, stunned on the spot.

  It was really because of the two words "Wang Ye" in Shen Yunxi's speech, which had a huge impact on her. She never expected that the person in front of her would be the dignified Rui Wang Ye!

  From the captivating aura that Feng Qingchi exuded, she guessed that he was no ordinary person, but she didn't think of him as the prince at all, which is why she dared to scold him as a bastard.

  It's said that "disaster comes from the mouth", it seems she has truly experienced this mindset at this moment.

  And so, for a long time afterwards, both of them kept their distance from Feng Qingchen, fearing that they might accidentally suffer punishment. Of course, all this is just after the fact.

  As soon as Shuang'er came to her senses, she heard Shen Yunxi's last sentence and was so shocked that her heart rose to her throat. "Miss, don't say anything else, quickly go ask the prince for mercy."

  Otherwise... those rumors would really come true!

  Looking at Shen Yunxi's pale face, which was full of calmness, Shuang'er was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. How could her young mistress be so stubborn?! How could she not care about her own life?!

  She doesn't just think of herself, she should also consider Master's feelings! If the prince really took her life, Master would be heartbroken, and as for her, her own life would probably be over too...

  Obviously, Shen Yunxi didn't take Shuang'er's words to heart, and only glanced at her before turning his head back, his clear eyes gazing at Feng Qingchen.

  Under the hazy moonlight, his face was tense, and in his high and distant eyes, there were only dark clouds.

  The large palm that was clasped around her neck tightened its grip, but Shen Yunxi's face remained unchanged. However, the hand hanging by her side had secretly pulled out three long silver needles from her sleeve, as if waiting for an opportunity to strike!

  Shuang Er saw this scene and was frightened into a panic, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

  She really didn't know what to do!

  All she could do was tightly grasp the hem of her garment, her pale face looking at the two people standing stiffly in a deadlock with a terrified expression.