Demon Doctor's Crazy Consort

  Out of the Shuiyu Pavilion, Shen Yunxi walked along the winding path, her surroundings so quiet that she could only hear her own breathing, until then, she finally knew how secluded the Shuiyu Pavilion was in this palace.

  But it's also good. After all, through today's series of events, it can be clearly seen that Feng Qingchen is not willing to marry her.

  It can even be said that he is hateful to her.

  Why did she have such a feeling? It was only because when he suddenly grasped her neck, and also when he 'praised' her as not to be underestimated, she really saw in his eyes that flash of hatred.

  If it were just once, that would be fine. But both times she saw him clearly, so it's not like she was being overly cautious.

  But where did this hatred come from?

  After all, it was just their first meeting tonight.

  It seems that he is not pleased with this marriage, but according to his words, if he is unwilling, even the Emperor cannot do anything about it. In that case, this marriage must have been agreed upon by him.

  Then what exactly did he hate her for?

  This question was what she couldn't figure out, and also why she appeared here at this moment.

  She raised her head, gazing at the crescent moon above, and let out a silent sigh.

  After a long time, she finally lowered her head, rubbed her slightly sore neck, and a self-deprecating bitter smile appeared on her lips. She was indeed asking for trouble.

  Forget it, let's just go back to Shuiyu Xuan first. Who cares about the reason anyway.

  Thinking too much is just looking for trouble.

  He Feng's light dust, if he finds trouble for her again, Shen Yunxi will fight back! Shen Yunxi made a secret decision in her heart.

  At this moment, she had already thrown away the words she had promised to Shuang Er in the house.

  A gentle breeze blew by, bringing a cool sensation. Shen Yunxi adjusted her clothes and then turned around to head back.

  But before he could turn around, a scolding voice came from not far away.

  "Yuan Xiang, what are you doing sitting here? Are you slacking off? ... I told you to go to the kitchen to get dessert, but instead you came here and made me wait for half a day without even seeing your shadow! Are you intentionally trying to infuriate me?"

  Under the moonlight, Shen Yunxi saw a woman in purple clothes scolding the woman in yellow clothes in front of her with an air of superiority.

  "Miss, I didn't... ah..."

  The woman in yellow, called Yu Xiang, seeing her master's anger, immediately stood up and wanted to hastily deny it, but before she could say the word "have", she let out a pained shriek and sat back down on the cold stone slab.

  She rubbed her left foot with both hands, her face pale and a thin layer of cold sweat on her forehead. Despite this, she didn't stop defending herself, saying hastily: "Miss, I didn't intentionally not go to get dessert for you. Just now, I fell and twisted my ankle. I wanted to endure the pain and go to the kitchen, but it hurt so badly that I couldn't move, so I sat down here to rest for a bit. I wasn't being lazy."

  "The slave also wanted to call someone to Lin Ya Ge to tell you, but didn't see anyone..."

  Staring at Yuan Xiang's phoenix eyes, "So it seems that I wronged you and didn't understand you?" Jing Xian's tone was sharp, piercing Yuan Xiang's heart.

  But she hastily waved her hand to explain: "Not that, not that. Miss, I didn't mean it that way. I just wanted to tell you clearly why I didn't go get dessert, nothing else."

  "You're still saying that? You're telling me that I just misunderstood you and wronged you?" Jing Xian hummed softly, speaking unreasonably, without any awareness that she should be concerned about Yuan Xiang at this time.

  "Not...not..."

  "Not bad, you still have some self-awareness."

  Two completely different voices sounded at the same time. The former was anxious and panicked, while the latter was calm with a hint of sarcasm.

  Jing Xian was taken aback at first, then furrowed her brow, a layer of anger clearly rising to the surface. She turned around and looked towards the source of the sound, only to see the enchanting woman walking slowly towards her under the moonlight.

  She, wearing a white dress with shallow green flower embroidery at the hem, was blown by the gentle breeze, as if silver hooks had hooked up one corner of her skirt, floating elegantly in the air.

  At this time, standing beside the swaying willow tree is a beautiful scenery.

  Her clear eyes gazed at her, with a hint of a faint smile on her lips, looking so elegant and captivating.

  Seeing Shen Yunxi like this, Jing Xuan suddenly felt that her heavily made-up face was a kind of mockery. Moreover, she didn't forget the faint sarcasm in her words just now.

  She had always hated being ridiculed and even more so being compared unfavorably by others.

  "Who are you? How dare you interfere with Miss's affairs?!"

  "A person who cannot bear to see someone bullying servants and slaves just because of their master's status."

  Shen Yunxi said in a soft voice, without putting Jingyan's dislike to heart at all. But such Jingyan, Yuan Xiang was quite afraid of.

  "This young lady, thank you for your kindness. The miss is the master, I am the servant, it's only natural for the master to teach the servant a lesson. You don't need to say anything else, just leave quickly."

  Jing Yan's eyes were fixed on Qingwen, her anger swelling up. Yuan Xiang hastily advised Shen Yunxi, fearing that she would be implicated because of herself.

  In that case, she would be guilty of an unforgivable crime.

  At this time, Yuan Xiang had endured the severe pain in her calf and stood up, her hands slightly trembling as she leaned against the artificial hill stone. Cold sweat flowed from her smooth forehead, but the anxious color in her eyes was exceptionally clear.

  Shen Yunxi furrowed her delicate eyebrows and didn't respond to Yuan Xiang's words. Then, she took a step forward and walked towards her.

  She walked up to Yuan Xiang, and under the moonlight, she could vaguely see some cherry-red bloodstains seeping from her skirt. She lifted her gaze and said to Yuan Xiang, "Let me take a look at your injury first."

  "Stop! How dare you ignore me like this!"

  Shen Yunxi had just crouched down, and before she could lift up Yuan Xiang's skirt hem, a loud shout suddenly rang out beside her ear. She slightly turned her body, looking up at Jing Yan whose face had already turned pale.

  Jing Xuan's eyes stared down at Shen Yunxi, her slender fingers pointing angrily at her, almost gnashing her teeth as she said: "Miss will give you one more chance, kowtow and admit your mistake to me, then get out of my sight immediately! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

  Shen Yunxi lowered her head and smiled lightly, "Not polite? To her? Is she worthy?"

  "Miss, please hurry up! I beg of you." Yuan Xiang grasped Shen Yunxi's sleeve and pleaded.

  "It's okay, sit down first." Shen Yunxi stood up and helped Yuan Xiang sit down, patting her hand gently. Then he turned around, raised his eyes to scan Jingyan, and his eyes had already become sharp and overbearing.

  "But, do you know who I am?"

  Shen Yunxi's cherry-red lips opened slightly, and the words she spoke slowly carried a few parts of careless laziness, but without losing her dignity.