"Your Highness, I'm really doing this for you and for your own good!"
"Shut up!" Longze Jingtian turned around and no longer looked at Murong Qinglian. This woman was clearly so hateful, yet she still dared to boast so shamelessly. Her words were even better than singing.
"Su Mei was right. The Sunshine Princess is such a noble person, how could she have such a lowly sister like you! This prince is now very suspicious as to whether or not you are the Prime Minister's daughter. Why is there such a large disparity between you and the Sunshine Princess? This is unbelievable! "
Longze Jingtian ignored Murong Qinglian. Li Yunqing and Bai Yiyue also looked in another direction, expressing their firm stance against Murong Qinglian's despicable behavior.
Looking at Longze Jingtian's back view, thinking of his gentleness towards her when they passed through the red-hot chains, Murong Qinglian felt bitter in her heart, feeling very wronged. Murong Qiqi was clearly the one who was putting on an act, and she was the most hypocritical one. Why did everyone have such a good impression of her? They all thought she was a good person? Even when Longze Jingtian mentioned Murong Qiqi, his voice was exceptionally gentle. Why was it like this?
Murong Qinglian felt indignant. She hated Murong Qiqi for taking everything away from her.
Damn that Murong Qiqi! Why didn't she die in the Tranquil Sect? Why did he come back? Ever since Murong Qiqi returned from the Tranquil Sect, her life had changed. Originally, she was the high and mighty Fourth Young Miss of Murong manor. Why was it that once Murong Qiqi returned, her father no longer doted on her and everything she had was snatched away by Murong Qiqi? Now, even Long Ze Jingtian had misunderstood her. What should she do? What should I do?
Murong Qinglian's heart was filled with a strange feeling, as if a seasoning bottle had been knocked over. Outside the tower, Murong Qiqi and the others had successfully 'landed' at the bottom of the tower.
The first thing Murong Qiqi did after letting go of the rope was to pounce on Feng Cang. "Your Highness!"
"Qingqing!" Feng Cang strode forward and pulled Murong Qiqi into his arms, deeply inhaling the fragrance of her hair. "Qingqing —"
Four hours felt like an eternity. Feng Cang had never felt like this before. Ever since Murong Qiqi entered the pagoda, his heart had been on tenterhooks. Although Feng Cang was still maintaining his calm and composed image on the surface, only Feng Cang himself knew exactly what sort of torture it was.
Feng Cang only heaved a sigh of relief when Murong Qiqi appeared on the pagoda. Now that he personally felt the warmth of her in his embrace, Feng Cang could finally relax. Only by holding her and feeling her could he calm down. So, this is love!
On the other side, Su Mei placed a jade bottle under Wan Yankang's nose and let him sniff it. Wan Yankang immediately woke up.
"Retch!" Wan Yankang leaned against the wall and vomited. "Little Mei 'er, what are you making me smell? Ugh … It's too smelly! Ugh … Could it be poop … Ugh … "
By the time Wanyan Kang had finished vomiting, he found himself at the bottom of the pagoda. He had no recollection of how he came down just now. It seemed like Murong Qiqi's medicine was pretty good.
"Is His Highness feeling better?" Seeing Wanyan Kang's pale face, Murong Qiqi quickly regained her vigour. "Are you not afraid anymore?"
"I'm not afraid anymore! I'm not afraid anymore! The feeling of stepping on the ground was great! It was best to have one's feet firmly planted on the ground! Cousin-in-law, your method worked! I'll do it again next time! "
"Tsk … I don't know if you'll be so lucky to have the three of us by your side to protect you next time."
Seeing that Wan Yankang was getting carried away, Su Mei could not help but pour cold water on him. However, this cold water did not extinguish Wan Yankang's enthusiasm. Instead, it made him even more pleased. "This means that I'm lucky! Sometimes, luck is also something to be proud of. Little Mei 'er, do you understand? "
"Understand your head!"
As the two of them bickered, the four people from West Qi also came down. There were eight contestants left in the selection round. They were Ryuze Jingtian, Li Yunqing, Bai Yiyue, and Murong Qinglian from the West Qi Nation, and Murong Qiqi, Su Mei, Wan Yankang, and Ruyi from the North Zhou Nation.
The results were somewhat unexpected for Jia Lan. Originally, she thought that there would only be two or three people left. She did not expect that all the contestants from West Qi and North Zhou would pass. When the Seven Layer Pagoda tested the disciples on Penglai Island, only six people passed. It seemed that there were many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this mainland.
Finally, Jialan Lianyi, Long Duo, and the rest also came out of the pagoda. Seeing Murong Qiqi and the rest, Jialan Lianyi's face was filled with embarrassment. Originally, he wanted to come to North Zhou to fight for first place. He did not expect to be so embarrassed.
"Congratulations on passing the Seven Layer Pagoda!" Jia Lan smiled at the eight people. "Then, I look forward to your performance in the finals."
When Murong Qiqi returned to Sweet Plum Garden, it was already noon. Feng Cang had people prepare barbecued meat and hot wine to celebrate their victory.
In the cold weather, a group of people sat around the stove in Sweet Plum Garden and ate roasted venison. Because all the contestants from North Zhou had passed and Murong Qiqi was safe, Feng Cang was in a good mood. He did not let Ji Xiang and Ruyi serve him. Instead, he let them eat with him. With Su Mei, Su Yue, Wan Yankang, and Jin Mo, a group of people happily barbecued meat in the pavilion in the courtyard.
"Smells good!" Smelling the fresh venison, Murong Qiqi's appetite was aroused. She propped her chin up with both hands as she watched the men busy roasting the venison. What Murong Qiqi did not expect was that Feng Cang was actually an expert in roasting meat. He brushed honey on the deer leg and carefully turned it over. Then, he carefully sprinkled all kinds of seasonings on the venison. The smell almost made people drool.
After a while, the deer leg was done roasting. Feng Cang cut the most tender meat and placed it in front of Murong Qiqi. The others also began to eat. At this time, someone suddenly came to report. "Your highness, Yong 'er died. She committed suicide."
"Suicide?" Feng Cang's hands did not stop. He cut the venison into small pieces and personally fed it to Murong Qiqi. "What happened?"
"Replying to your highness, the princess kept saying that she was wronged. Later on, Yong 'er committed suicide. The princess said that Yong' er had a guilty conscience and committed suicide to escape punishment!"
"Ah — —" Murong Qiqi took a small bite of the venison. Her red lips were stained with a thin layer of grease. "Your highness, since the princess is innocent, let's let her go! After all, she is the princess. Being locked up for a night is already a punishment. Besides, we won today. I think we should just forget about this matter! "
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