Chapter 1620
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Sefiro's face flushed with anger, and she wanted to stomp her foot.
This silly girl was always like this. She was so angry that she almost choked to death!
"Wait, why do I sense the spirit of Sunleaf Grass around?" Princess Ming Lan 'er closed her eyes to sense it. All of a sudden, she opened her beautiful eyes.
She looked at Lady Tung's abdomen.
There, she could sense the Wood Sprites.
As expected —
Ranmil raised her slim hands and soon took out three Sunleaf Grass stalks from Lady Tung's chest pocket.
She frowned. "That's strange. Why didn't she take the spirit of Sunleaf Grass? Why did she let her body deteriorate like this? "
As soon as Ranmil's words came out, everyone present had strange expressions on their faces.
What she said had indirectly proved what Master Chu had said earlier.
Master Chu's words also proved Feng Wu's innocence.
…
"That is to say, Lady Tung didn't faint because of the accident?"
"That is to say, Lady Tung knew that the Sunleaf Grass could cure her, but she kept it to herself."
"That is to say, this has nothing to do with Princess Feng Wu?"
"That is to say, Lady Tung framed Princess Feng Wu?"
"That is to say …"
None of the people who had followed Emperor Wu here were fools, and they immediately realized what was going on.
Sefiro's face turned livid. She had planned this for so long, only to be exposed by her sister's words.
However, she couldn't refute her sister's words, for she was Ranmil, the revered savior of the grassland, and she was said to be the embodiment of the pure and holy god of the moon.
Ranmil lightly pointed her finger, and the essence of plants flew out of the Sunleaf Grass. Glowing with a green fluorescence, they jumped onto Lady Tung's fingertips, limbs, and body, dancing on her body.
Everyone's eyes widened in astonishment.
They had never seen a treatment like this.
Even Feng Wu narrowed her eyes.
"She can control the spirit of Sunleaf Grass. This Princess Ranmil is really something." Little Phoenix had appeared on Feng Wu's shoulder, and it narrowed its eyes just like Feng Wu.
"You noticed it too?" Feng Wu spoke to Little Phoenix in her head.
Little Phoenix nodded and looked alarmed. "She's very famous on the grassland and is admired by many. If you make an enemy out of her, you'll be in a much more difficult situation."
Feng Wu rolled her eyes at Little Phoenix. "You're overthinking it. As soon as she arrived, she helped me out of my predicament and cleared my name. Why would I become her enemy? "
Little Phoenix snorted. "Anyway, I have a feeling that you're going to be enemies."
Feng Wu said, "You're thinking too much!"
As she spoke, she stared at the way Ranmil controlled the spirit, and the more she watched, the more she frowned. Even she didn't know why.
Not long after —
"Ying —"
Lady Tung, whose face was pale and eyes were closed, slowly opened her eyes.
A hint of fear appeared in her eyes when she saw Ranmil.
Feng Wu knew that she was right. Lady Tung's first reaction was fear.
Princess Ranmil put her hand on Lady Tung's slender arm, and her eyes were as deep as the ocean with a calming and tranquil power.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
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