204 The Ill-Fated Lady–Feng Rushuang Iv (1/2)

By doing this, Qin Chen could never win Feng Ruqing's heart. Qing Zhu was thrilled as it thought that Nan Xian would compliment it for such a great idea. As long as Nan Xian was happy with its idea, he would never throw it out of the house.

A glimmer of light flashed in Nan Xian's eyes and quickly vanished without a trace. His nonchalant gaze moved to Feng Rushuang's back.

'Would Qing'er be happy if I killed her?'

Not long after, Feng Ruqing's words flashed in Nan Xian's mind, and his face darkened a few shades.

”Qing'er told me that she doesn't want me to avenge her. She wants to handle it on her own. However, if I am just teaching Feng Rushuang a lesson… it wouldn't be considered revenge.” The corners of Nan Xian's lips curved into a faint smile.

Not far away, Feng Rushuang turned her head around to glance at Nan Xian. It seemed like she was reluctant to part with Nan Xian.

At this moment, Nan Xian too, was staring at her silently. Simply no one knew what he had on his mind.

When her eyes met his, her heart thumped violently as color rose to her cheeks.

'Mother is right. The state preceptor has truly fallen for me. Otherwise, he wouldn't come out of the Southern Bamboo Grove to watch me leave with his eyes filled with melancholy.'

Bang!

When Feng Rushuang was lost in her happy thoughts, the tree next to her fell down and pressed down on her before she could react.

Struggling in pain, Feng Rushuang's body was covered in cold sweat as color drained from her face. At this time, a giant rock rolled down and smashed right on her bosom and blood spurted out from her mouth.

Seeing this, the soldiers behind her flew into a great panic and stared, shocked, at Feng Rushuang who was soaked in blood.