By now, it was already March. Longshi Country, located in the south, was warming up. By the ti they arrived at the royal city Feng of Longshi Country, Qiao Xiaomai had already changed into light sumr clothing.
The King of Longshi Country and Prince Fengbao personally stood at the city gates to welco Bei Yun. Bei Yun was a prodigy, a peerless master of both dicine and venom, and an expert in martial arts. And now, he had successfully brought the living legend Qiao Xiaomai back to Longshi Country. Such an honor required the highest levels of reception!
Qiao Xiaomai and Prince Fengbao hadn’t t since parting ways at Yang Wenxiao’s birthday banquet. Now, seeing each other again, Qiao Xiaomai was utterly dejected, while Prince Fengbao was grinning from ear to ear.
Prince Fengbao hadn’t changed a bit, his entire figure dazzling with gemstones so bright they nearly blinded the eye. His lecherous eyes fixed on Qiao Xiaomai as he spoke in rather broken Daqi language, "Miss Qiao, in the end, you’ve still fallen into my hands."
"I’ve fallen into Bei Yun’s hands," Qiao Xiaomai coldly corrected him.
"Well, you’re in Longshi Country anyway," Prince Fengbao said as he shalessly scanned her up and down, even licking his lips lasciviously in the end.
Qiao Xiaomai: "..."
Goddammit, the goosebumps were coming out!
She abruptly rubbed her arms furiously and turned to Bei Yun, saying, "Bei Yun, rember, I’m supposed to be your hostage."
"Besides, back then, I literally threw this guy off the opera stage."
As soon as she said this, Prince Fengbao’s expression darkened instantly. That humiliation from back then flooded his mind. "This is Longshi Country! So what if you’ve got brute strength?!"
"Doesn’t matter, I’ve got Bei Yun," Qiao Xiaomai replied and imdiately hid behind Bei Yun.
Bei Yun stepped forward, blocking her with a cheerful smile. "Your Highness, Miss Qiao’s Floral Dew can suppress the poison within , and for ordinary people, it’s incredibly beneficial for the body. This is sothing money can’t buy, not even with gold, silver, or jewels."
The King of Longshi Country, who stood nearby, imdiately chid in, "Fengbao, don’t ss around. What Divine Doctor Bei says is correct. Miss Qiao’s value lies in her Floral Dew. If you want a beauty, I’ll find you one."
Prince Fengbao’s face grew stormy, his eyes fixed intensely on Qiao Xiaomai. "I just like her face."
"Then I’ll do my best to find soone who looks just like her," the King offered.
"Father, I want to marry her!" Prince Fengbao declared stubbornly, his eyes still locked on Qiao Xiaomai.
He wanted to marry her openly and then tornt her rcilessly!
Bei Yun, still smiling, replied, "That’s not going to happen. Her value isn’t in satisfying your carnal desires; her value is in her Floral Dew."
The bluntness of this statent was undeniable. Prince Fengbao’s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, curling her lips into a sly smile. "I have Floral Dew. What can you do to ?"
Prince Fengbao, enraged, jabbed his finger at her forcefully and gritted his teeth. "Just you wait!"
Now that she was on his turf, he’d definitely find a way to humiliate her!
Qiao Xiaomai chuckled mischievously and flipped him the middle finger.
Though Prince Fengbao didn’t know what the gesture ant, her provocative expression made it clear enough. Furious, he jumped to his feet, lunging toward Qiao Xiaomai. "You wretch!"
Bei Yun’s figure blurred as he stepped in to block him.
Bei Yun clasped Prince Fengbao by the arm. Though Prince Fengbao was naturally endowed with great strength—so much that even Tong Sanlang couldn’t deal with him—Bei Yun wasn’t about to compete in brute force. Instead, he used poison.
In the next mont, Prince Fengbao let out a pained scream as one of his arms swelled to twice its size.
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