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C449 Untrustworthy

“Impossible.”

Bei Mingchen’s voice sounded after she finished. He said without hesitation, “You must have made a mistake. Lingyan wouldn’t do that.”

Feng Yu’s eyes turned cold. Just wait and see. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to expose Yue Lingyan’s true colors in front of him. However, no matter what she said, he would believe her without hesitation.

Yue Lingyan didn’t even need to say anything to make him trust her unconditionally.

They weren’t close enough. Otherwise, how could he trust her in his heart? Not only was she vicious and unreasonable, she was also full of lies.

She didn’t even have a word that was worthy of trust.

If it was in Long Zixuan’s heart, she wouldn’t be like this. That was why she was so lucky to fall in love with Long Zixuan.

She instantly lost the mood to continue talking to him. All her thoughts were focused on the food in front of her. She would get angry for no reason when talking to this man. She might as well fill her stomach instead of wasting her saliva.

She could afford to starve, but she couldn’t afford to starve her child.

Behind Bei Mingchen, Bei Mingyuan’s eyes wavered. She really didn’t know why Brother Jiu trusted that woman, Yue Lingyan.

She couldn’t believe Yun Fengyu’s words because of that woman. She couldn’t help but wonder if Brother Jiu really liked Yun Fengyu.

Shouldn't she like a woman like this?

She held the handkerchief tighter. A faint depression suddenly appeared in her heart. Why did she feel that Ninth Brother would regret it in the future?

He regretted that he didn't believe Yun Fengyu's words today.

Even Chi Xiao, who was behind Feng Yu, had a faint sneer in his eyes. He finally understood why his master had defeated this Prince Chen and won the heart of the Young Lord.

This Prince Chen was simply a fool.

A woman like Yue Lingyan was actually worthy of such trust. It seemed that he needed to find a doctor to take a look at his eyes.

Such eyes were not as good as not having them.

The Young Lord was such a proud and conceited woman. No wonder he didn't like her back then.

When he returned, he could remind his master that he didn't need to fear this man in the future. He was not on the same level as his master.

At this moment, the four people in the room had different thoughts.

Seeing that Feng Yu's thoughts had all returned to the food on the table, as if she hadn't eaten for a few years, Beiming Chen's eyes darkened. He suddenly made a move and grabbed her chopsticks.

Feng Yu frowned. She raised her head and looked at him coldly with a sneer on her face. She didn't speak.

She suddenly let go of the chopsticks in her hand. The chopsticks in her hand were all in Beiming Chen's hands. She stood up from the chair and said indifferently, "Chen-Yan, let's go back."

With this man around, she really couldn’t eat well.

Luckily, she ate a bit. Although she wasn’t full, she could still make it to the main residence.

After returning to the main residence, she didn’t know how many delicious food was waiting for her. So, she didn’t need to make this man angry for this meal.

“Yes, Young Master.”

Chi Yan looked at Bei Mingchen deeply, then turned around and followed behind Feng Yu.

Bei Mingchen looked at the chopsticks in his hand. His cold and indifferent face suddenly became ugly. He pursed his lips, turned around, and looked at Feng Yu’s back as she walked up the stairs.

“Stop.”

His voice was very intimidating, but Feng Yu didn’t even stop. She walked steadily toward the stairs as if she didn’t hear him.

Bei Mingchen clenched his fists and put down the chopsticks in his hand. He stood up from the chair and moved his feet. He appeared in front of Feng Yu like a shadow and blocked her way.

Chi Yan’s eyebrows moved. He pulled out his sword and stabbed toward Bei Mingchen. This time, Feng Yu didn’t stop him. Bei Mingchen put down his palm and forced Chi Yan to take a few steps back.

His eyes didn’t change. From the beginning to the end, he didn’t even look at Chi Yan. He said coldly, “Seventh Sister, stop him.”

“Yes, Brother Jiu.”

Bei Mingyuan nodded and her eyes landed on Chi Yan. She reached out her left hand with a pair of black gloves and waved her hand at Chi Yan.

A powerful force swept across the area. It was so terrifying that it was beyond the imagination of many cultivators. The phoenix feather blinked and warned Chi Yan with a cold voice.

“Seventh Princess, if you dare to hurt my people, I will pay you back a hundred times.”

Bei Mingyuan was stunned. The force in her palm was weaker than before, but she still went to block Chi Yan. However, the killing intent and sharp aura were gone.

Bei Mingchen looked at Feng Yu with a dark expression. His voice was so cold that it was as if it could freeze people. “You are so heartbroken for your subordinates. When Long Zixuan killed more than three hundred people in my palace, did you show any mercy?”

Feng Yu’s eyes were unfocused for a moment. She soon came back to her senses. She looked at him with an indifferent expression and spoke in a calm voice.

“Chi Yan is my subordinate. I am naturally heartbroken for him. What does the guards in your palace have to do with me? Why should I show mercy to them?”

She had thought about Leng Yi and the guards of the Chen Palace whom she used to call Miss Feng. However, she did not dare to think about it.

They were no longer here. She could not mess with Long Zixuan because of them.

She had blamed Long Zixuan in her heart, but it was only in her heart. She had never shown it. So what if she showed mercy to them?

She couldn’t do anything for them, so why should she pity them?

Was it useful? No matter how much she pitied them, they would never be able to live.

“Heh, you are so cold-blooded and heartless.”

Bei Mingchen’s ice-cold voice broke the usual indifference. He looked at her with his dark eyes.

“You are with Long Zixuan, so his subordinates are all yours. I am your enemy, so the three hundred lives in my palace are just dead to you. You don’t even feel anything, do you?”

Feng Yu squinted her eyes and sneered, “Bei Mingchen, what’s the point of saying this now? You want me to kill Long Zixuan to avenge the three hundred guards in your palace, right?”

She smiled coldly and her eyes were dark as if ink had been splashed on them.

“But Long Zixuan is my closest friend. How can I kill him because of a guard in your palace? I have always been selfish, vicious, and unreasonable. Don’t you know?”

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