C101

"101. Do you want revenge?"

Fang Shuwan let out a sigh of relief. "Alright, then let's begin treating the prime minister's illness now."

The doctor nodded and walked forward to feed Leng Chengren a black pill. In a moment, Leng Chengren tilted his head and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Fang Shuwan immediately took out a Spiritual Replenishing Pill from her storage ring and fed it to Leng Chengren. Only then did his expression relax slightly.

"Alright, Madam. Master Chu is fine now. We'll be leaving first." With that, the old man and the other two left.

At this moment, a maidservant walked up, "Madam, what should we do with the Third Miss in the hall?"

Fang Shuwan glanced at the little girl, she had actually forgotten about this. "What else can we do? She's already a cripple, so why don't we take her to the courtyard of that b * tch Leng Feibiao?"

"Yes!"

The Leng Fei on the roof smiled mockingly, the Prime Minister's residence was indeed a place that ate people and did not spit out their bones. She did not care about it, and had been left behind since she was young, but Leng Feixue was after all, the daughter that Leng Chengren had cherished for more than ten years, and there were a lot of pills for her. But now, she could not help but feel a tinge of pity for Leng Feixue.

With a plan in his mind, Leng Feishuang quickly left the Prime Minister's Estate …

As night fell, a black figure quickly appeared in the sky above the Prime Minister's mansion. The black figure quickly flew toward the most remote courtyard within the mansion.

Leng Feishuang looked at the extremely familiar dilapidated courtyard and smiled. He did not expect that she would actually have the chance to come here, to this place where she had once lived with this body of hers.

He pushed open the door that was on the verge of collapsing. It was pitch black inside, but to Leng Feishuang, it was as bright as day. He walked to the small, worn-out bed at the back of the room.

Seeing Leng Feixue lying motionlessly on the bed, he immediately raised his hand. Surprisingly, there was a Night Pearl that was sufficient enough to illuminate the entire room.

Leng Feixue had already woken up on the bed. At this moment, she could not move her body at all. She could only open her eyes wide in fear as she looked at Leng Feishuang who was beside the bed.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you." Leng Feishuang took a step forward and said.

"I only ask you one question. Do you want to take revenge?" Leng Fei Shuang said.

Leng Feixue looked at Leng Wufei with a puzzled expression. What did she mean by that? She was a cripple now, and she could not even move her hand or speak. However, when she thought about Leng Hanyi, she truly hated him.

After a moment, she seemed to have made up her mind. Her eyes were firm and filled with hatred as she looked at Leng Feiyu. She wanted revenge, and even if she had to turn into a vengeful spirit, she had to bring Leng Wuyi along.

Leng Fei smiled, "Alright, from now on, I will treat you and let you stand up again. But from now on, you have to listen to me. If you agree, just blink your eyes."

Without even thinking about it, Leng Feixue blinked with all her might. Not to mention listening to her, even if she wanted her life, as long as she had her revenge, she would still be willing to give it to her.

Leng Fei gave a satisfied smile, and immediately a black bottle appeared in his hand. Inside the bottle was spirit water, "Drink this today, and I will come here every night from now on." With that said, he opened the bottle and fed the water to Leng Feixue.

A short moment later, a petite black shadow silently left the courtyard, heading towards a courtyard that was extremely luxurious in comparison to the courtyard.

At this moment, there were only two girls standing guard outside the yard. One of them was still dozing off, but the two of them suddenly fell down limply.

Leng Feishuang appeared at the door and swaggered in. Leng Chengren was still in a coma, so he did not notice Leng Feishuang's arrival.

Wouldn't it be too easy for you to get better like this? Take out a small red porcelain bottle, and take out a small spoon about the size of half a mung bean.

He opened the bottle and scooped a spoonful of the liquid inside it with his spoon. Seeing Leng Chengren smile evilly, he realized that this was something that he had meticulously crafted and had benefited greatly from it. He then poured the liquid from the spoon into Leng Chengren's mouth and smiled before leaving.

Leng Fei was in a good mood as he hummed a small tune as he returned to his own residence. He did not disturb anyone as he returned to his own courtyard.

The moment the door was pushed open, Leng Feishuang's face darkened. There was someone in the room, so he quickly pushed open the door and walked in.

"Why is it you?"

Leng Feishuang looked at the person who was lying on his bed; it was none other than Di Wuxiang.

"What, can't I come to my little disciple's room?" Di Wuxiang asked with a smile that wasn't a smile.

Leng Fei shut the door and walked over, "Heh, it seems that I haven't agreed to be your disciple yet." This person's skin seems to be too thick.

Di Wuxiang wasn't angry. She picked up a strand of hair from her chest and played with it on her fingertip, "Is that so? Since this sovereign said you are this sovereign's disciple, then you have no choice."

Leng Fei squinted her eyes, she was extremely tyrannical, and she did not like this kind of tyranny, she would decide her own fate, no one could interfere, even if he was the strongest person on the continent.

He walked over and said, "Please quickly leave, Sir Holy Lord. I'm going to rest soon." After he finished speaking, Leng Feishuang began to take off his outer garment and quickly lay down on the side of the bed. One must know that this Lord Holy Lord was extremely cleanly obsessed, and never shared anything with anyone, nor did he have any close contact with anyone.

However, Leng Feishuang seemed to have forgotten and didn't realize that she was an exception to Di Wuxiang.

Di Wuxiang didn't expect her to act like this. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Leng Feibiao, who was lying next to her. "You are quite bold," she said as she undressed in front of a man. At the same time, she was completely unprepared for him, and unexpectedly felt a trace of joy in her heart.

Leng Feishuang glanced at him, why hadn't he left yet? "If you don't leave now, I don't mind sending Sir Holy Lord off." Leng Feishuang sinisterly said.

Di Wuxiang didn't say anything. Instead, he turned into a white shadow and disappeared, leaving only the faint fragrance of lotus flowers in the air.

Leng Fei heaved a sigh of relief, why did she have such a strange feeling in her heart? The more she thought about it, the more confused she became.

The next day, it was already late in the morning, and Leng Feishuang, who was in the room, did not seem to wake up at all. Peeves, who was by her side, was also fast asleep.

"Princess, not good! Princess!"

The maid's voice rang out from outside the room, but she did not dare to barge in.

Leng Fei covered his ears, and the maidservant outside shouted twice, "What are you arguing about? The sky is collapsing, and this princess is holding it up!"

The girl outside was extremely anxious. "Princess, it's the prime minister who forced his way in. He's been held back outside the mansion!" Let him in or not! That girl was very anxious.