"Don't panic."

Mo Ningxiang calmed down and comforted, but she felt uncertain in her heart.

Even if the other party is Feng Qingshui, and he has informed Feng Yexuan and Mo Yunsheng, they wouldn't dare to forcefully intrude into her room.

As long as Lin Fan remains undiscovered in her room, he is safe.

But if Feng Qingshui senses something... and Mo Yunsheng takes a hard approach...

It's hard to say.

"I'll go send him away!"

Diwu Yun'er made up her mind and walked up despite Mo Ningxiang's obstruction.

Opening the door, it was indeed Feng Qingshui standing outside.

With a solemn expression, completely emotionless.

Like the chilly wind at night, blowing without a trace of sentiment.

"Miss Diwu." Feng Qingshui bowed.

"Why is it you again?"

"I just went to the Royal Hall, the little princess is not there. And you mentioned something happened, it must be something major, right?"

"What do you want to ask?"

"Don't misunderstand, old slave is simply worried about the little princess's safety, so I'm here to inquire."

"Ningxiang is fine, he's okay."

After saying this, Diwu Yun'er was about to close the door.

She felt wary of Feng Qingshui; if she lingered too long, things might change.

She had to send him off promptly.

But Feng Qingshui's expression clearly showed distrust.

So she wanted to forcibly keep him out.

However!

Feng Qingshui casually extended his hand, stopping the door from closing.

"Miss Diwu, what are you panicking about?"

He smiled faintly, yet with sinister cunning, seeming to see through Diwu Yun'er's heart.

"I..."

"Is the little princess inside?"

Feng Qingshui intensified his tone.

Numbness!

Sudden paralysis spread all over!

Diwu Yun'er couldn't move, suddenly feeling suffocated...

Feng Qingshui's pressure was extracting the air around her.

This is the strength of a Lower Heavenly Venerate... acting without a word, killing invisibly.

Watching Feng Qingshui about to step inside the room!

Once inside, Lin Fan would be starkly exposed!

In the nick of time!

"Feng Lao, please stop."

Mo Ningxiang stepped out from behind Diwu Yun'er, speaking slowly.

Feng Qingshui paused, hurriedly withdrawing his aura, pulling his right foot back from stepping inside.

Diwu Yun'er clutched her chest, gasping heavily.

"Little princess."

Feng Qingshui bowed reverently.

"Feng Lao acts decisively."

"I was worried about the little princess's safety, didn't have a choice."

"Thank you for the concern, Feng Lao, I am well."

"From the scene at the Royal Hall, there seems to have been some fight, may I ask if the little princess got hurt? Who dared act on the birthday banquet? Please inform us."

Mo Ningxiang frowned slightly.

She understood that if she told Feng Qingshui, then her father would surely know.

It's not that Feng Qingshui wants to know, but the father does.

If she doesn't say, she's afraid Feng Qingshui will grow suspicious again.

"I am fine, no problem."

Mo Ningxiang avoided the significant, opting not to answer.

Feng Qingshui's eye twitched, seeming to sense some concealment.

"Hurting Miss Diwu, old slave was impulsive, asking little princess for forgiveness."

"Feng Lao was just anxious, I understand."

Even though Mo Ningxiang's status is higher, and it seems like Feng Qingshui respects her greatly, she dared not offend the prestigious Feng Qingshui.

In the Xuan Clan, his influence and power far exceed hers!

He is the trusted aide of the father, the most reliable person.

"Since the little princess is fine, old slave is relieved, I will take my leave."

Feng Qingshui spoke faintly, bowing again, taking a few steps back.

Once Mo Ningxiang closed the door, he straightened his posture.

Coldly glancing at the door, his eyes moved.

He didn't head towards the Royal Hall but towards Mo Yunsheng's residence.

...

"Phew... Phew... That old fellow is really remarkable... Lower Heavenly Venerate is terrifying..."

Diwu Yun'er crouched on the ground, finally catching her breath.

"Are you okay?" Mo Ningxiang inquired with concern.

"I'm fine, I'm fine... not dying..." Diwu Yun'er waved her hand, but her face looked ugly. "You should hurry to check on Lin Fan."

Mo Ningxiang's face flushed red, she lowered her head, not daring to face Diwu Yun'er.

"What is it?" Diwu Yun'er asked.

"Yun'er, today's matter, you must not tell anyone."

Diwu Yun'er was confused, clearly she was the one embarrassed, why did Mo Ningxiang seem more concerned?

"I... tell what?"

"Yun'er, you go out first and guard the door, don't let anyone come in..."

"Uh..."

Diwu Yun'er was at a loss, but since Mo Ningxiang requested this, she had to agree. But what is Mo Ningxiang up to? Her curiosity grew.

"Alright, I'll go guard the door."

After Diwu Yun'er went out, Mo Ningxiang let out a long breath, the redness on her face gradually faded.

It's to save him... it's to save him...

She closed her eyes, rubbed her hands continuously, chanting in her heart.

Suddenly!

She opened her eyes, full of determination.

Turning to the bedside, she looked at Lin Fan who lay motionless.

"Lin Fan, this is to save your life, please don't overthink..."

She murmured to herself, taking a deep breath.

A pair of jade hands reached toward Lin Fan, undoing his clothes.

Buzz!

Boom!

Lin Fan's mind was like fireworks exploding!

It blew up instantly!

"Emperor Jade?! What's going on?!"

Lin Fan suddenly recalled Emperor Jade's meaningful sly smile.

Damn! So he was talking about this!

However, Emperor Jade didn't respond.

Lin Fan, though unable to move, could feel a pair of delicate hands inadvertently touching his skin.

And suddenly!

That peculiar fragrance surged more intensely into his nostrils.

With each breath, the intoxicating aroma lingered.

Then, a rush of heat pressed against him.

"Lin Fan... your cultivation is blocked... Cousin is a Half-step Lower Heavenly Venerate... his strength is extraordinary... I only know a little about medical skills... my abilities are limited... can only save you like this... please... please don't overthink..."

Mo Ningxiang's voice was soft and gentle, her eyes fluttering.

Lin Fan felt Mo Ningxiang's slight trembles and heat.

The blocked source began flowing gradually.

"Hehehe..."

Emperor Jade appeared dryly, carrying a hint of sourness.

"It is not what you think!" Lin Fan shouted angrily.

"Hehe..."

"This is treatment, not messing around! I swear I didn't know!"

"Whatever you say it is." Emperor Jade's tone was rather teasing.

"But what about you, why didn't you warn me?!"

"Would my warning help? As if you could resist... no, as if you wanted to resist."

"You!"

"I'll disappear for peace of mind!"

Lin Fan was quite speechless.

No sound inside, and outside Diwu Yun'er was anxious.

"Forget it, I'll see what's happening!"

She didn't follow Mo Ningxiang's advice, quietly pushing the door open.

But saw the scene on the bed in one glance!

She slammed the door shut, turning red in an instant.

Her heart raced uncontrollably, throat dry, eyes vacant, mind blank.