Crow Yin was stunned for a moment. When he reacted and realized what he was grabbing, his face under the mask instantly turned red. He felt his face was burning, and the touch on his hand was so clear.
Feng Wu seized this moment and attacked directly, with very fast hand speed: "Humph, you stinky scoundrel, I have never suffered such a great humiliation since I was a child. You succeeded in irritating me. Even if you didn't do it today,
That half of the purple demon vine, I will cut you into pieces."
Then without any hesitation, he struck with a palm with 100% of the force. Ya Yin was suddenly panicked by the faintly fragrant palm wind, and after being hit, his expression showed a hint of imperceptible anger.
After resolving the palm, he did not continue to entangle and turned away directly. In Feng Wu's view, the figure behind him had the feeling of running away.
Feng Wu looked at the person disappearing in front of him, roared angrily, and brushed down a layer of surrounding leaves.
If there was fire in Feng Wu's eyes, it could burn the fleeing figure completely.
Feng Wu clenched her fists, hum, don't let her know who he is, otherwise, she will have to try all the methods she learned in Dongchang on that person.
In the end, Feng Wu took the Purple Demon Vine and went back with a bad expression. Seeing Feng Wu's unhappy expression, Fuling thought Feng Wu didn't get it, so she comforted her: "It doesn't matter if you didn't pick it. Let's go next."
I’m here again. It’s been very hard these days running around, so take a good rest.”
Feng Wu sighed, took out the Purple Demonic Vine, then tied his whole body with a belt, and just said in a muffled voice: "I'll tell them I'm awake tomorrow."
Then she turned around and stopped talking. She closed her eyes and rested her mind, otherwise she was afraid that she would not be able to control the ancient power in her body.
Fu Ling took the purple demon vine and put it away carefully. She looked at Xiaoqiu and shook her head, looking at Fu Ling's back: "Okay, then you have a good rest. We will talk about anything later."
Poria came out and was about to go back to her tent to rest, when she happened to bump into Mu Dan: "Master Mu."
Mu Dan glanced at Feng Wu's tent: "I don't know how the Crown Princess is doing now."
When she mentioned this, a smile appeared on Fu Ling's face: "I'm going to tell Mr. Mu tomorrow that the princess's condition has gotten much better. Xiao Qiu said that the princess will most likely wake up in the next two days."
"Really, that's good." Mu Dan also felt relieved.
The two chatted for a while and then said goodbye.
Mudan returned to his tent, took out the letter he had received from the palace, looked at the content on it again, and then burned it on the candlelight.
As expected, the emperor didn't care about this matter at all. As long as he knew that the person was still alive, it would be fine. It would be fine if he was delayed for a few more days on the road.
He could imagine the fate of this princess-in-law. After arriving in the Northern Kingdom, he could imagine what the scene would be like. The heir apparent would be unfavored and even bullied at every turn, with no power behind him. The situation of the two of them would be like walking on thin ice.
On Feng Wu's side, she closed her eyes and thought about the crow man's shameful behavior. She couldn't sleep at all. She had never suffered such great humiliation since she was a child. No, it should be said that it was a great humiliation.
He was just tossing and turning on the bed. Xiaoqiu, who was watching on the side, was confused and tried to ask: "Miss, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Feng Wu shook his head: "It's okay, you can sleep on your own and leave me alone."