The princess only wants to get rich and support her family

I hadn't been to Boyang Village for a few days, and there was a big change there that I hadn't expected. Every household was full of laughter and joy, and the food and drinks were much better than before.

However, the villagers seemed to be different from before. Although they didn't like the old man as the village chief before, he seemed to be flesh and blood and normal.

As luck would have it, today their faces were pale, their eyes were dull, and their entire bodies were as empty as dead trees that had lost their souls.

Hu Luanfei squatted in the bushes, watching the villagers busying about with his eyes. Qi Siliao and Ming Feng'er, whom he had just met on the street, were now sitting face to face, accepting the villagers' strange baptism.

Qi Siliao sat there numbly, and the villagers numbly repeated the same actions. This scene made people's scalps numb. Among the crowd, the only ones who looked bright were Ming Feng'er and the old man.

Soon, several villagers dressed in strange costumes lit a bonfire, with bells ringing and hand drums vibrating. They sang unknown songs and danced like they were summoning spirits. They sang and danced around Qi Si Liao and Ming Feng Er, as if they were holding some kind of ceremony.

On the other side, several villagers tied up a sheep. It was the one they said they would give to Boyang Village when they left last time. After just a few days, the spirited sheep had been transformed and turned into something that looked like an evil demon.

The villagers threw it into the sheep pen. As soon as the sheep landed, the shivering sheep in the sheep pen became even more terrified.

Originally thought to be the villagers just want to leave offspring for the sheep, but never imagined that the sheep will become manic amidst the shouting, and will attack other sheep fiercely and quickly. The villagers will also become excited and revel in the screaming.

The sheep bit all of its kind to death. The villagers took a rope and put it around the sheep's neck, then pulled it out of the sheepfold.

The burning fire reached up to the sky, and the villagers nearby were sharpening their knives, and all the tools for slaughtering sheep were ready.

Qi Siliao was like a puppet, he went wherever Ming Fenger went. The villagers gave him a knife, but Ming Fenger said something to him, and he threw the knife away and stuck it in a big tree.

Hu Luanfei was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat. The bush where she was hiding was next to a big tree...

Ming Feng'er seemed very angry. He took the whip from the villager and whipped Qi Siriao's back over and over again.

The big fool didn't know how to resist and just stood there straight.

Hu Luanfei was about to change her position when two villagers came towards her. She did not dare to act rashly and closed her eyes, praying for the Buddha's blessing.

Unfortunately, she was wearing bright and attractive clothes and squatting in the bushes. Anyone with eyes could definitely spot the clues.

The moment she drew her sword, she was grabbed by another villager. The villager surprisingly didn't recognize her and was very strong, so she couldn't break free at all and was brought to Ming Feng'er.

"Hey, Princess." Ming Feng'er lifted her chin with a whip, "Long time no see."

"What are you doing?" Hu Luanfei looked around and found that except Ming Feng'er and the old man, there was no one else who was normal.

Ming Feng'er smiled and said, "Help them regain their faith. How can Boyang Village survive without the Saint?"

"I do not believe."

"So what if you don't believe it." Ming Feng'er reached out and touched Qi Siriao's face, rubbing his shoulder affectionately.

Hu Luanfei immediately remembered the rouge and powder on Qi Siliao's clothes yesterday. She didn't expect it was Ming Feng'er's. But wasn't she on patrol? How could she be so soulless when she met Ming Feng'er?

"Curious?" Ming Feng'er asked with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Hu Luanfei said nothing, pretending not to hear.

Ming Feng'er was in a good mood today. He picked up a bun from the shelf and stuffed it into Qi Siriao's hand.

Hu Luanfei had sharp eyes and recognized at a glance that the steamed buns were the finished product stolen from Zuihualou. There were more buns on the table next to him. Ming Fenger clapped his hands and said to all the villagers, "Eat them. You will have more energy to work after you finish eating."

The villagers seemed to have lost their consciousness and ate the buns as soon as they got their hands on them. Qi Siliao was no exception, though he ate in a more polite manner.

Hu Luanfei asked her coldly, "You stole our Zuihualou's finished product and ruined the stuffing?"

Ming Feng'er did not deny it and even praised the taste of the buns generously.

"What is your purpose for doing this?"

Ming Feng'er chuckled and said, "Of course I don't like you. If I can't get your things, I will destroy them."

"I have no grudge against you..."

"It's all because this man is indifferent to me." Ming Feng'er caressed Qi Si Liao lovingly, like a possessed person. "I had feelings for him from the beginning, and put a lot of effort into him. I wanted to give him all the delicious food and drinks, and even myself. But what about him? He was indifferent!"

"so what?"

"I hated it. I had so much trouble faking my pregnancy that he mistakenly thought I was pregnant with his child. During that time, he slowly changed his attitude towards me and everything got back on track."

Hu Luanfei looked at her like she was crazy, "What if you can't give birth on the day of delivery? In the end, won't the outcome be the same?"

"I can't have children, but others can."

Hu Luanfei was shocked when he heard this: "Is it worth it for him?"

"Why not?" Ming Feng'er whipped Hu Luanfei with the whip. "The moment I knew he was a prince, I imagined that one day countless servants would come to greet me. I didn't expect you to ruin my good fortune."

The whip hit Hu Luanfei hard, and the intense pain made him lose color and he almost couldn't stand.

"You can compete with me openly. As long as Qi Si Liao says he wants to marry you, I will write a divorce letter and leave without saying a word. Why bother involving others?"

"Hahaha..." As if she had just heard a joke, Ming Feng'er whipped Hu Luanfei's face again, which immediately became red and swollen. She almost gritted her teeth and said angrily, "He never liked me during the time when he lost his memory, and after he met you and regained his memory, he didn't even look at me. Do you know how hateful you are? With your arrival, everything I did was in vain. I should have been high and mighty!"

Hu Luanfei's eyes turned red with anger. "What you mean by being high and mighty is to put everyone under your feet and make yourself the superior, right?"

"Yes, I like power, and I like ants to be respectful to me."

"They are human beings, not ants!"

"Bah!" Ming Feng'er pinched her chin. "You are the princess, so you naturally don't understand the pain of us low-class people. There is a huge difference between our statuses. You are high up, while I am stuck in the mud. It even gives me the illusion that you can order the servants around, and I am the poor servant who lets you vent your dissatisfaction."

Ming Feng'er seemed to have lost all his strength, and suddenly whispered, "How do you understand my determination to work hard to climb up?"

"I know."

"No, you don't understand!" Ming Feng'er roared hysterically: "You are a noble princess, you are powerful wherever you go. How can you understand me!"

Hu Luanfei closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After a long while, he finally said, "I used to be even worse than you."