The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

Su Muwei chuckled and said, "Is there no food in the Nanwang Mansion?"

Nan Xingchen wrinkled her face and said in a muffled voice, "For my brother, I want to go out to eat!"

Her voice was soft and hoarse, as if she was speaking with her throat pinched, and it sounded a little artificial.

Su Muwei's ears felt slightly numb, and he actually thought her voice was very pleasant, like the chirping of a yellow oriole.

He felt that there must be something wrong with his ears, and he needed to go back and find a magic doctor to treat it.

Su Muwei calmed down, his eyes turned cold, and he said coldly: "I'm leaving, you practice well, from today on, I will always pay attention to your progress."

"what??"

Nan Xingchen thought he was hallucinating.

A chill rose from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

If he supervises her cultivation, then isn't she doomed?

Su Muwei took a look at the golden totem on his wrist and continued, "Speed ​​up your training and remove the fate spell as soon as possible. I don't want to be tied to a stupid and dumb woman."

Nan Xingchen drooped her face and whined, "For my brother, I will definitely practice hard. Don't be so fierce!"

Su Muwei raised the corners of his lips slightly and lowered his eyes to look at her. Just as he met her gaze, a blush appeared on his face and his heartbeat became uncontrollably rapid again.

It must be because of the spell that he felt this woman was different.

He raised his head, looked away, and said coldly: "Practice well, don't be lazy."

"But, for my brother..."

Nan Xingchen wanted to say something, but in just a moment, Su Muwei's figure disappeared in the house.

Nan Xingchen sighed softly and murmured: You stingy fox, I graciously invited you to dinner, but you still didn't go. I will go by myself.

She changed her clothes and prepared to go out with her maid Gan Tang.

A guard brought an invitation. Nan Xingchen picked up the invitation, opened it and took a look.

The Queen Mother's birthday is seven days from now, and a birthday banquet will be held in the palace.

Gan Tang frowned and said, "Miss, in previous years, when the Queen Mother held a birthday banquet, she would not send an invitation to the Southern Prince's Mansion. I'm afraid..."

Nan Xingchen curled her red lips slightly and chuckled, "It just so happens that I also want to go to the palace to have some fun."

Gan Tang was slightly stunned and looked at Nan Xingchen stupidly.

Their young lady was a notorious loser in the Great Domain Country. She was afraid of being laughed at and hated dealing with such occasions. She had always found reasons to refuse invitations in the past, but today?

Nan Xingchen tapped her on the forehead and said with a smile, "What are you thinking about? Your lady is hungry, take me to eat something good."

Gan Tang touched his head, put away the invitation, and prepared to go out with Nan Xingchen.

……

At the gate of Nanwang Mansion.

Shi Zhi wanted to go in with her maid and secret guards, but was stopped at the door by the guards of Prince Nan's Mansion.

Shi Zhi was injured in the Soul-Devouring Forest yesterday. Although she applied elixir, her face was still a little red and swollen. She covered her face with a veil, looking delicate and weak.

She looked at the guard at the door and said softly, "I heard that Sister Xingchen was injured. I came to see her specially and bring her a few bottles of spiritual medicine."

The maid beside her held a wooden box in her hands.

The guard at the gate said, "We have sent someone in to report. Miss Shi Zhi, please wait for a moment."

The maid holding the wooden box said pretentiously, "Don't you even open your dog eyes to see that our young lady is still injured and is worried about that useless young lady in your house. How dare you stop her?"

She took a breath and continued, "That useless young lady of yours is really uneducated. She agreed to go to the Soul Devouring Forest with my young lady to look for spirit beasts, but she actually left my young lady behind and ran away. It's really inexplicable."

No matter how despicable the young lady of their Prince Nan's Mansion is, it is not the right of a maid to say anything about her.

The guard at the gate was furious when he heard this. He clenched his sword tightly and said angrily, "Please be careful with your words."

Shi Zhi frowned slightly and looked at the maid beside her, her face gloomy as she said, "Qinglian, stop talking nonsense. Sister Xingchen is not that kind of person. Maybe, maybe..."

She clenched the handkerchief in her hand, her bright eyes were filled with tears, but the tears seemed about to fall, which made me feel pity for her.

Qinglian continued to speak up for their young lady: "Young lady, you treated her as a friend, but she took advantage of you. I really feel sorry for you."

Shi Zhi wiped away the tears from her eyes with a handkerchief and sobbed, "Qinglian, don't say anything. Sister Xingchen definitely didn't mean it."

"Miss, you are too kind-hearted, that's why you were fooled by that loser."

The master and the servant exchanged words, performing a tragic drama.

"Who is so bold as to bark at the gate of my Nanwang Mansion?"

A crisp voice came from inside the mansion.

Everyone turned around and looked in the direction of the sound.

Soon, a stunningly beautiful woman came into everyone's sight. She was wearing a red gauze dress with scattered flowers and a simple white jade hairpin on her head. Although she was not wearing any makeup, she looked even more beautiful and charming.

She held a long flute in one hand and tapped it carelessly in the other palm. Although there was a smile on her lips, her eyes were cold.

A trace of gloom appeared in Shi Zhi's eyes, and then her expression returned to normal.

The woman in front of him was actually Nan Xingchen!

This bitch was shot through the chest by her with a sharp arrow, whipped all over her body with wounds, and even thrown off a cliff by her.

How could he still be alive?

She came here today to see the joke of Nan Wangfu, but who would have thought that Nan Xingchen could come back to life?

This bitch survived but didn't even seek revenge on her. She's really a waste.

In just a moment, Shi Zhi's mind was very active. She glanced at Nan Xingchen and said with a fake smile: "Sister Xingchen, I have something to talk to you about."

Nan Xingchen was still playing with the flute in his hand, and said lazily: "I'm very busy, if you have anything to say, please say it quickly, if you have to fart, please fart quickly!"

Shi Zhi was startled and put away the smile on her face.

Her maid Qinglian hurriedly spoke up for her young lady.

She said coldly: "Our young lady came to visit you with good intentions, why don't you speak human language?"

Nan Xingchen tapped the jade flute in his hand and chuckled, "If I were to speak to a beast in human language, she might not understand."

Shi Zhi's body froze. Why was this bitch Nan Xingchen acting different than usual?!

She curled her lips slightly and said with a fake smile: "Sister Xingchen, do you need to go out for something?"

"Yes, beat the beast!"

Before Nan Xingchen finished speaking, the jade flute in his hand flew towards Qinglian. The jade flute gradually became bigger and instantly turned into an iron rod, hitting Qinglian's back hard.

"Ah ah ah..."

"Miss, save me..."

Qinglian wanted to escape, but the iron rod seemed to be cast with some kind of spell and kept chasing and hitting her. Qinglian stumbled and fell to the ground.

For a moment, all that could be heard was the sound of "pa pa pa..." and miserable screams.

In a short while, Qinglian's body was covered with torn flesh, and red marks appeared vividly all over.

Shi Zhi was so anxious when she saw her personal maid being beaten that she ordered, "Nan Xingchen, stop it now."

Nan Xingchen shrugged and said with a smile: "I didn't do anything, how can I stop? If you don't want your beast to get beaten, stop it yourself."

She had a look of gloating on her face. Shi Zhi was almost mad to death. She didn't know where this little bitch stole this weapon that could change its shape.

Although Qinglian's spiritual power was not high, it was more than enough to deal with Nan Xingchen, but she was helpless against this deadly weapon.

"Puff... Miss, save me, ah..."

A large amount of blood spurted out from Qinglian's mouth, and Qinglian's screams became more miserable each time!