A Useless Person's Rise to Power: The Demon King's Addiction to Pampering

However, at Feng Lingfu's Yifang Pavilion, there was only the sound of beatings and curses.

"You want to bully me too? Is that what you think too? Get out, all of you get out of here!"

Feng Lingfu's face was contorted with rage from the ointment she was applying. She walked to the table and swept everything on it onto the floor.

He turned around, gritted his teeth, looked at the bronze mirror, and smashed it to pieces.

"Please calm down, Miss. Please calm down, Miss."

As soon as Qian Wanyi entered, she saw the mess on the floor. Her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed slightly, and Li Mama, who was beside her, immediately understood and went to send someone to clean up.

"Fu'er".

Upon hearing Qian Wanyi's voice, Feng Lingfu kicked away the maid in front of her and nestled in Qian Wanyi's arms, feeling wronged.

"Mother, that bitch Feng Jiutian actually disfigured my face like this! I want her dead! I want her dead!"

Qian Wanyi looked at Feng Lingfu's once delicate face with heartache, now reduced to this state.

Qian Wanyi gently placed her hand on Feng Lingfu's shoulder.

"Fu'er, just bear with it. Your mother will definitely avenge you, but the time is not right yet."

Feng Lingfu naturally knew what Qian Wanyi was wary of, and gritted her teeth, saying, "That good-for-nothing Feng Jiutian, what ability does he have to occupy the position of the legitimate daughter!"

"Mother will definitely help you get the position of the legitimate daughter."

Qian Wanyi promised, and seeing that Feng Lingfu's complexion had improved, she continued, "Fu'er, the most important thing right now is to heal the injuries on your face. The talent test is in a few days."

Oh, right! A talent test!

The family holds a talent test every five years. I was one of the best in the family the first two times, and I must be in the best condition this time as well.

As for Feng Jiutian...

Feng Lingfu asked with some worry, "Mother, could it be that Feng Jiutian has already recovered?"

Qian Wanyi slowly shook her head: "It's hard to say, we'll see how things go when the time comes."

With Qian Wanyi's words, Feng Lingfu felt a little more at ease.

Even if Feng Jiutian has talent, I will still suppress her completely!

……

Early next morning!

In the small house in southern Fujian, Qingzhi rested her chin on her hand and blinked her big eyes as she watched Feng Jiutian aim and shoot needles at a straw man.

There was no other way; I didn't have anything suitable at the moment, so I could only use some embroidery needles.

"Miss, what are you doing?"

Feng Jiutian stood tall and straight, like a sturdy pine tree, his slender arms slightly bent, staring expressionlessly at the scarecrow not far away.

"train."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his finger, and a needle pierced the scarecrow's heart and shot into the wall behind it.

"Wow……"

Qingzhi looked at Feng Jiutian with admiration and exclaimed in surprise.

"Miss, you're so amazing! You'll definitely pass the talent test in a couple of days!"

"A talent test?" A slight ripple appeared on Feng Jiutian's expressionless face as he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Tell me the details."

"The talent test is something the family holds every five years. It's already been held twice since Miss was born, but..."

As Qingzhi finished speaking, her voice gradually faded, and she looked at Feng Jiutian hesitantly, as if she had done something wrong.

"Both times I've successfully cemented my reputation as a good-for-nothing." Feng Jiutian's voice was calm and even, as if he had no objection to being called a good-for-nothing.

Qingzhi quickly waved her hand: "No, Miss is so capable, Miss is not a good-for-nothing!"

A faint smile appeared in Feng Jiutian's eyes. "Interesting!"