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

This woman was quite different from what he had investigated.

Feng Jiutian seemed to sense a gaze upon her and looked in Mo Shaoxie's direction, only to see a glimpse of a black hem of clothing flash by.

For some reason, the image of the man with the silver mask from that night suddenly appeared in my mind.

However, it was fleeting!

"Miss Feng, what a spirit you have!"

At this moment, the Minister's wife clapped her hands and laughed, her eyes filled with admiration as she looked at Feng Jiutian.

"No, it's just to introduce myself to all the ladies and young ladies present. After all, there's a 'lady' here who doesn't seem to know me very well. It's really unseemly to hear someone calling me 'a lowly person' and 'a shameless person'. If my father hears this, it will affect the friendship between officials."

Feng Jiutian composed herself and replied with a half-smile.

Her words caused many of the ladies present to feel a tightness in their chests. How could the wives of high-ranking officials not understand the meaning behind her words?

Upon hearing Feng Jiutian's words, the Left Vice Minister's wife turned pale, but her face then flushed red and then turned pale again.

Although Feng Jiutian did not name names, the phrase "there is a lady" clearly referred to her.

A breath caught in his throat, unable to escape.

Suddenly remembering what she had just heard, she burst out laughing again.

"Miss Feng is wearing this veil, could it be that she's so ugly that she can't be seen by others? Why doesn't she take it off?"

Feng Jiutian frowned, then relaxed.

Just as she had expected.

"Madam, please don't take offense. My sister only suffered a large burn on her face; it will heal quickly. I saw it with my own eyes, and it truly is."

Feng Lingfu paused for a moment, but in order to leave a good impression in front of the ladies, she still reluctantly called her "elder sister".

With a faint trace of sorrow on her face, she came to Feng Jiutian's rescue.

After hearing Feng Lingfu's explanation, the Left Vice Minister's wife laughed even more disdainfully: "Since you're so ugly that you can't be seen by others, then don't come out and cause trouble. You're just making people look down on you. You're not even as good as Lingfu."

All eyes immediately fell on Feng Lingfu. She was beautiful, well-mannered, and most importantly, she was very protective of her sister.

Thinking this way, the ladies' impression of Feng Lingfu immediately improved.

Feng Jiutian wasn't in a hurry to explain. Instead, he looked at Feng Lingfu with great interest: "I'm disfigured?"

Feng Lingfu was taken aback by Feng Jiutian's question, then smiled brightly: "Sister understands, why ask again? If sister is sad, then I am too..."

Before Feng Lingfu could finish speaking, Feng Jiutian's veil suddenly fell off in the wind.

Then, that fair and flawless delicate face appeared before everyone.

Feng Lingfu abruptly stopped speaking, her face turning pale and then flushed.

Not only were the people present stunned, but Feng Jiutian was also taken aback. He then raised his hand to touch his cheek and looked around warily.

Who exactly removed their veil?

Feng Jiutian glanced coldly at the pebble on the ground that had knocked off her veil, pursed her lips, and then looked at Feng Lingfu.

"I never said I was disfigured." Feng Jiutian looked at Feng Lingfu with a mocking smile. "Why are you slandering me?"

"You! No, you clearly..."

Feng Lingfu stared at Feng Jiutian in disbelief, an expression of utter incredulity flashing across her face...