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

The people of Dongling had never seen a fountain before, and they all stared at it intently, praising it with admiration.

"The eldest daughter of the Feng family is indeed exceptionally intelligent, to be able to come up with such an ingenious design. I admire her greatly!"

Feng Jiutian glanced at Feng Lingfu not far away, and the corners of his mouth curved up imperceptibly.

"It's nothing more than a trivial skill. If the ladies like it, then I am naturally delighted."

These words seemed to be a reply to the ladies, but they were actually spoken to Feng Lingfu.

Feng Lingfu looked at Feng Jiutian, who was being praised by everyone, bit her lower lip, and tightly gripped the Rouyi hidden in her sleeve.

Qian Wanyi's complexion wasn't much better; she was just maintaining her image by not revealing her true feelings.

It seems that Feng Jiutian cannot be allowed to live!

Looking at the radiant Feng Jiutian, Qian Wanyi secretly made up her mind.

Feng Jiutian felt the sharp gaze coming from behind him, sneered, and didn't take it seriously.

When she initially explained to Feng Xiangyu that she wanted to please her grandfather in order to get the opportunity to host the banquet, it wasn't entirely untrue.

Based on today's outcome, Grandpa should be satisfied when he returns in a few days.

Watching the ladies of the court sitting around the pavilion, teasing the fish in the water, Feng Jiutian let out a soft breath, remained silent, and quietly turned to leave.

She really doesn't like these kinds of occasions unless it's absolutely necessary!

……

After passing through the back garden, Feng Jiutian looked up at the waist-high wall, a slight smile playing on his lips. He used a foothold to step on a nearby stone and flipped over.

The series of movements were fluid and seamless, completed in one go.

Feng Jiutian clapped his hands, his clothes were neat and tidy, and then he continued walking forward with satisfaction.

Although this path is remote, it is closer.

After taking a few steps, Feng Jiutian sensed something was wrong; there seemed to be someone ahead of him!

Feng Jiutian hesitated for a moment, then skillfully and quickly pulled a hairpin from her hair, held it in her hand, and walked forward slowly.

However, she was stunned when she saw the person in front of her.

The man not far away covered half of his face with a black cloth. He looked very weak. The wheelchair he was sitting in seemed to be stuck on the uneven ground and could not move.

Upon seeing Feng Jiutian appear, the man looked embarrassed and tried to break free of the wheelchair with even more force, but to no avail.

Feng Jiutian felt a slight sense of relief. She turned her head and stuck the hairpin back into her hair. She took a few steps forward and could see the man in front of her more clearly.

However, I don't recognize this person in my memory.

But for some reason, Feng Jiutian felt that this person was strangely familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before, but he just couldn't remember where.

Who are you?

Feng Jiutian stared at the man with his head down and asked calmly.

Upon hearing this, Mo Shaoxie looked up indifferently at Feng Jiutian, then slowly lowered his head without saying a word.

"I won't hurt you, what are you afraid of?"

Feng Jiutian crossed her arms and looked down at Mo Shaoxie. Seeing that he didn't react for a long time and was only thinking about getting rid of the wheelchair, she lowered her hands and sighed softly.

"Let me help you."

Feng Jiutian stepped forward, bent down and squatted down, reaching out to lend him a hand.

Mo Shaoxie suddenly shrank back, as if Feng Jiutian were something frightening.

Feng Jiutian hadn't expected Mo Shaoxie's reaction to be so strong. She looked up at Mo Shaoxie and saw that his body was trembling slightly. The anger that had just risen in her heart dissipated.