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

"Hey, this girl's pretty fiery, I like her, hehe."

"Get out of the way, she's my type..."

The constant bickering and arguing among these noblemen is quite tiresome.

Feng Jiutian smiled slightly, but it sent chills down the spines of those noble young men.

"Want to play?"

Feng Jiutian walked forward slowly, step by step, each seemingly light step feeling as if it were stepping on everyone's hearts.

"What's there to be cowardly about? It's just about women. I'm the kind of guy who can flit from flower to flower without ever getting a single petal on me!"

Feng Jiutian turned her gaze to the man on her left who was speaking eloquently, and her smile grew even brighter.

"Passing through a sea of ​​flowers? Hmm? Not a single petal clings to you? Hmm?" Feng Jiutian drew a short blade from his waist at some point, twirling it deftly and skillfully on his fingernails, the blade gleaming with a cold chill.

The young nobleman felt Feng Jiutian's imposing aura and took a step back, but then, mindful of his status and fearing ridicule, he stopped abruptly.

"So what? It's none of your business!"

Feng Jiutian glanced contemptuously at the trembling legs of the noble young master and let out a cold snort.

"Out of control."

Then, the short blade at his fingertips vanished.

As everyone was wondering, they heard a young man from the noble family on the left scream in pain, clutching his groin and rolling on the ground.

"The...the blade that cuts off offspring and descendants?"

It took the young noblemen a long time to recover from their immense fear, and they looked at Feng Jiutian as if he were a devil.

"No, no."

Instead of answering directly, Feng Jiutian raised a finger and waved it from side to side a few times. Then, amidst the fearful gazes of the noble family members, she returned to Mo Shaoxie's side.

"Come, get up, I'll see you out."

"No need, I can manage on my own."

Mo Shaoxie didn't take the hand Feng Jiutian offered. Instead, he grabbed the armrests of the wheelchair and struggled to sit back down.

Feng Jiutian never expected that after helping him, not only would he not say a word of thanks, but he would also be ungrateful.

I suddenly felt a bit annoyed!

Indeed, I'm not suited to be a helpful person.

"Oh, you cripple, aren't you going to accept Miss Feng's favor?"

"Our Seventh Prince is truly disabled but not discouraged!"

"Have you had enough of the excitement?"

Feng Jiutian took a deep breath, glanced sideways at the noble young men watching the show, and spoke with an unfriendly tone.

"Enough, enough..."

The young noblemen glanced at their companions still rolling on the ground, shrank back, took a few steps back, and disappeared in a flash.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to carry his injured companion.

Only Qin Yuehan remained in the same spot, a carefree smile on his face, his folding fan still swaying gently in his hand.

“Young Master Qin, I saw you in the study before. I originally thought you would be a kind and benevolent person, but I never expected you to be someone who kicks someone when they are down.”

Feng Jiutian looked coldly at Qin Yuehan, her disgust evident on her face.

After that, he didn't say anything more, but went back and pushed Mo Shaoxie's wheelchair out of the path.

"But I haven't said anything yet."

Qin Yuehan gave a wry smile, snapped his folding fan shut, and disappeared down the path in the blink of an eye.

……

"Miss, where have you been? Why did it take you so long to come back? I was so worried about you."

As soon as Feng Jiutian returned to the banquet, Qingzhi came to greet him, looking relieved.

"You went to the front yard, what happened?"

Feng Jiutian answered calmly, his gaze sweeping over Feng Lingfu and Qian Wanyi. Seeing that there was nothing amiss, he felt slightly relieved.

……

"How about it?"

Qin Yuehan, who had disappeared from the Feng residence, held a teacup, took a sip of tea, and looked at Mo Shaoxie.

"interesting."

Mo Shaoxie sat quietly in his wheelchair, his face not covered by a black cloth, making him look ferocious and terrifying.

What's even more puzzling is that the two seem to get along extremely well.

If Feng Jiutian were to see this scene, he would surely be greatly surprised.

Mentioning Feng Jiutian, a deep look flashed in Mo Shaoxie's eyes.

He had initially thought that Feng Jiutian was an unapproachable person like himself, but today's test with Qin Yuehan was quite unexpected.

"You seem to be having a lot of fun today," Qin Yuehan said, raising an eyebrow at Mo Shaoxie with a teasing look.

Mo Shaoxie glanced at Qin Yuehan indifferently, and Qin Yuehan felt his heart skip a beat. Then, as he expected, Mo Shaoxie waved his hand, and the teacup came flying at him.

"Hey, hey, hey, I was just joking, why are you taking it seriously!"

Qin Yuehan nimbly dodged the teacup and shouted at the indifferent and gloomy Mo Shaoxie.

Then, as if he had discovered some secret, he squinted and nodded.

"I say, you wouldn't happen to have fallen for that girl from the Feng family, would you? Otherwise, why would you be in such a hurry to kill me to silence me?"

Mo Shaoxie's eyes flickered slightly as he turned to look at Qin Yuehan.

"Are you tired of living?"

He showed none of the weakness and inferiority he had displayed when he was bullied at the Feng residence. Instead, he exuded a strange and oppressive aura that pressed directly towards Qin Yuehan.

"I was trying to put on this act with you, but that girl from the Feng family misunderstood me. I won't let this go unless you compensate me in some way."

Qin Yuehan grumbled and sat in his chair, refusing to give up.

"roll."

Mo Shaoxie didn't even glance at Qin Yuehan before speaking directly.

He stood up from the wheelchair, and there was no trace of his disability.

Qin Yuehan felt a few black lines hanging down his head, as if he had been used and then discarded.

However, having made such a bad friend, you can only accept it and bear it!

Mo Shaoxie stared at the stone pillar outside the door and suddenly thought of Feng Jiutian.

"Heh, Feng Jiutian..."

Mo Shaoxie suddenly chuckled and repeated Feng Jiutian's name, a dark light flashing in his eyes, its meaning unclear.

……

When Feng Xiangyu returned to the Prime Minister's residence, someone immediately came up to report to him everything that had happened that day.

He held a cup of tea in his hands, the tea leaves floating and sinking in the water, just like his heart at that moment.

Since that incident, for so many years, he has left Feng Jiutian in the small courtyard in southern Fujian, ignoring her completely.

You can forget her, stop thinking about her, as if that would make it never have happened.

But she was still his child with that woman. Back then, he had longed for her arrival. If that incident hadn't happened, they would have been a happy family and wouldn't have had so many concubines.

But everything was ruined, utterly destroyed by that woman.