It was as if Feng Ruqing had become a mountain of spirit herbs in his eyes. Its eyes seemed to only see tempting spirit herbs.
"Princess, Your Highness, why are these spirit beasts not moving?"
Lin Yun saw that the number of palace skilled masters who had fallen were increasing in number. She could not help but panic. She took a few steps backward and hid behind Fu Qingjiu and asked with a pale face.
Fu Qingjiu lightly bit her bottom lip, leaving a bite mark on her lip. Tears gathered in her eyes and blurred her vision.
She wiped off the tears in her eyes and forced herself to calm down.
At this moment, she had already lost him and lost all reputation that she had built. Now, she simply could not lose the last shred of her dignity.
