Hai Ling saw Feng Zihe and Feng Qian kneeling on the ground. They were both her friends, and she felt reluctant to let them go. However, thinking about what Feng Zixiao had done, she was filled with resentment. Moreover, Ye had the right to handle this matter. She was his woman and represented the identity of the Empress of Bei Lu. Since Feng Zixiao dared to touch her, Ye, as the Emperor of Bei Lu, naturally could not do nothing. Therefore, although Hai Ling felt sorry for Feng Zihe and Feng Qian, she did not speak up to plead for them.
Seeing that Ye Lingfeng ignored them, Feng Zihe and Feng Qian panicked and pleaded even more earnestly.
"Emperor Xie, please spare my brother this once."
The two not only pleaded for mercy but also kowtowed. Inside the palace, only the sound of thumping kowtows could be heard. The two were kowtowing very hard. Feng Qian's injuries had not yet healed, and she had fainted earlier due to her anxiety about Hai Ling. At this moment, she was swaying precariously.
His forehead was stained with blood, resembling a bewitching peach blossom.
Hai Ling cried out in distress, "Qian'er, don't bang your head! You're not fully recovered yet!"
Ye Lingfeng coldly observed everything before him, then glanced at Hai Ling, and finally slowly spoke: "I will spare his life because Prince Jing saved Ling'er, but only once. If he offends me again, it will be his death."
He was domineering and forceful, but since he agreed to spare Feng Zixiao's life, Feng Zihe and Feng Qian breathed a sigh of relief.
Because of the excessive force, Feng Qian's body went limp, her vision went black, and she collapsed to the ground. Xiao Ke and Lian Yi had just rushed in from outside the palace gate. When they saw the princess had fainted, they cried out anxiously, "Princess, Princess!"
Hailin broke free from Ye Lingfeng's embrace and rushed over, calling out, "Qian'er, Qian'er."
She immediately examined Feng Qian and found that she had simply fainted because she was too weak. Relieved, she took out a few pills and handed them to Xiao Ke, indicating that Feng Qian should take them. These pills were valuable, a gift from Shen Ruoxuan.
Xiao Ke gave Feng Qian the pill. At this moment, Ji Shaocheng and the others had arrived outside the palace gate.
Seeing that Hailin was alright, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief. Ye Lingfeng then gave a stern order to Ji Shaocheng and the others.
"General Ji, take Ling'er out of the palace immediately and head to the city gate. I will meet you later."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Ji Shaocheng naturally knew that Ye Lingfeng would not let Feng Zixiao go, so he solemnly accepted the order and stepped forward respectfully, saying, "Your Majesty, let's go."
Hai Ling nodded, glanced reluctantly at Feng Qian and Feng Zihe on the bed, then said goodbye to Feng Zihe before turning to leave. However, after taking a few steps, she heard the person on the bed speak: "Ling'er, are we still friends?"
It turns out that Feng Qian has already woken up. Seeing Hai Ling about to leave, and thinking about how today's events were all because of her, she wonders if Ling'er will be angry and whether she will still consider her a good friend in the future.
Hai Ling turned around and looked at the person on the bed. Seeing the panic and unease in her eyes, she couldn't help but smile and nod: "What are you saying? We'll always be friends. Men's affairs have nothing to do with us."
"Um."
With those words from her, Feng Qian was content, and nodded with a smile, saying, "Take care."
Hai Ling nodded, then followed Ji Shaocheng and the others out. Ji Shaocheng and Hai Ling left Yuehe Palace, and Ye Lingfeng led Shi Zhu and the others to leave as well, preparing to settle accounts with Feng Zixiao. His Empress of Beilu Kingdom had been imprisoned, and he would not sit idly by. Although he had promised Feng Zihe to spare his life, he could be spared the death penalty, but his punishment would not be light.
Before they could even go looking for Feng Zixiao, Feng Zixiao led a group to surround the entire Yuehe Palace, blocking Ye Lingfeng and the others' path.
Inside the palace, a young palace maid came in to report.
Feng Zihe and Feng Qian looked extremely grim. Feng Qian, barely holding on, gestured for Xiao Ke to help her up. This incident was a fatal blow to her. She was utterly disappointed in her brother. She would only help him once and would never interfere in his affairs again. If anything happened again, it would be his problem.
Outside the gates of Yuehe Palace, Feng Zixiao, leading the palace guards, blocked the path of Ye Lingfeng and his group.
The two groups stood facing each other.
Ye Lingfeng's eyes were filled with murderous intent as he looked at the beastly man who had even laid hands on his woman, a pregnant woman at that. He was utterly despicable.
Now he's even brought people to block his way. What does he want to do?
Ye Lingfeng's cold voice rang out: "Feng Zixiao, what do you want to do?"
"What was Emperor Xie's intention in breaking into the Moon Palace at night?"
Feng Zixiao wouldn't be foolish enough to bring up Ye Lingfeng taking Hailing away in front of the guards, so she used this topic to question Ye Lingfeng.
Ye Lingfeng couldn't help but laugh. This man was utterly shameless, wanting to be a prostitute while also pretending to be virtuous.
"Why do you think I'm here?"
Instead of answering, Ye Lingfeng asked a question, and before Feng Zixiao could reply, he laughed sarcastically: "You dared to do it, so why can't I come and find someone?"
Upon hearing his words, Feng Zixiao's eyes turned icy and sinister, looking extremely unpleasant. However, he didn't order anyone to come and take Hai Ling away, because he was in the wrong. The reason he brought his men earlier was to block Hai Ling's path, but now that he hadn't seen Hai Ling, it meant that Hai Ling had been taken away by Ye Lingfeng's men. Thinking of this, he felt annoyed and resentful. Then, seeing the two people coming out of Yuehe Palace, his younger brother and sister, he couldn't help but glare at them fiercely. Were they still his family? They actually colluded with outsiders to kidnap Hai Ling; it was truly hateful.
While Feng Zixiao was still ruthless in his heart, Feng Qian was carried out and looked at Feng Zixiao with a soft and pleading expression.
"Brother, let Emperor Xie leave. What else do you want to do?"
She spoke weakly. Feng Zixiao didn't want the guards behind her to know what she had done, so her face darkened, and she waved her hand menacingly, signaling the guards to move aside. Ye Lingfeng's lips curled into a cold smile, and he led his men slowly over. However, he didn't leave, but suddenly reached out and flashed towards Feng Zixiao. Feng Zixiao was shocked and took a step back to try to avoid it, but there was no way to avoid it. Ye Lingfeng's ghostly figure couldn't be shaken off. Feng Zixiao had no choice but to meet him, and the two of them fought. When the palace guards he brought saw that the emperor was being attacked, they wanted to step forward. Shi Zhu and the others let out a long howl, and the Feathered Guards from the shadows flashed out. Hundreds of them appeared, staring expressionlessly at the palace guards, making them not know where to start.
At the entrance of the main hall of Yuehe Palace, Feng Zixiao ordered Feng Zihe, "Seventh Imperial Brother, aren't you going to make a move?"
Feng Zihe remained unmoved. If they made a move tonight, the conflict between the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Northern Lu would intensify, and their previous request for Ye Lingfeng to spare the Emperor's life would likely be impossible. Moreover, Ye Lingfeng's abilities were unfathomable, and if they made a move, all of them would probably die. Therefore, Feng Zihe did not move, and not only did he not move, he also ordered the palace guards to remain still.
"Stop it, everyone. Emperor Xie and the Emperor are just having a little contest. Nothing will happen."
Ye Lingfeng promised them he wouldn't kill his elder brother, so they would definitely spare his life.
Upon hearing Feng Zihe's words, Feng Cixiao was so angry he almost fainted. His face turned extremely ugly. It seemed that his younger brother would not help him.
At this moment, Ye Lingfeng had transformed into a bloodthirsty tiger, unleashing ruthless attacks. Feng Zixiao had already been struck twice, his chest tight with urgency, his body swaying twice as he struggled to stay upright. He had known Ye Lingfeng's skills before; they were unfathomable, and he was no match for him. Was he doomed to die tonight? His mind was in turmoil when he was struck again, this time directly sent flying by Ye Lingfeng's palm. Feng Zixiao coughed up a mouthful of blood and plummeted from mid-air.
The palace guards all cried out in unison, "Your Majesty!"
Feng Zixiao was injured by a palm strike and fainted. Ye Lingfeng still wanted to strike again, but Prince Jing, Feng Zihe, and Feng Qian behind him couldn't help but cry out in pain.
"Emperor Xie, don't forget what you promised us."
Ye Lingfeng glared angrily at the unconscious Feng Zixiao, gave him a cold stare, and then looked sharply at Feng Zihe and Feng Qian: "I will spare him this time today, but if he dares to touch me again in the future, I will not let him off easily, and no amount of pleading will help."
Tonight, he's giving Feng Zihe face. If it weren't for Feng Zihe, Ling'er's unborn child would surely be lost. So he's sparing Feng Zixiao's life. If he dares to have any more thoughts in the future, he'll make sure he dies without a burial place.