TSFLIP Chapter 1065

After hearing everything Leng Qingjue had said, Xia Chao and Wang Ci fell silent for a moment, then both turned their attention to Xuan Yuanfei.

Xia Chao asked, “Fourth Prince, what brings you here today?”

“I’m only here to serve as a witness for Miss Leng,” Xuan Yuanfei replied. He had assumed that if Xia Chao refused to let her go or tried to make things difficult, he would have to step in and help. After all, given his status, Xia Chao wouldn’t be foolish enough to oppose him openly.

But he had miscalculated.

Xia Chao simply said, “If she wants to leave, then let her go.”

Xuan Yuanfei, who had been ready to make a gallant show of defending the woman he loved, suddenly had no idea what to say.

Leng Qingjue snorted. “At least you know what’s good for you.”

Recently, she had been building up her own power—planning, for example, to establish the largest assassin organization spanning two countries. Creating such an organization wasn’t easy; the key factors were money and manpower. Fortunately, money was the one thing she didn’t lack. A single pill she refined could sell for a high price.

Moreover, the great general of Nánxiāng was her sworn older brother, and the young, promising emperor of that same country was a former patient she had cured. On the Míngzī side, the Fourth Prince was her friend, and the young prime minister was her confidant—one played the zither, the other the flute, and they truly were kindred spirits. All in all, her connections spanned both nations.

Strangely enough, all her friends were men—and every single one of them wanted to pursue her.

But the decisive and taciturn Leng Qingjue would simply pat each of them on the shoulder and tell them she only saw them as brothers.

Truly touching friendship.

Fengguang suddenly asked, “That day when you triggered my illness—you still haven’t apologized to me, have you?”

Leng Qingjue gave a cold laugh. “I merely returned the favor in kind. Why should I apologize?”

Her expression was aloof and distant, carrying a kind of lofty arrogance that made her seem untouchable.

Yeah, right—so much for that so-called nobility.

Fengguang twitched her lips. “When exactly did I ever almost get you killed?”

“Since you brought it up, let’s talk about what happened two months ago when I fell into the water,” Leng Qingjue said. It was after that incident that the foolish Xia Wuyuan disappeared—and she, Leng Qingjue, arrived.

Fengguang paused for a second, baffled. “What does your falling into the water have to do with me?”

“The moment I fell in, you appeared by the shore. Don’t tell me you expect me to believe it was an accident.”

“You just said it yourself—I showed up after you fell in! I heard the commotion and went to call for help, okay?” Fengguang couldn’t understand her at all. Was Leng Qingjue paranoid or something? She added, “Everyone in your courtyard is the same—always thinking I’m out to harm you. Did you just hear your maid say I was at the shore and assume I pushed you in? Why don’t you ask someone else… like that maid right there?”

Fengguang looked at the round-faced maid standing nearby. “You were there that day, too. Tell her—why did she fall into the water?”

“It was because the Second Miss said…” The maid glanced at Leng Qingjue, clearly trying not to laugh. “…the Second Miss said she wanted to scoop the sun out of the water, so she jumped in herself.”

Fengguang curled her lips. “Leng Qingjue, did you hear that?”

“Hmph. As if I’d randomly decide to scoop the sun out of the water. Someone must have put me up to it behind the scenes.”