Chapter 1562 - Sefiro’s Provocation (2)

Come to think of it, Dugu Yamo had more hatred toward Feng Wu than anyone else.

“What?” Sefiro turned to look at Dugu Yamo.

“Feng Wu is His Royal Highness’ bedwarming maid.” Dugu Yamo broke the news to her. “We have no idea what dirty tricks she played, but His Royal Highness allows her to stay with him.”

“A bedwarming maid?” Sefiro flared up, and her eyes were bloodshot red.

“That’s what she is now, and she serves His Royal Highness around the clock.” Dugu Yamo’s eyes shone with jealousy. “We have no idea what she did to His Royal Highness, but he’s so kind to her and has turned a blind eye to her disobedience several times. People say that... that...”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“What did they say?!” Sefiro was filled with rage.

She felt like a volcano filled with magma and was ready to explode!

Jun Wuxia chimed in, “They all say that His Royal Highness likes Feng Wu.”

“Bullsh*t!”

Sefiro cursed loudly!

Jun Wuxia was speechless.

“Jun Linyuan is mine! He has to be! I’ll kill anyone who tries to take him away from me!” Sefiro cracked her whip.

Jun Wuxia and Dugu Yamo exchanged satisfied looks.

It felt so nice to use a borrowed knife to get rid of an enemy.

But Sefiro wasn’t stupid. She stared at Jun Wuxia and said, “I’m not going to believe everything you say! I’m not stupid!”

Jun Linyuan had never shown any interests in girls, so why would he fall for a useless girl now? Deep down, Sefiro wasn’t convinced.

Just then, they heard footsteps nearby.

Jun Wuxia saw that it was Feng Liu.

“Feng Liu, come over here.” Jun Wuxia waved at her.

Even Mu Yaoyao could order Feng Liu around, to say nothing of Jun Wuxia.

Hence, Feng Liu and Dugu Mengxi happily ran to her side.

“Your Royal Highness —” Feng Liu was thrilled that the princess wanted to talk to her.

Jun Wuxia glanced at her and asked casually, “Is Feng Wu, the daughter of your clan, staying with your people now?”

Realizing that Feng Liu was from the Feng clan, Sefiro stared at Feng Liu.

Feng Liu said, “Your Royal Highness, do you mean Feng Wu?”

Jun Wuxia nodded.

Feng Liu smiled bitterly. “Your Royal Highness, please don’t make fun of us. How can Feng Wu stay with us? She’s His Royal Highness’s bedwarming maid now; ever since she earned that title, she no longer finds our clan worthy of her attention.”

Bedwarming maid... Jun Linyuan’s favor...

Sefiro was convinced she now knew everything. She clutched her silver whip tighter and was filled with rage!

All of a sudden, she charged out like a cheetah.

Jun Wuxia looked pleased.

Hah, Feng Wu, you’re so dead!

Earlier that morning, Feng Wu had walked out of her tent to find a dirty, scrawny blood-red horse outside.

She had no idea where it came from, but it kept neighing outside her tent. Since she couldn’t chase it away, she had to feed it.

However, it wouldn’t eat grass.

Feng Wu sighed and had to feed it some beetroot she had just cooked.