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Chapter 62: The Determination of the Iron-Blooded Troop I

Chapter 62: The Determination of the Iron-Blooded Troop I
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Feng Ruqing stroked her chin gently, thinking that what Qing Zhu had said was indeed logical.

“I won’t eat snake soup then.” Feng Ruqing simply took out a Divine-Spirit Fruit and tossed it to Qing Zhu. “Do you want some snacks?”

Qing Zhu’s snake eyes were momentarily filled with doubt. It started at the fruit handed to it by Feng Ruqing but did not take a bite.

Who knew if this sinister woman might poison the Divine-Spirit Fruit.

Feng Ruqing saw through Qing Zhu’s thought at once. She smiled. “You are a venomous snake. How could you still be afraid of poison?”

Qing Zhu agreed and nodded. Its venom was indeed potent, so there was no need to be wary of the princess poisoning the Divine-Spirit Fruit.

Thus, Qing Zhu opened its mouth without hesitation and ate the fruit whole.

“Your Divine-Spirit Fruit seems a bit different from the ones I have had before. This one tastes better.”

Feng Ruqing had been observing Qing Zhu’s reaction from the beginning.

This Divine-Spirit Fruit seemed to be some sort of temptation to the Tier-3 spirit beasts like the Snow Wolf. However, the temptation ceased when it came to Qing Zhu.

This showed that it would not work at all if she tried to lure higher tier spirit beasts with Divine-Spirit Fruits.

“Qing Zhu, I heard that you have injured Feng Rushuang before?” Feng Ruqing asked, squinting.

Qing Zhu suddenly trembled. It cautiously peeked at Feng Ruqing, then subconsciously moved backward.

That Feng Rushuang was her younger sister. Was it possible that… she was trying to avenge her in the absence of the state preceptor?

“Princess, it was not my fault. It was all because that woman had trespassed Southern Bamboo Grove, and… climbed into the state preceptor’s bed when he wasn’t in the bamboo hut. You think about it, the state preceptor’s bed should belong to you. How could I not bite her when both of us saw her lying down on the bed?” The snake defended itself.

Feng Ruqing’s face darkened instantly. How dare Feng Rushuang climbed into the state preceptor’s bed?

“Where is the bed now?”

“The state preceptor is particular about hygiene. So he threw both the bed and Feng Rushuang out.” Qing Zhu smiled charmingly before continuing, “Actually, I already knew that you would be in touch with the state preceptor later on. So he is definitely your man. How could I let other woman climb onto his bed? That was why I bit her the last time.”

Qing Zhu’s words buttered Feng Ruqing up the right way. She was completely flattered. With a smile plastered on her chubby face, she patted Qing Zhu’s head happily.

“Little snakie, you did a good job although you’re a bit lunatic! Next time if anyone dares to approach the state preceptor, you can just bite her… However…” Feng Ruqing threatened with a sweet smile but evil glare, “If I get to know that you have betrayed me, I will make you into a bowl of snake soup for my father.”

Qing Zhu shivered. It quickly promised her, “Never. I will never do that. The state preceptor usually does not allow anyone to come close to him. I have followed him for many years and so far, I haven’t seen anyone get close to him.”

The state preceptor had a cold aura which prevented other people from approaching him. It usually scared people away so nobody ever tried to get closer.

It was something seemingly impossible.

“Good.” Feng Ruqing smiled happily in satisfaction. She liked this little snake even more now. “By the way, why is the state preceptor away for a longer period this time? Last time, he just took five days off every month?”

“I am not sure. Most of the time, Master does not allow me to follow him. However, you don’t have to worry because there are no women around him. I can assure you this. You will definitely sleep with my master.”

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