The Divine Physician’s Overbearing Wife

It was as if… there was a battle within the chamber.

The formation that Fu Chen had set up was only blocking sound from the outside from reaching the chamber. However, the knocking sound from within the chamber could be heard every now and then.

Although the sound was not loud, cultivators were extremely sensitive to sound. Fu Qingjiu went white after hearing the sound. Her frail body faltered as if she would slump to the ground anytime…

Fu Chen too noticed the movements behind him. He patted his head with his hands.

“Oops, sorry.”

Fu Chen crouched down. Simply no one knew what was going on. The sound behind him died out as if blocked by an invisible wall.

“Alright. Aunt, how can I help you?” A bright smile plastered on Fu Chen’s young face.

Hearing this, Fu Qingjiu’s mind went blank. The sound died out and all Fu Qingjiu could hear now was the ear-piercing sound lingering in her mind…

“Get out of here!” Fu Qingjiu’s face drained of color, her body was shaking. Her hands balled into fists. Apparently, she was on the verge of exploding.

All the guards pulled out their weapons and pointed them at Fu Chen and Qing Han.

“Your Highness, they are just kids and are easily frightened. Please get the guards to put down their weapons.” Murong Yang’s face slightly darkened.

“This is my palace. All of you get out of here!” Fu Qingjiu had never been so flustered before.

When Fu Qingjiu was not around, these people took the advantage and sneaked into her palace. Simply no one knew what these people had done to the man whom Fu Qingjiu cherished the most and wanted to protect for the rest of her life.

Thinking of this, Fu Qingjiu panicked greatly and stumbled toward the side hall.

Everyone present was lost in wonder. Simply no one knew what was happening as this was the first time they saw Fu Qingjiu lose her mind.

“Brother Fu Chen, this aunt is annoying,” Qing Han said, wrinkling her nose.

“I am very fierce, but she is not afraid of me at all. She even wants to disturb Father and Mother.”

“Get out!” Fu Qingjiu disregarded every aspect of etiquette. Her delicate face was contorted in anger. She waved her hand, wanting to slap Qing Han across her face.

However, before her hand reached Qing Han, a vine broke out of the ground, wrapped around Fu Qingjiu’s arm, and lifted her up in the air.

Brimming with joy, the little maiden’s face was fair and rosy. She looked adorable and lovely.

“I told you. I am very fierce. Why don’t you all trust me? I can bite!”

***

An eerie silence filled Qingjiu’s chamber, even the sound of breeze could be clearly heard.

“Stop it!”

Bang!

A glimmer of silver light flashed and broke the vines apart. Fu Qingjiu’s slender body fell to the ground from mid-air.

Fu Chen raised his head only to see a man in a yellow robe, with two officials behind him, walking slowly toward them not far away.

Fu Chen knew one of the officials behind the man—General Murong who had brought Feng Ruqing into the palace.

General Murong immediately saw Murong Yang standing beside Fu Chen and Qing Han.

“Murong Yang, what are you doing there, come over now!” Enraged, General Murong shouted.

Murong Yang was hesitant. In the end, he stood rooted to the spot.

“Father, before Grandfather passed away, he had asked His Majesty for a favor, which is to marry Princess Qingjiu to me. However… I don’t need this now. Your Majesty, I beg you to let go of this family of four, let them leave this place.”