章 822: Your Royal Highness, Please Don't Be Mad (5)

"Your Royal Highness —"

"His Royal Highness is back —"

"His Royal Highness doesn't look too pleased."

"Has someone offended His Royal Highness?"

"Who do you think? His Royal Highness left with Feng Wu a moment ago; she's probably the culprit."

"So, is Feng Wu dead?"

That question lingered in everybody's heads.

Mu Yaoyao smirked. "I don't know about that, but I do know that His Royal Highness doesn't like Feng Wu at all."

She darted a glance at Yao Ying as she spoke.

What had Yao Ying said about His Royal Highness just then?

Yao Ying rubbed her nose. Damn that Feng Wu. Her plan had been sabotaged, just like that!

Gongsun Qing let out a breath of relief as well.

So, His Royal Highness really didn't like Feng Wu.

What else did they expect? Of course His Royal Highness would never fall in love with a good-for-nothing who couldn't even cultivate!

Just then, Feng Xun rushed out.