The Insane and Good-For-Nothing Madam

Chapter 9: Taking Her Back to The Jiuchong Palace

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The six spiritual masters now looked enraged, and even Dizhang who had been saying good things about Feng Ruchu earlier had changed his mind—someone so disrespectful towards the Saint ought to die.

The nobles and the spiritists present were all shaking their heads.

After all, the Saint of the Holy Cloud Palace was someone that even the emperor had to show respect to. The Saint was practically god-like, and the people had wished that they could worship him like a real god for millions of years.

But the Saint was born cold and ruthless.

He would never hurt the innocent, but at the same time acted as if human life was worthless. He would stand at the top of his Holy Cloud Palace and look down on everything.

As the old Chinese saying goes: Heaven and earth are indifferent, and all creatures are considered straw dogs.

The Saint only did what he wanted to—there was no such thing as him being obligated to do things. It was foolish of this slave to hold Feng Mo’er captive to try and threaten the Saint.

Just when the crowd was looking forward to seeing what brutal way the Saint would use to kill Feng Ruchu, a bunch of pale petals flew out from the sedan.

The petals flew right past Feng Mo’er to Feng Ruchu and surrounded Feng Ruchu’s waist.

Before Feng Ruchu could react, the hairpin she had been holding was knocked out of her hand.

Sensing that she wasn’t in danger anymore, Feng Mo’er immediately raised her hand to kill Feng Ruchu who was standing behind her. However, before Feng Mo’er’s palm could touch Feng Ruchu, she was knocked back by the petals around Feng Ruchu’s waist.

An even more jaw-dropping scene occurred when the petals lifted Feng Ruchu into the air and brought her straight to the altar.

“Wash up, you are too dirty,” the monotonous voice from the sedan said contemptuously.

The petals around Feng Ruchu’s waist disappeared and she was pushed to Cihang’s side.

“Brother, you…” Yu Xiao raised his eyebrows in glee, clearly enjoying the show.

“Do you expect her to enter my Jiuchong Palace covered in dirt?” The person in the sedan scoffed, as if Yu Xiao was asking a stupid question.

The crowd gasped, and even the six spiritual masters were astonished.

Jiuchong Palace?

The Saint was going to bring a slave to his Jiuchong Palace!

That was the main hall of the Holy Land, and no one besides Yu Xiao, including the six spiritual masters, had the honor of entering Jiuchong Palace.

However, this slave…

Feng Mo’er became agitated when she heard that the Saint was going to take Feng Ruchu back to Jiuchong Palace. Uncaring of the wound on her neck, she yelled at the altar, “Your Grace, how can you let a filthy slave like her defile your holy palace? You should kill her by tearing her to pieces!”

Feng Mo’er had thought that the Saint would kill that filthy slave and save her, but how had it turned out like this?

“Kill her?” The man in the sedan chuckled coldly, “the emperor just ordered to spare the slave’s life. Wouldn’t I be disobeying the emperor’s order if I kill her? Also…”

Although he could not see the Saint’s face, Feng Zheng felt so intimidated that he began to sweat when he felt the Saint’s aura flow towards him.

“Chancellor Feng, I reluctantly granted this slave’s wish because firstly, I have always respected the orders of the emperor; and secondly, the Feng family has been serving Nanqiu Kingdom for decades, and I couldn’t bear seeing you lose your daughter. However, it seems my kindness was all for naught as Feng Mo’er doubts my decision…” The person in the sedan sighed heavily.