The guard said, "Her dantian has been shattered, but there's still room for recovery." The implication was that she was essentially crippled.

"What's the point of keeping such a piece of trash around?" Feng Wan sneered. "Send her back to the Lu residence and tell Lord Lu what she did. He will deal with her accordingly."

"yes."

The guards acknowledged the order and withdrew.

"Your talent is no match for hers."

A chilling voice sounded from behind, and Feng Wan turned around abruptly.

But then the cloaked man from that day reappeared.

"You persistent ghost," Feng Wan said with disgust. "Get out."

"Don't you want to get rid of Jun Qing completely?" Yan Yu didn't leave.

Instead, he went forward, sat down on the stone bench, and poured himself a cup of tea.

Feng Wan took a step back, distancing herself from Yan Yu, and watched his actions with a complicated expression.

Yan Yu poured the tea and pushed it to the opposite side. "Princess, what are you standing there for? Drink your tea."

"What exactly is your purpose?" Feng Wan frowned. "Forget about it. This princess will not believe your nonsense."

How could she not be her mother's bloodline?

Her mother treated her so well; how could she be if she weren't her mother's bloodline?

"You may not believe me, but do you dare to bet?" Yan Yu chuckled. "If you don't kill her, she will kill you, because she already knows you're an imposter. Who in this world can refuse the nobility and glory of a princess? Princess Feng Wan? Can you refuse?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Wan's brows furrowed tightly.

She was born a princess, but if one day... the news that she was not of royal blood were to be revealed to the world, it would be more painful than killing her.

"Even if she doesn't covet the princess's status, her talent already surpasses yours. Are you really willing to be subordinate to someone else?"

Of course not.

She, the beloved daughter of the heavens, will never submit to anyone!

"Do you have a way to get rid of her?"

Feng Wan frowned at Yan Yu, "Why are you helping me?"

"I have a grudge against Jun Qing, so helping you is helping myself." Yan Yu's sinister laughter rang out.

He handed a talisman to Feng Wan: "This is a spirit-sealing talisman. Even a Spirit Venerable cannot withstand its power."