Xuan Fengqian heard Di Jun's words clearly and found them somewhat amusing.
If he had simply admitted to admiring Xuan Qianning's beautiful appearance, that would have been one thing.
Why insist on elevating this to the level of character, talking about gentleness and virtue?
Anyone who has ever been in contact with Xuan Qianning knows her ruthless and hypocritical nature.
When no one was around, Xuan Qianning's cold, venomous gaze, paired with the action of killing a chicken, was quite fitting.
As for being gentle and virtuous, let's forget about that.
"As the saying goes, everyone has their own taste. A playboy and a veteran actor are indeed a good match."
Xuan Feng shook his head, deciding not to think about those trivial matters anymore.
A moment later, she lifted her not-so-nimble legs and was about to step into the main hall of the Purple Nether Palace when, by sheer coincidence, she bumped into the boisterous Wanxia.
"Pah! You blind fool."
Wanxia had a pair of squinty eyes with little white showing, and her slightly protruding mouth looked like it was holding a mouthful of phlegm, which was extremely unpleasant to hear.
"Say it again if you dare."
Xuanfeng smiled faintly, her face flushed with a gentle smile, exuding an air of authority without anger, her sharp eyes carrying a natural heroic spirit.
Wanxia glanced at the imposing Xuan Fengqian, quietly swallowed the foul words that were about to spill out, and muttered under her breath, "A pheasant is a pheasant. No matter what she does, she's still a lowly piece of trash that can't be served in public."
"Who are you referring to as a pheasant?"
Xuanfeng frowned slightly and raised her hand to wipe away the spittle that Wanxia had sprayed all over her face.
"Oh~ What did I say? You're already jumping to conclusions?"
In late summer, she crossed her arms and spoke with a strange and unsettling air.
Xuanfeng remained silent, then casually uttered a spell, causing the hairs on Wanxia's body to sprout wildly like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
In the blink of an eye, large patches of downy hair broke through the well-maintained skin of late summer.
"Princess Xiantian, don't push your luck!"
In the late summer, both surprised and frightened, she helplessly covered her cheeks with the dark downy hair that was sprouting up.
Xuanfeng glanced at her coldly and said indifferently, "Judging from this, Wuya is much better looking than you."
"Princess Xiantian, what kind of sorcery have you cast on me?"
In the late summer, her eyes were bloodshot with anxiety, and she was just about to rush forward and slap Xuan Fengqian twice.
Sitting upright in front of the dressing mirror, Xuan Qianning turned her body slightly. Seeing that Wanxia was covered in fur like a wild beast in the dense forest, she said with slight dissatisfaction, "Qianqian, this is Jiuyou. Don't act recklessly."
"If my sister knew how to restrain those around her, why would I have laid a hand on her?"
Xuan Fengqian was too lazy to waste words with her and simply threw the letter into her arms, "Here, it's from Di Jun himself."
Xuan Qianning frowned slightly and lowered her voice, saying, "Now that I have married into the Nine Netherworlds, I should serve the Demon Lord wholeheartedly. How could I easily accept letters from other men? Are you perhaps colluding with that Demon Emperor to ruin my reputation?"
"Sister, aren't you overthinking this? I'm just doing what someone asked me to do."
After saying this, Xuanfeng Qian made a move to leave.
Her injury had not yet healed, so she could not stand for long.
After standing for a long time, even the slightest movement can cause excruciating pain.
"Aren't you afraid I'll tell the Demon Lord about this?" Xuan Qianning clearly wasn't going to let go of such a good opportunity to slander Xuan Fengqian. She was carefully drawing her eyebrows in front of the mirror on her dressing table when she spoke in a seemingly casual manner.
"In the Six Realms, who doesn't know Di Jun's feelings for you? If you're not afraid of the Demon Lord's suspicion, then go ahead and say it."
"you!"
Xuan Qianning was rendered speechless by Xuan Fengqian's retort.
However, upon closer reflection, Xuan Fengqian's words do make some sense.
If Leng Ye were to find out that she and Di Jun were still exchanging letters, she would definitely be the one in trouble.
After a moment of hesitation, Xuan Qianning dared not mention Di Jun again.
She slowly put down the blue ink in her hand, suddenly turned around, and looked coldly at Xuan Fengqian, who was standing against the light. "This evening, I will accompany the Venerable One back to the Immortal Realm to attend the homecoming banquet. If you want to go, kneel down and kowtow to me three times, how about it?"
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