Dumbfounded, Feng Rushuang stared at the servant.
It was obvious that Liu Rong had never stopped Feng Rushuang from messing around with anyone but this servant all these years. Originally, Feng Rushuang thought that Liu Rong had truly cared for this servant. She had never thought that her mother's personal servant was such a preeminent master.
Qin Chen regained his balance. His face was so cold that it could chill one's heart. His dark robe fluttered in the absence of wind.
"Aunt Qing, my father… this evil emperor wants to kill me! Kill all of them for me!" Feng Rushuang rushed up to Zhen Qing. Her eyes were filled with rage, her face was contorted in anger.
'An eye for an eye, don't blame me for doing this!'
"Since you are the young master's daughter, I will protect you." Zhen Qing frowned.
'The young master's daughter?' Feng Rushuang was lost in wonder.
