Divine Seal: The little princess is vying and fighting to become the Demon Emperor.

Chapter 7 Stabbing Yourself

After coaxing Feng Jing away to accompany Bai Yue, Feng Xiu went to find the Star Demon God Vasak himself.

"Your Majesty, although the little princess has some memory problems due to the effects of the passage of time, she can easily recall some events that have happened under certain external stimuli."

After leaving Vasak, Fengxiu was still thinking about what Vasak had said to him.

"So, could it be that I, the Emperor, will really kill my own grandson in the future? Is that why she has this worry and says such things?"

As soon as the idea came to her, Fengxiu dismissed it herself.

Others may not understand the importance of Bai Lingxuan in his heart, but he knows it very well. He can feel compassion for even an ant connected to Bai Lingxuan, let alone their grandson.

"Feng Jing's brain is fried, he's got it wrong!"

That's right! That's it!
Feng Xiu ultimately shifted the blame onto Feng Jing, preferring to believe that Feng Jing was mentally unstable rather than that he himself was the one who killed his own grandson.

He would never do that!

Feng Xiu quickly came to terms with it, while Feng Jing, who was forced to take on the role of a psychological counselor, was aware that Shui Lingling had put a hat on her head.

Psychological counselor Feng Jing is listening to her sister Bai Yue's troubles.

"Xiao Jing".

Are you two close?

Bai Yue tentatively asked this question, naturally referring to the relationship between Feng Jing and Feng Xiu.

Feng Jing understood, and nodded her little head repeatedly.

"I love him so much."

Feng Jing stretched out his arms as wide as he could, making out an extremely wide range.

She shook her head again, stretched out her hands to indicate a range of half a meter, paused for a moment, then quietly reduced it until it finally settled at a width of two palms.

"But I also dislike him a little bit! I remember him doing some really bad things!"

Although Feng Jing used a lot of words to describe it, Bai Yue could still tell that there wasn't much accusation in his words. Perhaps it was because Feng Jing was young, so his accusations sounded more like a pitiful tantrum.

"It seems you like him very much."

Bai Yue glanced at Feng Jing with a smile.

But then he sighed, and his mood instantly turned somber.

"But I don't think I can like him."

“I even hate him a little.”

Bai Yue found that it was already difficult enough for her to control herself and not let her hatred for Feng Xiu grow.

"Huh? Why? Did Dad do something wrong? We can tell him and help him change!"

Feng Jing tilted his head, looking at Bai Yue with a puzzled expression.

But Bai Yue remained silent.

After a long time, so long that Feng Jing was getting sleepy, she finally managed to speak.

"Because it was him who killed my mother."

"what???"

Feng Jing's drowsiness vanished instantly, and he became wide awake.

But that doesn't seem to be the case, does it?
"It wasn't him!"

Before anyone could explain, Feng Jing had already started defending Feng Xiu.

"it's him."

After getting to the point, Bai Yue felt compelled to speak her mind and poured out all her thoughts.

"He pretended to be human and fell in love with my mother. He tricked my mother into getting pregnant with me, a half-human, half-demon."

"If it weren't for the dark aura of the demon race that I was born with, my mother would have been kept in the dark until her death."

"Humans couldn't tolerate me, a human-demon hybrid. To prevent me from being discovered and disposed of, she exchanged her own blood for the demonic blood in my body, but she couldn't withstand the consequences..."

"So he's the one who killed my mother!"

Bai Yue's voice was much louder at the last sentence. Looking at Bai Yue, who was overwhelmed with grief over the past...

Then she looked at Fengxiu, who had somehow appeared at the door of the room, and was equally grief-stricken.

Feng Jing was at a loss; she didn't know who to comfort first.

At this moment, Fengjing really wanted to shout "Mom, save me!"

But the two of them didn't need her comfort at all. When she discovered Feng Xiu, Bai Yue also saw Feng Xiu.

Immediately, Bai Yue began to accuse Feng Xiu in a shrill voice.

"You killed Mom!"

"You killed Mom!"

"it was all your fault!"

Bai Yue's grief was mixed with hatred for Feng Xiu.

Feng Xiu's grief was mixed with regret, so he didn't speak, but let Bai Yue blame him and let her vent her anger.

Feng Jing didn't stop Bai Yue for a moment, as she also felt that she had to vent her anger and couldn't keep it bottled up.

But none of them expected that Bai Yue would actually attack Feng Xiu.

You've ruined my peaceful life!

"If only you hadn't shown up at Yulong Pass! I would have married Xingyu, and the three of us would have lived a happy and fulfilling life."

"But you shattered all of that!"

"You made me lose face, making me unable to return to their side, and unable to continue living with them!"

"You ruined my mother! And you ruined me too!"

At this point, Bai Yue's hatred surged forth. She suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed it towards Feng Xiu's chest!
"Sister, no!"

Feng Jing shouted anxiously.

Bai Yue was an ordinary person without spiritual power, and the dagger in her hand was just an ordinary piece of equipment. Logically speaking, it was impossible for her to hurt Feng Xiu.

But things are just that surreal.

Bai Yue's dagger pierced Feng Xiu's chest, sinking deep into it. Purple blood instantly stained Bai Yue's fair fingers, and drops of blood dripped down.

"Are you feeling any better now?"

Feng Xiu was the one who was injured, but he remained calm and concerned about the perpetrator.

Bai Yue had no experience attacking others, and when she gripped the dagger and stabbed at Feng Xiu, she accidentally injured herself first. It was Feng Xiu who used his spiritual power to heal her wound, unable to bear seeing her hurt.

However, his own wound was still bleeding.

I still hate you.

Bai Yue's eyes still held a lingering sense of astonishment, yet she stubbornly uttered those words.

"I know."

"Hate me if you want."

Feng Xiu looked completely indifferent, and even asked about Bai Yue.

"If you're still not satisfied, you can stab me even deeper, or stab me a few more times."

"But this time we need to change things. This dagger is easy to hurt yourself with. Let's switch to this one."

Feng Xiu also took out a short knife that was clearly of extraordinary quality and tried to put it into Bai Yue's hand.

Helping her daughter stab herself and even choosing weapons for her—only Feng Xiu could do something like that.

That's right, Feng Xiu was injured because he used his strength to pull Bai Yue, allowing her to stab him. Otherwise, even if Long Xingyu came over, he might not have been able to hurt Feng Xiu.

"Don't think I dare not!"

Bai Yue's hand defiantly reached for the short knife, but she hesitated and couldn't bring herself to do it.

She had to admit that after this ordeal, much of the resentment in her heart had dissipated.

(End of this chapter)