Feng Qing looked coldly at Nan Xuan, while Nan Xuan pointed angrily at Feng Qing and shouted loudly.
"Look at yourself. How can someone like you be worthy of being our Prince's Princess Consort? The Prince was poisoned tonight because of your actions. Just wait, we will definitely find out how the Prince was poisoned. If it's discovered that you poisoned our Prince, I will cut you to pieces."
As Nan Xuan spoke these words, his eyes were ferocious and hollow, extremely terrifying.
Feng Qing looked at him coldly, not a bit afraid. Once he calmed down a bit, she said in a deep voice, "You know that if your Prince dies, I won't be able to live either. So why are you stopping me?"
After she finished speaking, she was also angry and suddenly shouted, "Get out of the way."
Feng Qing shouted, too lazy to bother with Nan Xuan, pushed him away. Seeing Feng Qing dare to lay hands on him, Nan Xuan raised his hand and drew the treasure sword from his waist.
