Godly Empress Doctor

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

However, Feng Wu reached out without hesitation.

It was so obvious.

Ye Yijian gritted his teeth and glared at Feng Wu. Seeing how nonchalant she was, he had no choice but to smash the sword into Feng Wu’s hands. “Let’s go!” Having been humiliated, Ye Yijian wanted to leave.

However, Feng Wu stopped him. “Wait.”

Ye Yijian glared at Feng Wu. “I’ve given you the sword. What more do you want?!”

Feng Wu gave him a half-smile. “How long do you think you have?”

The others couldn’t stand it anymore, let alone Ye Yijian. They all glared at Feng Wu. “He has lost, and he has given you the sword. What more do you want? It’s his life!”

Feng Wu ignored the others and only stared at Ye Yijian. “If you leave like this, you’ll really be dead.”

Ye Yijian suddenly realized something. ‘What do you mean?”

Feng Wu said, “Haven’t I made myself clear enough?”

Ye Yijian said, “How can I be dead? The wound isn’t deep!”

The look on the Princess Royal’s face was very grim.

Why did this Feng Wu keep ruining her plans?!

Earlier, she had ordered someone to put poison on Ye Yijian’s sword so that he could kill Feng Wu with it. Even if he couldn’t kill Feng Wu, he would at least poison her so that the Formless Sword Sect and the Luo family would fight to

the death. But now…

Had Feng Wu figured it out? No, that shouldn’t be the case. The poison she used was colorless and odorless. How could Feng Wu…

“Haven’t you realized that you’ve been poisoned?” Feng Wu looked at him in resignation. “And you call yourself the best swordsman of the future? Is that all you can do?”

Feng Wu’s words were so harsh that Ye Yijian was furious. However, his spiritual essence reacted to him first and he began to examine his spiritual

essence.

“Wait a minute!”

“Senior Brother, what’s wrong?” Ye Erjian helped his senior brother to his feet.

The other members of the Formless Sword Sect were around as well. Even Ye Buqi, the Wild Sword of the Formless Sword Sect, rose to his feet and walked up the stage.

“She’s right. I’ve been poisoned,” Ye Yijian took a deep breath and said slowly.

Poisoned?!

Everyone stared at Ye Yijian in disbelief.

Ye Erjian was the first to react. “Poisoned? Could it be…” He stared at Feng Wu.

He acted as if Feng Wu was the one who had poisoned him.

By then, Feng Xun and the others had run up to them and retorted, “What’s that look in your eyes? If Xiao Wu was the culprit, she could have just killed Ye Yijian. Why did she say it out loud?”

“Maybe she has a guilty conscience.”

“Or could she have done it on purpose so that she wouldn’t be suspected?”

The members of the Formless Sword Sect wouldn’t let her off the hook and started questioning her.

Feng Wu gave Ye Yijian a half-smile.

By then, Ye Yijian had regained his composure.

“It wasn’t her,” Ye Yijian gritted his teeth.

“But Senior Brother…

“You’re right. If she really wanted to kill me, she wouldn’t have told me that. She doesn’t have that motive, not to mention.. Ye Yijian gritted his teeth and said after a while, “The poison was on Yuchang!”

Everybody knew that the sword belonged to Ye Yijian.

The others agreed with him.

“Who’s that?” Ye Erjian asked.

Feng Wu nodded. “That’s a good question.. Who did it?”

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