What Qin Fei'er did had actually put Feng Ruqing in an awkward predicament—if Feng Ruqing did not forgive Qin Fei'er, she was truly wicked and evil.

However, none of the people present said anything. They had learned a great lesson from the things that had happened just now. No one dared to comment on anything a.s.sociated with Feng Ruqing.

“Young Lady Feng?” Qin Fei'er pursed her lips as she stared dazedly at Feng Ruqing.

“Young Lady Feng, please accept my sincere apologies. I have wronged you as I heard that you married someone else before…”

“You're right. I was married before.” Feng Ruqing smiled, brightly.

Stunned, Qin Fei'er looked up at Feng Ruqing. She had never thought that Feng Ruqing would admit this in public.

“What is wrong with that? At least, I am not pretentious and will never go after someone else's betrothed,” Feng Ruqing said with smiling eyes.

“I didn't …” Qin Fei'er's face was ghastly pale. Tears broke free from her eyes.

“Oh, then why do you keep hounding Nan Xian?” Feng Ruqing grinned. Her smiling face was like a demon's. Seeing this, Qin Fei'er could not help but take a few steps backward.

“Young Master Nan Xian, I didn't hound you, I really didn't…” Qin Fei'er hurriedly turned to look at Nan Xian.

It was true that Qin Fei'er was here to apologize to Feng Ruqing. She had even thought of making Feng Ruqing her bosom friend. Qin Fei'er only wanted to be Nan Xian's concubine. She had never thought of taking Nan Xian away from Feng Ruqing. What was wrong with that?

“What Qing'er said is always right,” Nan Xian said as put his arm around Feng Ruqing, nonchalantly.

Standing dazed, Qin Fei'er lowered her head to hide her sorrow. She then bowed deeply to Feng Ruqing.

“Young Lady Feng, it is true that I am here to apologize to you. I know nothing about your past. I only got to know it from other people. I have wronged you and I truly have no idea what else I can do so that you will forgive me. However, I will try my best to clear the misunderstanding between us. If you still don't forgive me in the end, perhaps, I didn't do it well enough.”

As soon as Qin Fei'er finished her words, she straightened up. Her face took on a ghastly expression. She looked so fragile as if she would slump to the ground anytime soon. However, she stood resolutely just like a pine tree standing against the cold wind.

Before Qin Fei'er turned around to leave, she glimpsed at Nan Xian. His face was still emotionless. He was not in the slightest bit feeling sad for her.

Originally, Qin Fei'er had thought that she could stay strong, but her heart was dripping blood as if it was torn apart by a ruthless hand.

Just as Qin Fei'er had taken a few steps forward, her knees bent and she collapsed to the ground. Currently, her pale face was covered in blood.

The people present only noticed that Qin Fei'er, who had always been elegant and n.o.ble, had fallen down and her face landing on the ground that was covered in the blood that Mu Ling had spat earlier. Simply no one noticed that Nan Xian had quietly drawn his hand back.

“Fei'er!” Flying into great panic, Wen Yu rushed over to help Qin Fei'er up. Her heart was broken.

Qin Fei'er's face was sickly pale. Her pride had taken a large blow. She was so ashamed of herself that she wanted to hide in a hole or far into the corners of the hall.

At this moment, Qin Fei'er could vaguely recall that something had fallen on her calf just now and she had lost her balance after that. Lost in wonder, Qin Fei'er turned her head dazedly and set her eyes on Feng Ruqing's face. She could not help but wonder…