ASTRP -Chapter 166 The White Lotus Gets Beaten by a Scumbag

The anger in Liu Qingqing’s eyes looked as if it could erupt into flames.

“I’m not angry? How can I not be angry?!”

“The Prince was originally mine, and the position of Princess Consort was originally mine.”

“I just had to wait—patiently wait—and the Prince would eventually come to marry me.”

“But who knew? That Feng Jingge suddenly appeared and wedged herself between me and the Prince, stealing my Prince away!”

“She also stole my position as Princess Consort!”

“How can I not be angry? How can I not hate her?!”

“Because of that bitch, I lost the Prince. Because of that bitch, I was driven out of the Prince’s residence!”

“Even now, lying here gravely ill, I just want to see the Prince once.”

“In the past, he would have come. He would have brought a physician with him.”

“But today he didn’t. It must be that Feng Jingge has blocked him—she must have prevented him from coming to see me!”

“That bitch… that bitch!!!”

“I will kill her!”

“I will make sure she dies!”

A furious, teeth-grinding roar echoed throughout the room.

Liu Qingqing’s face twisted into something monstrous, like a vengeful ghost crawling out from hell—utterly horrifying.

Even the maid standing nearby was frozen in terror.

She stared at Liu Qingqing with wide, fearful eyes, not daring to move even an inch.

She was afraid that if she moved, Liu Qingqing would jump up and strangle her.

After the outburst, Liu Qingqing began coughing violently.

“Cough… cough cough…”

Her coughing grew more and more intense, as if she were about to cough out her internal organs.

On the roof above, Shen Fufeng stood silently.

Every word Liu Qingqing had just cursed was heard clearly by him.

Heh.

Calling Feng Jingge a bitch?

Saying she deserves to die?

A cold smile curled on his lips. In the next instant, his figure flickered—and he dropped down into the room.

He landed soundlessly inside.

At first glance at Liu Qingqing on the bed, Shen Fufeng paused slightly.

Ever since she was expelled from the residence, Liu Qingqing had not been eating properly.

Add to that her refusal to take medicine… she had wasted away into a shadow of herself.

If she had once been a seductive, blooming flower, then now she was nothing more than a dried bundle of weeds—lifeless, without even a trace of vitality.

Recovering quickly, Shen Fufeng chuckled softly.

“What a pity. Such a beautiful woman… and you’ve ruined yourself into this state.”

The sudden voice startled both Liu Qingqing and the maid.

The maid turned around and, upon seeing the suddenly appearing man, her pupils contracted in terror. She was about to scream—

Shen Fufeng moved.

In a flash, he struck the back of her neck.

The maid collapsed instantly.

Liu Qingqing, however, did not scream. Instead, her expression darkened at an observable speed.

Her just-unclenched fists tightened again as she glared at him.

She sneered.

“You still have the face to come see me?!”

But before she could finish—

Slap!

A crisp slap landed across her face.

The sound echoed sharply in the room.

Liu Qingqing’s eyes widened in shock, disbelief flooding her face.

“You actually—”

Slap!

Another slap.

Her head snapped to the other side.

She tried to speak again, pointing at him—but before any words came out—

Slap!

Another strike.

“…”

Her face burned painfully. She finally snapped, shouting angrily:

“What exactly do you want?!”

Shen Fufeng spoke slowly and calmly.

“What… should you call me?”

Liu Qingqing froze.

Call him what? How was she supposed to know?

They had only met twice. It wasn’t like they were close.

Before she could think further—

“If you can’t answer,” Shen Fufeng said lightly, “this seat might have to slap you again.”

His tone was gentle, even mild.

But Liu Qingqing felt nothing but a chilling fear surge through her body.

Her skin prickled.

The burning pain on her face reminded her—this man wasn’t joking.

She gritted her teeth and hesitantly said:

“…Young Master?”

Slap!

Another fierce slap landed on her right cheek.

Harder than the previous ones.

Her ears rang violently, and stars flickered in her vision.

Tears welled in her eyes as she cried out:

“I don’t even know your name! How am I supposed to know what to call you?!”

Shen Fufeng chuckled softly.

That smile made Liu Qingqing’s scalp tingle.

He slowly raised his hand.

She instinctively flinched.

“Don’t dodge. This seat isn’t going to hit you.”

She froze instantly, not daring to move.

But inwardly, she was cursing him viciously.

His fingers lightly brushed across her cheek, causing a faint sting.

Liu Qingqing trembled uncontrollably, like a leaf in a storm, not daring to make a sound.

“You should have said earlier that you didn’t know,” he said lazily. “I would have told you.”

“Last time we met, didn’t this seat already tell you? Next time we meet, you must call me ‘Master’.”

Liu Qingqing’s expression changed immediately.

She opened her mouth to deny it—but before she could speak—

“Say you didn’t, and you’ll get slapped again.”

She swallowed her words.

“…Yes. Master.”

Her tone was filled with unwillingness.

Shen Fufeng, however, acted as if he didn’t notice.

“Didn’t hear clearly. Say it again.”

Liu Qingqing’s lips moved again—

But suddenly, Shen Fufeng grabbed her jaw and forced a pill into her mouth.

She didn’t even have time to react before swallowing it.

He withdrew his hand calmly.

Panic surged in Liu Qingqing’s eyes as she clawed at her throat, trying to vomit it out.

“It dissolves upon contact with water,” Shen Fufeng said lightly. “Even if you try to spit it out, it’s useless.”

Her eyes reddened instantly.

“What did you make me eat?!”

“I’ve already been expelled from the Prince’s residence because of you—why won’t you leave me alone?! Why?!”

Shen Fufeng answered indifferently: “Because you still have value.”

“When you no longer have value… even if you crawl at my feet and beg me on your knees…”

“I still won’t spare you a glance.”

Liu Qingqing stared at him, then suddenly burst into laughter.

She laughed until tears streamed down her face.

“So… I was useful to you when I was still in the Prince’s residence.”

“And now that I’ve been kicked out, you still say I have value?”

“How ridiculous… absolutely ridiculous!”

Shen Fufeng glanced at her coldly.

“This seat says you have value, so you do.”

“Obey me properly. I can guarantee you this—one month from now, the one marrying Xiao Jinghan will not be Feng Jingge…”

“…but you.”