Feng Ye Xuan continued to clench his fist, not uttering a word.
Hua Rong, enraged, struck him harder.
The wooden stick landed on Feng Ye Xuan's back, blow after blow. The resounding thuds sent Cui Momo and Feng Ling into a state of anxious dread.
Leng Ji, outside, was as restless as an ant on a hot pan, wanting to enter but unable to.
Cui Momo was genuinely heartbroken.
The Venerable Master's strength was considerable, and what's more, she was channeling her inner force out of anger.
Each strike from the stick must have been agonizing. An ordinary person would have fainted from the pain long ago.
She truly feared that the Venerable Master would injure the Prince's body.
Feng Ling was also very anxious, but what worried her more was why Feng Ye Xuan still hadn't made his vow.
Perhaps for ordinary people, vows could be broken later.
However, she understood Feng Ye Xuan's character deeply.
Once Prince Xuan made a vow, he would never go back on his word!
As long as he agreed, with a clear mind and of his own volition, to no longer entangle himself with Chu Qian Li, he would definitely uphold it.
Why hadn't he made the vow yet?
"Ye Xuan..."
Yet, she still dared not speak. The moment she opened her mouth, she could feel Feng Ye Xuan's icy hostility towards her, how could she dare say anything?
Feng Ye Xuan remained silent.
Hua Rong's eyes turned red with anger. Suddenly, she swung the wooden stick.
This strike, imbued with her inner force, was undoubtedly heavy, no need to even look.
Cui Momo finally couldn't bear it any longer and knelt down with a thud, "Venerable Master, please stop hitting! If you continue, the Prince won't be able to withstand it!"
"This unfilial son only has that bewitching woman Chu Qian Li in his heart and eyes. Does he even see this seat anymore?"
Hua Rong's hands were also trembling. She felt pain in her heart as she hit her son.
But she couldn't swallow this insult!
After years of enduring grievances, she thought that once her son grew up and held power, she would finally be able to hold her head high.
She never expected that after her son grew up, his heart would be filled with another woman.
Her son no longer loved her!
How could she tolerate this?
"Unfilial son, I'll beat you to death, you disobedient unfilial son!"
With a crack, the stick finally landed on Feng Ye Xuan's back.
Feng Ye Xuan's expression remained unchanged. Only a thin line of crimson blood trickled down the corner of his mouth, a sight that was chillingly stark.
This time, even Feng Ling couldn't hold back and knelt before Hua Rong.
"Venerable Master, you can't hit him anymore. If you hit him further, Ye Xuan Gege will be beaten to death by you!"
"He's already spitting blood from your beating, Venerable Master, please stop!"
"It's all your fault!" Hua Rong, furious, kicked her.
Feng Ling, having been injured before, had not fully recovered.
When she was kicked, she cried out and immediately fell to the ground.
"Venerable Master... Venerable Master, I know, it's all my fault. It's me... it's me who is not good enough, who cannot make Ye Xuan Gege... wholeheartedly devoted to me..."
She lay on the ground, weeping, "It's all my fault. I'm not as good as Chu Qian Li at bewitching men, it's me..."
"It's me who is too naive and ignorant, not knowing how to capture a man's heart. It's all my fault,呜..."
Hua Rong was still furious. She glanced at Feng Ling coldly, then her gaze returned to her son, intending to strike again.
But before she could even raise the wooden stick this time, her hand suddenly trembled.
The wooden stick clattered to the ground as Hua Rong began to cough violently.
"Venerable Master, Venerable Master, how are you?" Cui Momo, anxious, quickly got up and supported her, "Venerable Master, don't scare me, Venerable Master, don't get angry and harm your health!"