Divine Doctor Mommy Is A True Big Shot-Chapter 682: Wu Family (4)

Feng Bailing was thinking this in her heart, and her words reflected the same sentiment.

She made a casual remark, leaving Princess Consort Shun and Princess Mingxia completely dumbstruck.

Nalan Chun’s mouth twitched, unable to help but ask.

"Elder sister-in-law, why would you curse at me?"

"You still call me elder sister-in-law, so why then did you sneak into the study in the dead of night to frame my man?"

Feng Bailing emphasized the words "my man" with particular force.

Dugu Wu, who was exchanging blows with Dongfang Yong, clearly heard this sentence and, inexplicably, felt his mood improve a bit.

Dongfang Yong was by no means his match, yet that lad was crazily tangling with him, forcing Dugu Wu to fend off the attacks as they came.

"Elder sister-in-law, it’s not what you think. It was elder brother who dragged me to the study, he intended to do something to me..."

Nalan Chun hurriedly defended herself.

"In Prince Shun’s Mansion, where guards are everywhere, if you were unwilling, how could he have brought you to the study without alerting anyone?"

Feng Bailing spoke leisurely.

Nalan Chun froze, her expression filled with agonizing pain.

"Elder sister-in-law, I don’t blame you for not believing me. It’s all my fault. If it weren’t for me, elder brother and my husband wouldn’t have... I am an ill omen, I should have died long ago."

As she spoke, Nalan Chun dashed her head toward the wall. Princess Consort Shun and Princess Mingxia, seeing this, hurriedly tried to intervene, but it was too late. Just then, someone rushed out and grabbed Nalan Chun.

Upon closer look, Nalan Chun realized that Feng Bailing’s reflexes were even faster. Feng Bailing grabbed Nalan Chun’s hand, and as Nalan Chun tried to struggle free, she couldn’t muster any strength, as if Feng Bailing had pressed certain acupuncture points.

"Enough from all of you."

Feng Bailing sharply commanded.

It was then that Dongfang Yong and Dugu Wu stopped, or more precisely, Dugu Wu stopped as he promptly restrained Dongfang Yong.

"Let go of me, you beast."

Dongfang Yong shouted angrily.

Dugu Wu kicked him down to the ground.

"Well kicked."

Feng Bailing cheered from the side, while Dongfang Yong could only glare in helpless rage.

"Feng Bailing, you’re no saint either."

Nalan Chun’s face also showed a strange expression. Feng Bailing was up to something mysterious; her carefully planned words were now thrown into complete disarray by Feng Bailing’s interference.

"You let go of Chunchun. If anything happens to her, I’ll hold you and your husband responsible."

Dongfang Yong barked furiously.

"Chunchun, are you sure she’s your Chunchun?"

Feng Bailing was almost worried for Dongfang Yong’s intelligence.

"Of course, she’s Chunchun."

Dongfang Yong was completely convinced.

Feng Bailing suddenly said.

"Wu Ling’er, how much longer do you plan to keep up this charade?"

Wu Ling’er?

A crack appeared on Nalan Chun’s pitiful face, but she quickly regained her composure, feigning confusion.

"What are you talking about, elder sister-in-law? I am Nalan Chun."

"Stop pretending, Wu Ling’er. Although I didn’t learn how to lift curses on my trip to Baidi City, I did find out something. It turns out that the Wu Clan of Nanshe are not only proficient in curses but also in an exceptionally powerful Blessing Technique which can influence a person’s mind and control their actions."

Feng Bailing spoke coldly.

Originally, Feng Bailing also thought that Nalan Chun was simply schizophrenic, but after tonight’s events, Feng Bailing was certain that Nalan Chun’s behavior was not that simple.

"Big sister, please don’t slander me. I don’t know anything about Wu Ling’er. Brother Yong, please beg big sister to let me go."

Nalan Cun pleaded, crying her eyes out, her pitiful appearance even made the Princess Consort Shun at the side feel somewhat sympathetic.

"Bai Ling, could there be some misunderstanding here? From every angle, she is Nalan Chun. The Prince Mansion and Grandmaster Mansion have known each other for many years; this matter must not escalate further. Let’s sit down and talk this out calmly."

Princess Consort Shun spoke with a tone aiming to appease the situation.

"Mother, please don’t blindly meddle in this, let big sister handle it."

Princess Mingxia stopped her mother from proceeding.

"Ah, you ungrateful girl, why are you throwing a wrench in the works? I am the Matriach, after all."

Princess Consort Shun wanted to say more but was dragged away by Princess Mingxia.

"Feng Bailing, stop bewitching the crowd with your nonsense. You and your husband are just like two peas in a pod, slandering Chunchun just to cover up the disgraceful actions of Dugu Wu."

Dongfang Yong roared in anger.

"If you have the guts, kill me; otherwise, I must seek justice for Chunchun."

Nalan Chun also had a face of unwavering denial, which made Feng Bailing take another look at her.

"Nalan Chun, after all these years Dongfang Yong has done so much for you, do you really want him to be betrayed by everyone, to the point of abandoning even his last remaining family member?"

Feng Bailing gazed at Nalan Chun.

"Nalan Chun" sneered from within, completely disregarding Feng Bailing’s words.

Suddenly, Nalan Chun’s face changed, her facial muscles twisting as though in extreme pain.

"Brother Yong, don’t believe what I said. Prince Dugu is not a bad person, it’s this woman who is trying to frame the Prince."

Nalan Chun’s lips moved, a voice that was timid yet unwavering emerged from her mouth.

What is this?

Dongfang Yong was shocked, finding it hard to believe.

Even Dugu Wu was a bit surprised, and couldn’t help but scrutinize the Nalan Chun in front of him.

"You wretch, who allowed you to speak?"

Nalan Chun could no longer hide her anger, cursing at the weak voice.

At this point, Nalan Chun appeared somewhat insane, with two voices alternating.

"I don’t want to be your puppet anymore."

"You wretch, do you want to die? Believe it or not, I can make both you and your Dongfang Yong live a life worse than death."

"With the way I am now, what’s the difference between living and being dead? Big sister, I wronged you. You and Hong Xuan have been so kind to me, yet I plotted against you."

"Shut up, just shut up."

To stop the voice inside her from speaking, Nalan Chun cursed vehemently.

Seeing that the truth was about to come out, "Nalan Chun" activated the Wen Energy within her body, and Feng Bailing, sensing something was amiss, let go of Nalan Chun.

Nalan Chun swung her palm towards Feng Bailing.

"Watch out."

Dugu Wu barked coldly, his long arm scooping up Feng Bailing into his embrace, as he sent a counter palm strike. Nalan Chun grunted and flew out sideways.

But she performed a hawk flip in midair and landed steadily on the ground.

Nalan Chun at this moment seemed like a completely different person, her face devoid of any hint of pitiful expression, wiping the fresh blood from the corner of her mouth.

Her gaze was icy cold, her facial muscles still twitching non-stop, suggesting that she was earnestly suppressing the real Nalan Chun within her body.

But today, for some reason, the usually meek Nalan Chun seemed to be determined to fight to the bitter end against her.

"All these years, I’ve lived in such pain. This woman, she is called Wu Ling’er. She controlled me, and she was the one who arranged for me to marry into Prince Shun’s Mansion, seeking an opportunity to deal with my elder brother."

"You wretch."

Wu Ling’er trembled with rage; she had not expected that Nalan Chun, whom she had never taken seriously, would reveal all her years of scheming.