Chapter 70: Now That’s Talent

Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Now That’s Talent

In her past life, when Feng Qing helped patients heal, she often knew with ease whether the other person’s body was comfortable or in pain and what their desires were through their expressions and body language. Observing micro-expressions combined with her superb medical skills built her reputation as a genius doctor.

In this life, she originally didn’t want anyone to know about such abilities, but today, to redeem her sins, she had to reveal a hint of it, just hoping Prince would spare her this time.

Recalling the deadly suggestions Prince mentioned earlier, Feng Qing couldn’t help but shiver uncontrollably; she couldn’t even die peacefully. She’d better find a way to live peacefully.

In the Eight Treasures Pavilion, after hearing Feng Qing’s words, Rong Jia and Rong Yifeng weighed them carefully, then quickly spoke up.

"Are you saying you can know what’s on others’ minds?"

"Yes, Young Master, not only can I know what others are thinking, I can also determine a person’s character and attitude by their body language and expressions."

Rong Jia was full of disbelief. How is it possible? If Feng Qing really possesses such skills, she would be a talent indeed.

"I don’t believe it. Why don’t you see what’s on my mind right now?"

Rong Jia sat up straight, his expression unmoving, striving to prevent Feng Qing from discerning his thoughts.

Feng Qing looked at Rong Jia, and after a few glances, said in a deep voice: "Young Master thinks, hehe, you want to see if I can read your mind, but you’re not thinking anything."

As her words fell, Rong Jia was horrified. Heavens, this woman actually saw through it. How is that possible?

Unconvinced, he spoke up again: "Look again, look again."

Feng Qing turned her gaze back to Rong Jia, and after a few glances, said solemnly: "What the Young Master is thinking now is, I now think of Little Uncle, let’s see if you can guess it."

Feng Qing’s words left Rong Jia utterly stunned. She could figure that out too.

Heavens, what kind of monster is this?

In the Eight Treasures Pavilion, Prince looked at Feng Qing with a sinister gaze. Is this woman really the eldest daughter of the Feng Family? If not, who is she? And the more he observed, the more he felt he couldn’t see through her, always feeling she was hidden behind a veil of mystery.

While Prince was contemplating, in the pavilion, Rong Yifeng also spoke up: "Then look at what I’m thinking right now?"

Feng Qing glanced at Rong Yifeng, curled her lips, and said: "What the Princely Heir is thinking is, this ugly woman, let’s see if she can figure out what I’m thinking."

Rong Yifeng was also surprised. She could see through even this?

Prince’s cold voice rang out in time: "Then what about me? What am I thinking right now?"

Feng Qing didn’t really want to deal with this master, but she was trying hard to perform well now, one wrong move, and she might get thrown out by him again, so under the roof, she had to lower her head.

Feng Qing looked up at Prince and slowly said: "The Prince is suspicious of my identity, wondering if I’m truly the Feng Family’s eldest daughter."

As Feng Qing finished, Rong Jia and Rong Yifeng instinctively turned to their Little Uncle. Seeing his silent acknowledgment, they couldn’t hold back their amazement, standing up simultaneously and exclaiming.

"This is incredible. Just a few glances, and you can know what others are thinking."

"What a talent. If that’s the case, placing her in the court would easily reveal what those old ministers are thinking. Most importantly, we’d know who is in conflict and who has connections."