Divine Doctor Mommy Is A True Big Shot-Chapter 193 - 195: The Bride Accused by Thousands

A stone caused a thousand ripples.

This unexpected man stunned even Feng Bailing.

Not to mention Princess Consort Shun and all the onlookers.

The man in front of them was in his twenties, dark and sturdy, dressed in coarse clothing, clearly someone used to hard labor.

Is he Feng Xiaoli’s father?

Underneath her wedding veil, Feng Bailing couldn’t help but wonder.

She had always assumed that Feng Xiaoli’s biological father was long dead and buried.

But this man who suddenly appeared?

Feng Xiaoli’s biological father?

Dongfang Li also shot a quick glance at the man.

It was he and Feng Xiangxue who arranged for Feng Bailing to be caught with the porter.

Wasn’t that porter killed afterward?

Even Dongfang Li was unclear about what exactly the porter looked like.

"Well well, Feng Bailing! Have you no shame, committing such a disgraceful act?"

Upon hearing this, Princess Consort Shun almost suffocated with anger, pointing at Feng Bailing.

Dugu Wu also furrowed his brows.

He had never asked Feng Bailing who Feng Xiaoli’s biological father was.

He thought he didn’t care.

But when the man suddenly appeared before him, his chest felt tight, a stifling feeling stuck within.

"Xiaoli, you are Xiaoli, right? I’m your dad."

The man looked around, spotted Feng Xiaoli on Hei Dian’s back, his face filled with joy as he rushed over.

Pouting, Feng Xiaoli watched as the man approached; suddenly, his legs twitched, and crying out in pain, he clutched his leg.

"You’re not Xiaoli’s daddy, you scoundrel."

Feng Xiaoli jumped down from Hei Dian and ran to Dugu Wu’s side, clutching the hem of his robe as if afraid he might disappear in the blink of an eye.

Dugu Xiaojin and Hei Dian, too, watched the porter with wary eyes.

"Xiaoli, I really am your dad. Four years ago, your mother seduced me, and we had a secret meeting in a civilian house in Huajiao Lane to the east of the city. That’s when you were conceived. Later, she despised my humble background, disowned me, and even wanted to kill me. I escaped death and hid outside for four years before daring to come back."

Huajiao Lane, why does that name sound familiar?

Dugu Wu’s brows lifted.

"You’re lying."

Feng Xiaoli clung to Dugu Wu’s legs, shaking her head like a rattle drum.

"I’m not lying; your mother is the eldest daughter of the Princess’ Mansion. It was always through her personal maid Xia Zhu that she contacted me," the porter argued convincingly.

"Feng Bailing, what more do you have to say? This marriage, my Prince Shun’s Mansion does not acknowledge. I will go and petition the Emperor. Feng Bailing has shown no decency, tarnishing the Royal Family’s reputation. I must seek justice for the Prince Mansion from the Emperor."

Princess Consort Shun burst into tears.

"Big brother, why are you still holding her? This kind of woman, a complete disgrace to decency. Lucky she hasn’t married into our Prince Shun’s Mansion yet, otherwise, wouldn’t you have been made a great fool?"

Beside Princess Consort Shun, a man rejoiced in her calamity.

The crowd, too, was abuzz, pointing at and discussing Feng Bailing and Feng Xiaoli.

Tears welled up in Feng Xiaoli’s big eyes.

"Little bastard."

"Slut."

These harsh words rang in her ears.

She wanted to retort, but she couldn’t speak recklessly, as the Queen Mother had told her not to.

"Xiaoli, don’t listen."

Dugu Xiaojin, also angered, clenched his fists tight and quickly covered Feng Xiaoli’s ears.

"Father, Mother wouldn’t do such a thing."

Dugu Xiaojin’s face was pleading as he looked up at Dugu Wu.

"Dugu Wu, let me down."

Seeing that Dugu Wu did not move, Feng Bailing gently struggled and slid off his body.

The jeers from the crowd did not bother her.

In that lifetime, she became a street beggar, hearing all manner of unpleasant words.

But today was different, her Xiao Li was here.

She would not allow anyone to insult her Xiao Li.

The porter in front of her... was not the man from that night.

Feng Bailing had remained silent just now because she was sizing up the porter’s build.

She had been drugged by Dongfang Li and Feng Xiangxue, leading to her losing her virginity carelessly.

But in the darkness, she still remembered the man’s silhouette; he was a tall man, at least equivalent to 185 cm in modern terms, neither taller nor shorter.

Yet this porter was just over 1.7 meters.

As a physician, she could tell the differences not only in height but also in physique and bone structure.

This porter was definitely not the biological father of Feng Xiaoli.

On the street, thousands of eyes were fixed on Feng Bailing.

Watching Feng Bailing, Dongfang Li felt no pleasure in his heart.

"You say that I seduced you? That we had a secret rendezvous?"

Feng Bailing walked up to the porter with a light smile.

The porter confidently said,

"Exactly."

"Do you remember what I look like? My build?"

Feng Bailing asked.

"Of course, I remember."

The porter glanced at Feng Bailing; the woman before him was graceful and charming.

"You slimmed down after giving birth, but you were overweight before, which is why the Seventh Prince disliked you. Out of frustration and anger, you came to seduce me. I definitely remember your face; it was full of pimples, very ugly, and no other man wanted you, which is why you chose me."

In the crowd, the look towards Feng Bailing grew even more disdainful.

"Tsks, who would’ve thought, Princess Feng, you are so desperate that you would not even spare a porter."

Just then, a horse carriage arrived.

Xiao Junci stepped down from the carriage, sneering as he looked at Feng Bailing.

Upon seeing Xiao Junci, Hei Dian growled lowly.

Feng Bailing looked at the porter and then at Xiao Junci, suddenly realizing something.

This porter, by rights, should have been silenced through murder.

His survival, escaping from the hands of Dongfang Li and others and appearing today outside Prince Shun’s Mansion, clearly indicated a carefully crafted scheme.

It seemed she had underestimated Xiao Junci.

This man might have secretly extended his influence into Great Chu four years ago, completely undetected.

"Regent King, what a clever tactic."

Feng Bailing scoffed lightly.

"Princess Feng and Prince Dugu are both my dear friends; on your grand wedding, I must surely present a generous gift."

Seeing Dugu Wu’s livid face and the heavily censured Feng Bailing, Xiao Junci felt an unprecedented thrill.

He wanted Feng Bailing to be utterly disgraced, and Dugu Wu to be pointed at by thousands.

"What a pity for such a beautiful wedding dress, Princess Feng, given all that’s happened, you might as well let everyone see that pimple-filled face of yours now."

Xiao Junci glanced at Feng Bailing; just by her physique, Feng Bailing wearing that dress truly dazzled.

Unfortunately, her ugly face was nauseating.

Xiao Junci reached out, lifted his palm, and a gust of energy surged out, targeting the wedding veil on Feng Bailing’s face.

Behind her, a gust of energy also emerged.

The two energies collided.

Xiao Junci’s eyes narrowed fiercely, looking towards Dugu Wu behind Feng Bailing.

But at that moment, Feng Bailing raised her hand and lifted the wedding veil from her face.