Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Luo Yunzhu looked at her with confusion. “Why? Are you going to reject the marriage? Or repudiate him like you did Third Prince?”
When she thought about how Tianlan had repudiated Third Prince, Luo Yunzhu became excited. That had been priceless. The best part was Third Prince’s expression as it happened—he’d looked like he’d just eaten feces!
“It’s just my instinct.” Feng Tianlan proceeded to explain what had happened to General Wang and the shopkeeper.
“So…” Luo Yunzhu was silent for a while before whispering, “Could it be the Wargod?”
It sounded ridiculous, but something told her that the Wargod seemed to treat Tianlan differently from others. Feng Tianlan shook her head gently. She didn’t know who was doing these things, but Si Mobai was also the only person she could think of. But would he do such a thing? Based on everything they’d seen so far, Luo Yunzhu’s intuition seemed correct.
For the next few days, nothing happened to Governor Shizi. Discussion about wedding matters continued as planned. Feng Xiang and Xu Jiayi were delighted that their plan was working.
Feng Xiang called Feng Tianlan to the main hall again and started speaking like the head of the family: “Tianlan, the people from the Ding Nation courthouse will come and fetch you, so you should give me the marriage token.”
“Governor Shizi is of good character and status. Even though he’s only a First-stage Spiritualist, for now, he has a bright future ahead of him. After you are properly married, as your mother, I will prepare a dowry for you. Naturally, this marriage token has to be included.”
Xu Jiayi’s words were a much softer and gentler approach than Feng Xiang’s sharp tone, but the motive was the same. Feng Tianlan saw that both of them were putting on airs, so she laughed coldly and said, “I never agreed to marry him. If he dares to come and fetch me, I’m going to kill him.” His life wasn’t worth anything, anyway!
“The parents decide marriage, and the matchmaker arranges it—this is not child’s play,” Xu Jiayi tried to talk to her gently. “There is no match better than this one, so don’t be rebellious anymore.”
Feng Xiang wasn’t able to maintain a gentle demeanor like Xu Jiayi. He immediately slammed a hand on the table and shouted, “This time, I don’t care whether you want to marry him or not. You are marrying him! If you don’t give me the token by the time he comes tomorrow, don’t blame me for being heartless.”
“As if you had a heart in the first place,” Feng Tianlan said sarcastically. Even if he had a heart, it would be made of stone.
“You ingrate!” This time Feng Xiang pulverized the table, roaring, “If you refuse to get married, I’m going to tie you to the bridal carriage! If you still refuse, don’t blame me for digging up a certain grave and flogging the corpse!”
Feng Tianlan gave off a murderous aura and focused her cold phoenix eyes on Feng Xiang as if he were already dead. She was sure he was referring to her biological mother’s grave and was prepared to flog her corpse. Even though they were once husband and wife, he threatened to exhume her dead mother! This man deserved to die!
Feng Xiang was startled by how coldly Feng Tianlan was staring at him, and the fear of dying suddenly surfaced again in his soul. He sat up as straight as he could and was about to shout back at her when he heard a high and nasal voice.
“Feng Clan Head, whose grave are you thinking of digging up? And whose corpse are you trying to flog?”
When he heard this, Feng Xiang had a murderous glint in his eye, but it disappeared when he saw the owner of the voice walk in. Instead, he smiled as he got up from his seat and said, “Eunuch De, what brings you here?”
Feng Tianlan closed her eyes and dissipated the murderous aura, which she’d had earlier.
Eunuch De ignored Feng Xiang and walked to Feng Tianlan, bowing, “Miss Feng.”
