Wangjiang Tower was situated next to the river, the front of the tower faced the river. Sitting on the tower and looking across the river, one could see vast distances ahead and vague figures of gulls and herons flying across the horizon, disturbing the calm water at times. At the side of the rivers, willow trees lined up and their long branches swayed in the wind gently as the wind caressed them.
Feng Yuran was wearing a flamboyant purple coat, with extremely extravagant datura flowers embroidered on his neckline. He stood on the tower, his hand behind his back as he looked at the beautiful view upon him. However, his eyes were merely blankly staring ahead, obviously not enjoying the view.
“King Xuan, you came so early. But I was late. Forgive me.” Behind him, a calm voice appeared with a gentle smile. Without looking, he knew it was Bai Yihao.
Feng Yuran turned around and walked to the table beside. He held up the kettle and poured two cups of tea, pushing one over. His handsome and devilish face smiled seductively at Bai Yihao. “You’re indeed a little late, Mister Crown Prince. You almost missed the beauty here.”
As if he could not understand the hidden meaning in his words, Bai Yihao walked over and sat down at an empty seat beside. He used his slender fingers to pick up the teacup, gently sipping on it and placing it down, smiling in the process. His lips spoke of composure and elegance, showing his handsome nature. “King Xuan, that’s not accurate. Being early has and being late each has its own advantage, and a different view to enjoy. You will not be at an advantage merely because you are early.”
He was wearing a white coat that was embroidered with a golden dragon, making him look a little less gentle but a little nobler unconsciously. On his coat, the golden dragon was lifelike, especially its eyes that were lying on his shoulder, enhancing his majesty.
That was the real Bai Yihao!
Feng Yuran’s eyes squinted slightly!
Even though his robe was purple in color, it did not display the same level of nobility. The large patches of blooming red datura flowers were bright and eye-catching as it laid in contrast to his purple robe, especially at the sleeve entrances and at the bottom of the coat. His long black abundant hair also was in contrast with his porcelain white skin, with a pure and devilish beauty shinning from his seductive face.
He gave out vibes of mystery and prestige! Accompanied by a bloody chill! He revealed his true identity too!
The same level of shock was provided by different types of beauty. The two extremely handsome men stood side by side there, and it was impossible to believe that a pair of such beautiful and perfect men existed!
Understanding Bai Yihao’s hidden meaning, Feng Yuran lifted his teacup and drank. After placing it down, he frowned and examined Bai Yihao’s fairy-like face before turning to smile. “Mister Crown Prince, a miss is a miss. Turning around will do you no good. Also, I heard that the Empress in Yan Kingdom has been waiting for your return day and night. Cousin, you got to improve!”
“My mother naturally hoped for my early return. However, I have one thing to make clear to King Xuan, so as to prevent Your Excellency from making a mistake that will cause your entire life.” Bai Yihao hid his smile.
“Will the matter that you are talking about me my marriage? It’s a pity that Father had already approved of my marriage, which will happen after a few days. It will be a big pity for dear cousin not to stay for my wedding!” Feng Yuran stared at Bai Yihao, emotions tumbling and hidden in his eyes. In the end, he merely smiled as if it were no big deal.
“I will not give up!” Bai Yihao retracted his sharpness and smiled at Feng Yuran.
Both of them understood the subtext of the conversation.
“So what if you don’t give up? Are you thinking about snatching away my fiancée? It’s a pity that you are in trouble though, unable to handle even more problems. I heard that the First Prince of Yan Kingdom gained tremendous support and strength after marrying Fifth Princess. Does Mister Crown Prince have the confidence to triumph him?” Feng Yuran’s mixture of emotions in his eyes turned into an enchanting smile in the end.
Hearing his words, Bai Yihao smiled and knocked on the tabletop twice with his fan, ignoring his provocative words and remaining composed. He raised his head and explained. “She has been my fiancée all these years. When I come back with the marriage agreement, it will be King Ning yourself who has to do the explanation.”
“Marriage agreement? I have never heard of such nonsense so please don’t spread rumors, Mister Crown Prince. If you do have such agreement, bring it to Father now for a fair trial?” Feng Yuran appeared to be tremendously stunned as if he had heard that for the first time. His handsome face was full of puzzlement as he blinked at Bai Yihao innocently, trying to anger him.
“His Excellency, I shall be absolutely honest. Even though you burnt one of my agreements, I kept one for myself. When we wrote the agreements, I have two and gave one to Tong’er’s mother. However, she left early and left that for me. I came to Qin Kingdom this time with one of the agreements. I shall bring the other one over soon enough.” Bai Yihao smiled calmly.
“Two marriage agreements?” Feng Yuran’s heart became flustered but his expression remained unchanged as he smiled handsomely and said casually, “But, so what?”
He seemed to not care about that knowledge.
Seeing that he was calm as if he had not known the consequences of the matter, fury rose in Bai Yihao’s eyes as his smiles dissipated. “Your Highness must understand what it means for a woman to marry others when she is not retracted from her previous marriage agreement.”
A woman must marry the man she was engaged to! Even the imperial family could not interfere with that!
If the woman was married to another man before the marriage agreement was retracted by her fiancé, and when the marriage agreement was still intact, her marriage would be unestablished. The woman would ruin her reputation. She would either be forced to become a nun or commit suicide, with no third route ahead.
If Bai Yihao could really produce that marriage agreement, Mo Xuetong would never be able to marry Feng Yuran, even with Emperor Zongwen’s orders.
“So what, Mister Crown Prince. I will protect Tong’er well and naturally protect her from any harm. How can your marriage agreement remain intact?” Feng Yuran turned solemn too as his curved lips signaled a majestic arrogance. His eyes were full of gloominess but he did not retract a single step. The corners of his eyes were sharp and fierce, with a tinge of arrogance and pride.
“Your Highness, I do not wish to harm Tong’er too. How about let’s take a bet?”
“What bet?”
“I’ll be willing to help you if you come to seek assistance from me. But please return Tong’er to me?” Bai Yihao said seriously. He had hoped that his marriage agreement in the palace was still present but Feng Yuran’s expression seemed to show that it was unlikely. He knew that the promiscuous and mysterious Feng Yuran was the most powerful prince in Qin Kingdom.
“Tong’er had always been mine, in the past, the present and the future. Hence, I will never bet using Tong’er. Please refrain from making such jokes, Mister Crown Prince.” Feng Yuran said with determination as he stared at Bai Yihao with a mixture of unpredictable emotions in his eyes.
“Your Highness, is this beautiful scenery of Qin Kingdom not more desirable than a mere girl?” Bai Yihao sighed and asked another question. He knew that the conflicts between the princes in Qin Kingdom were also intense, not much better than that of Yan Kingdom. Even though Feng Yuran was the most powerful prince, his mother’s family had not much power, which reduced his support. He might not have the last laugh.
“The good scenery here will be mine as long as I want it.” A cold smile lit up on Feng Yuran’s devilishly handsome face. He spoke arrogantly without any hesitation.
“Your Highness, I have nothing to say since you already made your stance so clear. However, here are my last words. I hope you can look closely.” Bai Yihao stood up and moved the teacup aside. His slender fingers dipped in the cup before he wrote a few words on the table.
After writing, he looked at Feng Yuran. “Dear cousin, it’s up to you if you want to believe any of this. If you don’t, you can investigate the information yourself. You can come and find me if you have no solution.” After speaking, his fingers wiped the table clean, removing all words on it before slowly descending Wangjiang Tower.
Feng Yuran’s smile slowly disappeared as his glance turned ice-cold, staring directly at the tabletop with the erased words.
After a long while, he raised his head and shouted. “Come!”
“Yes, sir!” Feng Yue flew up from the ground floor and replied respectfully.
“Investigate details about Duke Zhenguo’s daughter-in-law. See if she had died. If she was not dead, protect her from having her life taken. Before my decision, she must stay alive.” Feng Yuran ordered harshly, his lips slightly curved. Even though it was a smile, it mysteriously reminded others of his bloodthirsty nature.
Feng Yue heard snippets of conversation from the ground floor. He wanted to ask about the situation but Feng Yuran’s gloomy expression made him shut his mouth instead, nodding obediently.
“I heard that Sir Mo locked his eldest son up and hadn’t released him after all these days. That’s worrying. You shall see if there are any good jobs for my future brother-in-law. We mustn’t waste his ‘good potential’. After all, he is Tong’er’s brother.” Feng Yuran gave a second order.
He was in a bad mood now and decided that he shall not forgive any single person who had harmed Tong’er.
Feng Yue was however alarmed at his order. He wondered what the Crown Prince told his master that enraged him so much so as to punish these clowns that he never cared about. It looked like he was not going to forgive any single one of them.
Having followed his master for many years, Feng Yue naturally knew the hidden personality under his master’s seemingly playful facade. His master was meticulous, heartless, cruel and calculative. When he cared about a girl, he naturally cared about others around her.
He had to be extremely careful after his master married her.
She had a significant place in his master’s heart.
“Yes, I shall go about it immediately.” Even though Feng Yue’s mind was a mess of thoughts, his words were careful and well-prepared. He took a deep breath and suppressed the messy thoughts in his head, replying respectfully.
He did not know what those people did to provoke his future female master, making his master so angry to even specially mention their punishment. It looked like these people would never have a good life.
“Let Shen Kun prepare the job for Mo Yufeng. Try to make everyone satisfied.” Feng Yuran ordered coldly, a harsh hatred glance in his eyes.
“Yes!” Feng Yue dared not say much, bowing before flying down the tower.
As Feng Yue left, Feng Yuran looked at the river surface as hatred flashed across his seductive eyes, with a tinge of bloodthirst hidden within. He would not forgive anyone who tried to harm Tong’er.
