Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Even Han Yu missed the chance to meet with the Liu Lanting, who was highly-praised by Fengjin. He still had a great impression of Liu Heng.
“So what now? Fourth Langjun is back?” Feng Jin and Han Yu took the same ride back. They noticed a wagon ahead of theirs which happened to be the one Wuma had been in earlier when they lifted the curtain. “It’s a real coincidence to see Wen Bin and Jin get out of the wagon at the same time”
Obviously, Wuma Jun sensed them, too. He was not pleased when he noticed that another person was sitting in the wagon when Feng Jin stepped out of it.
Wuma Jun had always found it intolerable to deal with Feng Jin’s family background. How dare he have such an extravagant life and he was not even part of the royal family? And how dare he be more capable and outstanding than Wuma Jun himself… It seemed that Wuma Jun had been showing courtesy to Feng Jin, but he did not have much respect for him.
However, all his frustrations began to fade away the moment Han Yu walked out of the wagon. He had such a flawless face and charming figure. Wuma Jun wore a little smile on his face and there was barely any trace to show that he had some disgust and indifference on him just a moment ago.
It was a shame––neither of Feng Jin nor Han Yu were easy to cope with.
To be more frank, of the three, Wuma Jun had the lamest acting skills. The other two were definitely the best actors.
Feng Jin didn’t wait for Wuma Jun to approach them and he started introducing Han Yu to him after he made a salute to Wuma Jun.
“This is my good friend, Han, as his last name and Yu, his first name. He is Master Yuanjing’s best apprentice.” He emphasized the “Master Yuanjing’s best apprentice” to imply that Wuma Jun had behaved shamelessly, as though he had never seen any beauties before.
Fortunately, Wuma Jun was not entirely incorrigible. He chose to use a more restrained scheme to get close to him instead of just staring at him.
He planned to pull back and regroup. Making a good connection was still of paramount importance.
Males were not absolutely secure in the current gay, trendy period.
Han Yu felt a sense of disgust and felt goose bumps spread across his arms when he saw Wuma Jun’s unexpected enthusiasm.
He started to regret saying yes to Feng Jin all of a sudden. Apparently Wuma Jun had no preference between males or females. It would be dumb to dig a hole for himself to jump in.
Han Yu came up with a new idea and wore a bit of a smirk on his face, which appeared as satisfaction to Wuma Jun from Han Yu. Han Yu had to say it was a big misunderstanding, and he felt sick because of it.
Wuma Jun turned up his nose at Feng Jin; however, Wuma Jun didn’t like to lose control of the other party in the conversation, so he asked about their schedules casually.
Feng Jin grinned a little, and he responded without having any mistakes, even though Wuma Jun was trying to find a quarrel in a straw.
“What about Forth Langjun, is there any development with the Liu’s after you visited?” Feng Jin looked through him easily. Wuma Jun was just barely concealing his excitement thanks to him still being a bit rational, otherwise, he would have already forgotten who he was. He must have encountered something nice.
Since Wuma Jun had confirmed that Feng Jin was going to fall back on him, he wasn’t really going to hold much back from Feng Jin. He mentioned that Liu She had cut him some slack and intended to betroth a girl to him… even though it was only a daughter of his concubine. She had a wealthy father, with both money and properties.
At the thought of Hu Jun, Wuma Jun’s heart started beating harder. He was already picturing the scene when Liu She helped him become the emperor.
Feng Jin almost lost hold of his cup and spilled some tea after he heard Wuma Jun’s words.
Wuma Jun and Han Yu were both rather startled about his reaction. It was normal for anyone to gaffe, but Feng Jin? Someone extremely nitpicky like Feng Jin? Incredible!
Han Yu grinned a little and hid his suspicions.
Was there any chance of an ulterior, sincere feeling between Feng Jin and the daughter of Liu’s?
Or else, with Feng Jin’s decency, there was no way he would act so shaken.
Wuma Jun was not aware of Feng Jin’s situation, and Feng Jin felt wronged about it, too.
It was just a brain freeze for him and he almost believed that Liu She agreed to make Liu Xi marry someone else.
Just imagining an unbearable person like Jiang Pengji married to Wuma Jun with her fake, girlish figure was already scary to him. He was spooked by his assumption so he had an inappropriate moment of weakness.
He became conscious that he was talking about the daughter of the Liu’s concubine who was barely remembered.
“If it’s so, congratulations to Fourth Langjun to have your dream completed. You are going to win the beauty.” Feng Jin had a bright smile and no forbearing displeasure on his face. Han Yu was baffled because he had been observing him secretly. “However, what I have heard about this lady is that she is not even nine. And perhaps you have to bear a long, painstaking period of time until she will be at the right age.”
Wuma Jun knew very well about her age, but did it really matter?
There was no need to mention that she was only nine years old. It would be a h*ll yes for him to marry her even if she was only nine months old.
He was not qualified to draw Liu She in. Liu She was way too sneaky and played dumb the entire time Wuma Jun was probing.
On the other hand, if he managed to become Liu She’s son-in-law, they would have to be allies naturally because of their in-law relationship. Liu She was not able to support someone other than him, even he was not going to be at Wuma Jun’s side.
What’s more, that girl was Liu She’s only daughter. He would throw everything away to love and support her.
Any average Emperor’s son didn’t need to plan as dishonestly as Wuma Jun did, but who could blame him for being in such an embarrassing situation?
No striving, no reversing for his whole life…
“Why does that matter? I will just place her as someone to worship after I marry her.”
Indeed, it wouldn’t affect Wuma Jun at all. He was going to marry her for her title as “the daughter of Liu She,” not for her as the person.
He would worship her as a goddess once they were married. Nobody was capable of preventing him from being dissolute. Furthermore, it was still too early to talk about it, since she was not married to him yet.
Feng Jin sneered under his cover when he saw Wuma Jun’s attitude. He was amazed by Jiang Pengji’s insight of Wuma Jun’s true nature.
Who would feel secure enough to give their daughters to him?
In the last second, he reached a consensus to be in-laws with Liu She, and in the next second, he coveted Wen Bin. Wuma Jun was indeed despicable to h*ll.
Wuma Jun showed interest toward Han Yu to have a meaningful conversation overnight with him. But, alas, Han Yu was much more learned than Wuma Jun in all aspects, including intelligence and literature. There were zero topics to talk about with Wuma Jun.
“It’s odd that you were with him for multiple days and he didn’t even touch your fingers, considering how horny he is.” Han Yu had no common topic to share with Wuma Jun, but it was a completely different situation with Feng Jin. They squeezed into the same room just to continue their conversation.
Feng Jin acted powerfully and responded, “My appearance and figure are just like some beads in the plate. How can you compare beads with a graceful moon? ”
Han Yu was speechless. “…”
These words were impossible from Feng Jin; the man he knew wouldn’t say anything like that. It was never his style!
Who could have possibly taught him to backstab but pretend to make compliments simultaneously?
Jiang Pengji wouldn’t take credit in being the mentor to turn Feng Jin to someone so mean.
Han Yu was never going to show weakness. He teased Feng Jin and said, “Why were you so frightened when you heard that Wuma Jun was going to get engaged to the daughter of Liu’s?”
Feng Jin played innocent and replied, “When did that happen?”
