Chapter 348 - Conversation between Feng Yuran and Bai Yihao (2/2)

“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 a.s.sistance 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 w.a.n.gjiang 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.

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