Chapter 691 - Lu Fenying Is Coming, I Have to Run (2/2)

Lu Fenying might be the crown prince, but he didn’t like socializing. He usually remained in the crown prince’s residence after he returned from court.

Of course, he wasn’t bored in the crown prince’s residence. He learned the zither, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was good at them.

He spent the rest of the time abusing Mo Qian’er.

He forced her to learn the four arts as well, and when Mo Qian’er lost to him in chess, she was punished by kneeling or made to clean the chamber pots.

Apart from that, he would also watch people play the lute and dance. He didn’t have any other hobbies.

He had authority, power and strength; he didn’t need to curry favor or draw any powerful or n.o.ble families to his side.

Besides, Heavenly Wind Empire was completely under his control. He didn’t need any help from Southern Glory Empire.

So, the only reason he could be in Southern Glory Empire was to capture her.

However… Qian’er still felt that something wasn’t right. If Lu Fenying really wanted to capture her, he didn’t need to come himself. He had the slave mark flute. Although he couldn’t control her mind from a distance, he could make her suffer in agony and force her to return.

“My plan was so perfect. How did he find out?” At Qian’er’s words, Gu Bailu also felt the situation wasn’t optimistic. It was almost the new year, and Lu Fenying had come to Southern Glory. There was nothing happening between the two countries that was important enough for him to come out.

Gu Bailu had the most say here, since her man held the most power here.

“But we don’t know for sure.” Qian’er reb.u.t.ted her own words. “If he really wants to capture me, he doesn’t have to do it himself. He might be coming for some important thing.”

After thinking out loud, she shook her head. “I can’t be scared of him. I have to run now. I can’t stay in Pale Emperor City. I have to be at least 300 kilometers away from the slave mark flute.”

She stood up and said, “Master, I’m leaving. Whatever he’s here for, I can’t be too close to him.”

The slave mark flute could control a person’s mind within 300 kilometers. She had to get out of that range.