"Qingqing, how did you know that I'm Feng Cang?" Feng Cang said as he combed Murong Qiqi's messy hair. That gesture was as natural as it could be, as skilled as it could be. It was as if they had been husband and wife for many years, as if he had rehearsed this thousands of times.
"I guessed."
Murong Qiqi took a few steps back to avoid Feng Cang's hand. To be honest, she wasn't used to being intimate with people, especially strangers, and men at that.
Murong Qiqi's' alienation 'made Feng Cang feel a little frustrated, but also a little happy. At least his Princess Consort wasn't a casual person. She wasn't like those love-struck fools who were obsessed with his looks and forgot their own names. This girl's willpower and rationality made Feng Cang even more fond of her.
However, Feng Cang's head hurt when he saw this guarded and alienated Princess Consort. How was he going to get closer to her? She treated everyone like this, so how was he going to make himself unique?
Murong Qiqi didn't know that in just a moment, the Southern Lin King's mind was filled with thoughts of how to please her.
"Your Highness, it's getting late. Shouldn't we head over now?" Murong Qiqi lowered her head and said respectfully. Feng Cang's appearance was so sudden that she forgot about her disguise. Now that she understood, she immediately reverted to her usual self.
Feng Cang's curiosity grew when he saw Murong Qiqi's radiant face suddenly turn ordinary. How could a person have so many faces? Could they change in an instant?
However, Feng Cang was certain that he had no place in Murong Qiqi's heart at this moment, which was why she treated him with such an expression.
It seemed that this little Princess Consort was very guarded. It would be very difficult to open her heart and make her reveal her true self! But when had he ever been afraid? The more Murong Qiqi acted this way, the more determined Feng Cang was to open her heart.
"Qingqing, let's go!" Feng Cang grabbed Murong Qiqi's hand without any explanation.
"Your Highness …" Murong Qiqi wanted to break free, but the other party's large hand wrapped around her hand like an embrace.
Forget it, just let him be! She couldn't just let him down and expose her true identity. Thinking of this, Murong Qiqi stopped struggling and obediently let Feng Cang hold her. He even carried her out of the carriage.
"Miss, Miss …"
Seeing Murong Qiqi in Feng Cang's arms, Su Mei and Su Yue's jaws dropped. After receiving Murong Qiqi's' warning 'gaze, they immediately lowered their heads.
Murong Qiqi blamed them for letting Feng Cang in without any preparation. However, they couldn't be blamed! For some unknown reason, the two girls found their son-in-law to be very pleasing to the eye. Coupled with the fact that Feng Cang had bribed them previously, the scales in their hearts naturally tilted a little.
"Qingqing, don't blame them. I was the one who didn't want to disturb Qingqing's sleep, so I didn't allow them to pass the message."
Feng Cang put Murong Qiqi down and straightened her clothes for her. "Qingqing, you're so beautiful today!"
"Your Highness …" Murong Qiqi's face was slightly red, and her pink earrings looked especially alluring. She lowered her head even more. "Let's go! Don't let them wait too long! "
"Alright!"
Along the way, Feng Cang held Murong Qiqi's little hand. His steps were long, but he walked very slowly, as if waiting for Murong Qiqi to walk in sync with him. This man was so considerate and meticulous that every detail was detailed.
When they arrived at the entrance of Supreme Harmony Hall, the eunuch leading the group saw a beautiful couple from afar. His jaw dropped in shock.
Was such a person supposed to exist in this world? Could it be that an immortal had descended from the heavens? The eunuch couldn't help but rub his eyes. Because of his shock, the eunuch forgot to announce their arrival. He watched as Feng Cang led Murong Qiqi into the hall.
"Clang …" Long Zhe Yu 'er, who had been holding a wine bottle, dropped it on the ground when she saw the person who entered. The fragrance of the wine filled the air, attracting everyone's attention. However, she didn't notice it and only stared at the person in a daze.
The man was wearing a snow-white robe that was only held together by a jade belt that was four fingers wide. The hem and sleeves of his robe were embroidered with intricate violet flowers using silver thread. His jet-black hair was tied up with a foot-long hawksbill hairpin.
That face seemed a bit too devilish. It was as white as jade and was almost translucent. Because of the sunlight, it gave him an extra layer of golden luster that made the coldness on his body fade a little.
Looking at those phoenix eyes that were as deep as a thousand-year-old lake, they were long and narrow as if they were carved by a knife.
Those eyes were so clear that one could see the bottom, but they were also covered by the ripples on the surface, making it impossible for others to see what was inside. Those who peeked at them didn't dare to continue exploring. If they weren't careful, they would be sucked in by those eyes and be seen through by the owner of those eyes.
He was clearly a devilish man, but he was wearing a snow-white robe. It just so happened that this snow-white robe set off his appearance that was both human and devilish. It was as if he was born for the color white.
When the others saw Feng Cang, their expressions weren't any better than Long Zhe Yu 'er's. Even Long Zhe Yu's concubines were blushing as if they had met their first love. They looked at Feng Cang affectionately.
Devilish, he really is a devilish! Murong Qiqi sighed in her heart. Fortunately, she had seen Feng Cang's portrait before and had enough self-control. Otherwise, if she were to drool over a handsome man like these people, Feng Cang would probably laugh his head off.
Although Feng Cang was already used to people's infatuated gazes, he was still very displeased to be stared at like wolves and tigers by those women. His brows slightly furrowed. And this twist was so perfect that the group of people started to suck in breaths.
"Have you seen it?" When Feng Cang's bleak voice pierced their eardrums, these people woke up with a start. The palace maids and eunuchs who didn't have any cultivation hugged their aching ears. The plates and wine jugs in their hands fell to the ground, making a series of clanking sounds.
They couldn't tell that this devilish man was a martial artist …
Murong Qiqi lowered her head and smiled. Before Feng Cang opened his mouth, her ears were covered by his large hands, afraid that his voice would hurt her. It seemed that he didn't know her well, but that was good.
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