Before Feng Cang could say anything, Murong Qiqi had already rushed upstairs.
"Hehe …" Feng Cang stood alone as he watched Murong Qiqi's figure disappear from his sight.
Just now, he clearly saw that the redness on her face had spread all the way to her ears. It was pink like a flower bud that was about to bloom. It seemed that his little princess was not only sensitive but also shy. That kind of green and astringent look made people want to dote on her.
However, Feng Cang's handsome face darkened at the thought of Wanyan Baozhu mentioning the Empress Dowager.
If Dongfang Lan knew that he was going to marry Murong Tai's daughter, he would not let it go. How could he face the Empress Dowager's censure and not let Murong Qiqi suffer? This matter was really difficult to handle …
Feng Cang's guess was verified two days later. Empress Dowager Dongfang Lan, who had been paying her respects to Buddha, returned from Cloud Temple. Someone immediately reported that Feng Cang was going to marry Murong Qiqi. When she heard that her grandson was going to marry Murong Tai's daughter, Dongfang Lan's expression turned ugly.
Everyone knew that the Empress Dowager's daughter and son-in-law had died at the hands of Murong Tai on Mount Yandang. Now that Feng Cang had brought his enemy's daughter back, what would Dongfang Lan think?
"Has the wedding been held?" After all, she was the Empress Dowager. She had experienced great storms and waves. In one sentence, she asked the key point.
"Not yet, Empress Dowager. His Majesty's intention is to wait for you to come back from paying respects to Buddha, and then you will preside over the Southern Lin King's wedding. However, His Highness arranged for Zhao Yang Princess to stay at Tingsong Tower … "
The delicate beauty sitting in front of Dongfang Lan was Wanyan Hong's concubine, Yu Shishi. When the Empress Dowager returned to the palace, she brought the crown heir, Wanyan Jie, over to greet the Empress Dowager. At the same time, she told the Old Mistress about what happened in the capital.
"Tingsong Tower?" Hearing this, Dongfang Lan's frown deepened.
Ever since his daughter and son-in-law died, Feng Cang had occupied that place for fifteen years. Other than those closest to him, even she, the Empress, had never entered that place. Yet, he had arranged for Murong Qiqi to go there? It seemed that things were a little tricky.
Fortunately, they didn't hold a wedding, so there was still room for negotiation. As far as she was concerned, this marriage was still undecided. Murong Tai had ruined her daughter and son-in-law, and now he wanted to use his daughter to ruin her grandson? She would never agree to this no matter what!
"As long as she doesn't get married, she won't be Cang 'er's princess consort. She won't be Aijia's granddaughter-in-law!"
After hearing Dongfang Lan's words, Wanyan Baozhu finally relaxed. She shook Dongfang Lan's arm and said coquettishly, "Imperial Grandmother, this has nothing to do with Brother Cang. It was that d * mned Long Zeyu who wanted to push that woman to Brother Cang. You can't be angry with Brother Cang!"
"I know, I know what to do!" How could Wanyan Baozhu's thoughts escape Dongfang Lan's eyes? However, she had already promised Feng Cang that he would decide his own marriage, so she couldn't help Wanyan Baozhu now.
Even though Dongfang Lan had promised to marry Murong Qiqi, Dongfang Lan would never agree to it no matter what. The daughter of the enemy must not enter the Feng Family's door. This was her bottom line!
Three days later, the welcoming banquet was held as scheduled. When Murong Qiqi slowly walked down from Tingsong Tower and saw the white-robed Feng Cang, her ears couldn't help but turn red.
Ever since the two of them had unintentionally 'intimate contact' that day, Murong Qiqi had been avoiding Feng Cang on purpose.
Even if she wasn't very perceptive when it came to relationships, she could still understand Feng Cang's red eyes. This was the first time Murong Qiqi had ever felt this way, and it left her feeling a little flustered.
In her previous life, her godfather had taught her many things, be it martial arts, foreign languages, business, financial management, and how to interact with people. He had even passed on the organization to her. However, in the end, her godfather had never taught her how to control her own feelings.
Her godfather had failed in this aspect, which was why her godmother had left him. Thus, he couldn't teach her much and only told her to follow her heart.
Because of this warning, she had rejected her godbrother who had grown up with her. She had thought that even without love, their friendship would last forever. She didn't expect that her godbrother would fly into a rage and give her a fatal blow at the most crucial moment …
Now, Feng Cang's gaze was the same as when her godbrother had looked at her. However, her godbrother's gaze was more domineering and full of possessiveness, while Feng Cang's eyes were filled with sweet love.
In the end, what should he do? Murong Qiqi was a little hesitant. She didn't know anything about relationships or love. However, she could still remember the pain of being betrayed by someone she trusted.
She had once trusted her godbrother so much and treated him as the closest person in the world apart from her godfather. The two of them had grown up together, learned martial arts together, and learned together from her godfather. She had thought that such days would last forever, but the final outcome was like this …
She wondered if her enemies would laugh their heads off when they found out that the 'Demoness' who had dominated both the underworld and the underworld had died under her godbrother's gun!
"Qingqing …" Seeing that Murong Qiqi was in a daze, Feng Cang walked up to her and held her little hand in his. He had never seen Murong Qiqi like this before. She was like a flower bud in the wind, so fragile and fragile that one couldn't help but want to hold her in their arms and protect her.
"Your Highness, let's go!" Murong Qiqi lifted her head and smiled gently, but the indifference in her smile made Feng Cang's heart ache even more. What had she been through before? Who had made her like this? It seemed like he had to investigate her past …
"Let's go!"
Feng Cang looked at Murong Qiqi with even more pity. She was his. He could ignore everything that had happened in the past, but from now on, he would always be by her side! Forever!
The imperial palace of Beizhou was majestic. Although it wasn't as exquisite as the imperial palace of Xiqi, it was solemn and dignified. This was also the imperial palace of the former Qin. Twenty-five years ago, the state of Qin had been divided by three factions, becoming Xiqi, Nanfeng, and Beizhou. People used to call the vanished empire the former Qin.
"The Southern Lin Duke has arrived! The Sunshine Princess has arrived! "A thin and drawn-out voice passed through the layers of palaces and reached Taiji Palace.
Hearing that Feng Cang had arrived, the people in Taiji Palace subconsciously looked over, wanting to know what kind of consort Feng Cang had brought from Xiqi.
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