Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
He didn’t like weaknesses.
Many people had regarded Su Muwei as his weakness and used her to threaten him.
He hated that feeling, and killed everyone who threatened him.
Including his mother.
Gu Bailu liked to threaten him, but he had never thought much of it. However… he was on the losing end this time.
They brought Mo Qian’er to Southern Glory Empire, and he even owed the Nether King a favor.
Now, he had come all the way to Southern Glory Empire.
From the moment Mo Qian’er returned to the crown prince’s residence until now, he basically hadn’t obtained anything.
And they had even played him all this time.
This made Lu Fenying feel even more suffocated.
He had never been so angry before, but why was he tolerating it now? Why did he still remain in Prince Zi’s residence?
He was going to take Mo Qian’er away tomorrow!
The next morning, Lu Fenying was waiting for Feng Qingtian at the front gate of the residence.
Feng Qingtian had just returned and was about to have a beautiful and happy breakfast with his lovely wife.
Lu Fenying was standing at the gate like a statue. He was wearing a red and white robe, and his curly hair gave him a different sort of charm. His handsome face was tense, as if he was waiting for Feng Qingtian.
Feng Qingtian got out of his carriage and walked over. “Why are you standing at the gate, Your Highness? It’s not snowing today, but it’s freezing.”
Lu Fenying looked at him with deep eyes. “I’m taking Mo Qian’er back.”
Feng Qingtian said offhandedly, “There’ll be a festival in Southern Glory Empire in a few days. It’ll be very lively. It’s rare for you to come here; why don’t you go back after the festival?”
“What festival?”
“It’s a competition, and also the day when all the noble families will select disciples. Lulu’s Gu house will also go to pick out some talents.”
Lu Fenying frowned. “I have no interest in that.”
“Qian’er will probably be interested. Who knows when she’ll come back to Southern Glory Empire after this,” Feng Qingtian said indifferently, as if he was just chatting and had no plans to stop Lu Fenying from going back.
But from his words, Lu Fenying knew that he was reluctant to let him go.
It wasn’t Feng Qingtian who was reluctant, but that woman Gu Bailu.
The competition was just an excuse.
“Mo Qian’er is too pregnant to take part in the festival.”
“If you don’t want to take part, then I won’t keep you. When do you plan to leave? It’s just that the emperor will want to send you off.”
Feng Qingtian chatted with him as they walked toward the pink cottage.
“I’ll go to the royal palace today.” Lu Fenying didn’t like social niceties, but he was clear on them. He was the ruler of a country, after all, and a banquet would definitely be held to send him off.
“Alright, I’ll go with you later. I’ll have breakfast with Lulu first.”
Feng Qingtian ignored him and walked to the pink cottage.
Gu Bailu had a habit of waiting for him for breakfast. If he didn’t come back on time, she would starve.
He didn’t want his woman to starve.
Besides, she was pregnant, and the baby couldn’t go hungry.
Lu Fenying stood there and looked at Feng Qingtian’s back. Was having breakfast with his woman something to be so happy about?
He turned around and realized that he hadn’t had breakfast either.
Thinking that, he subconsciously headed for the northern courtyard. He wondered if Mo Qian’er had already eaten.
When he arrived at the northern courtyard, the maid had just placed the serving tray on the table and Mo Qian’er was about to have breakfast.
It was a bowl of porridge, two light dishes, and a cup of milk.