"Prince Qin, what do you feel about your woman doing such shameless and disgraceful things?"
"Hahaha! Do you feel like you’ve failed as a man? Do you want to kill that woman in a fit of anger?"
Zhen Fantong was smug and arrogant, even applauding his own cleverness and wit.
Look, not only did he humiliate Nangong Mo, but he also drove a wedge between him and that wretched girl! What’s this called?
A counter-scheme! Using a borrowed knife to kill!
He really is a wise man with profound knowledge!
Yun Ran was so disgusted, it felt like she had stepped on a toad, making her extremely uneasy.
Just as she was about to go over and beat him up so badly his own father wouldn’t recognize him, Feng Xuan was already ahead of her, moving like an arrow from the string, appearing instantly in front of Zhen Fantong, lifting him up with one hand like a chick.
Zhen Fantong was so terrified that his soul felt like it was leaving him, flailing his hands, "What, what, what are you doing? Let go of this young master now!"
Feng Xuan looked at him as if he were a dead man, swung his long arm, and Zhen Fantong flew out with a ’swish’, hurtling towards Lotus Lake.
With a loud crash, waves several meters high splashed up from the lake, scaring the fish away in all directions.
Lady Zhen rushed to the shore, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Quick! Quickly save the princely heir! Everyone go save him!"
The guards she brought rushed to the lakeside, ready to jump in and rescue him.
The sound of a sword being drawn, the clang of metal, Feng Xuan stood on the lakeshore with a sword in hand, his cold eyes sweeping over the crowd.
"Anyone who crosses the line, dies."
A powerful and terrifying murderous aura emanated from him, a presence that had been honed by the battlefield and the bloodshed of countless battles, instilling fear in others.
Though numerous, the guards were intimidated by Feng Xuan’s aura and dared not step forward for a while.
Zhen Fantong finally managed to float up from beneath the water, spitting out several mouthfuls of water, coughing and crying for help as he called out to his parents.
Lady Zhen was both furious and anxious, watching her beloved son thrashing about in the water, constantly choking and in danger of drowning at any moment, couldn’t help but shout in anger:
"Prince Qin, what on earth are you trying to do? Even if you’re a prince, you can’t act so lawlessly and treat human life so cheaply!!!"
Lin Qianqiu wiped the sweat from his forehead with a hand, immediately pleading, "Your Highness Prince Qin, please calm down! Even if the princely heir has done wrong, he doesn’t deserve to die!"
Nangong Mo glanced at him indifferently, his gaze cold and devoid of any warmth, "Is he dead?"
Lin Qianqiu, shaken by Nangong Mo’s glance, instinctively lowered his head, angry yet not daring to speak out.
The person isn’t dead yet, but if this continues...
If anything happens to him at the Minister Mansion, he’d have no way to explain to the Ding’an Marquis Mansion!
Thinking of this, Lin Qianqiu hurriedly walked to Yun Ran, chiding quietly, "Aren’t you going to persuade Prince Qin to stop? Do you want to cause a death? Hmm? This is all because of you, you wretched girl!"
Yun Ran scornfully rolled her eyes at him, "You’re the wretched one! Your whole family is wretched!"
"You! You’re going to make me die of anger!"
"Then why don’t you hurry up and die?"
Lin Qianqiu was so exasperated he couldn’t speak, his face turning blue.
Watching Zhen Fantong in the water, repeatedly coming up—going down—drinking water—spitting water—crying for help, Yun Ran felt her pent-up frustration slightly relieved.
[That disgusting thing, where did he get the confidence to say I seduced him?! Am I blind or is my brain flooded? I should have broken his legs in the first place!]
[He’s just an ugly weirdo! If you were to seduce, you should be seducing Nangong Mo instead!]
Yun Ran was choked for a moment, twitching the corners of her mouth helplessly, [Be quiet! You shameless bird!]
[By the way, do you really not covet his good looks and figure?]