Chapter 199 – Is This Lady Your Highness’s Beloved?

Chapter 199 - Is This Lady Your Highness's Beloved?

Mo Cangyan sneered, "Good that you know!"

Song Qianxue was still immersed in the beautiful dream Mo Cangyan had spun for her, so elated that she felt like she could fly.

"I was too hasty!"

"In that case, I won't disturb His Majesty now. The congee is on the table; remember to have it!"

"I understand!"

With that, Song Qianxue left Zijin Hall cheerfully, lifting her skirt as she went.

Watching her go, Mo Cangyan looked at the congee on the table with disdain.

"Throw away this congee, bowl and all!"

Seeing the Emperor who had just been uttering sweet nothings now wear a look of disgust, Zhou Ninghai immediately stepped forward to take the bowl away.

The Empress had passed away, and now he dared not do anything that would displease the Emperor.

Mo Cangyan took out the jade pendant that Feng Xiyao had once thrown back at him, gently stroking it with his hand.

She had always been greedy for wealth; he had intended to bury her with the pendant, but it was something she had worn close to her heart. He couldn't bear to part with it.

If he buried it with her, he would have no remnant of her memory left.

If he had known she would leave, he would never have allowed her to depart in anger.

Was she punishing him? Now, she didn't even appear in his dreams.

Gazing at the jade pendant in his hand, Mo Cangyan's eyes unknowingly welled up with tears.

"Soon, very soon. Once Murong is gone, I'll find a way to come to you!"

Mo Cangyan remembered that Feng Xiyao had come from a distant world. Since her soul had arrived here, it must have returned to her original world by now.

He had already secretly dispatched people to the Three Kingdoms in search of extraordinary individuals. Soon, he would be able to meet Feng Xiyao once more.

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On the other side.

In the mansion, Feng Xiyao, who had been enjoying good food and rest, sneezed. She lazily crawled up from the grassy ground.

The days were so leisurely that she almost hesitated to leave their tranquility.

Yet, she was also aware that she was being used by Shangguan Beiyuan to threaten Mo Cangyan. The mere thought of being a pawn to coerce that man stirred a wave of guilt within her.

Reflecting on how they reached this point, it seemed to stem from colossal misunderstandings. She didn't clarify, and Mo Cangyan wasn't inclined to listen.

Yet, apart from that, she truly loathed the idea of seeing Mo Cangyan exchange flirtatious glances with Song Qianxue.

She didn't wish for her husband to harbor feelings for another woman besides herself.

It seemed she and Mo Cangyan were genuinely incompatible. His status wouldn't permit him to be devoted solely to her.

Now that everyone believed she was dead, so be it.

When she managed to escape, she would sever all ties with anyone.

Lian recalled the Sixth Prince's instructions and watched Feng Xiyao closely every day, fearing that she might slip away.

However, while she could prevent Feng Xiyao from leaving, she overlooked the possibility of someone entering.

Princess An Ran, Liu Nianci, was aware that her cousin had suddenly brought back a woman and even accommodated her within his mansion.

This was something she could not tolerate. Her cousin belonged to her, and she wouldn't permit anyone to come between them.

With this in mind, she stepped down from her carriage and stormed into the mansion, her anger evident.

The guards at the entrance were accustomed to her capricious temper and dared not stop her.

Feng Xiyao had climbed up a rockery, planning to use it as a stepping stone to scale the wall. But a sharp voice startled her, causing her to jump.

Looking up, Liu Nianci saw the figure above her and let out a terrified scream.

"Ahh, who are you? What do you want?"

With great effort, Feng Xiyao had finally managed to fend off Lian, and now all she yearned for was to escape swiftly.

Yet, her attempt was disrupted when someone below startled her, causing her to slip and fall - right onto Liu Nianci, knocking the woman unconscious.

Lian, upon seeing Liu Nianci lying motionless on the ground, panicked and rushed over.

"Princess An Ran, wake up!"

The surrounding maidservants were in a frenzy, hurriedly lifting Liu Nianci into a room and summoning a physician to assess her injuries.

Feng Xiyao's fall was cushioned by a soft landing, thus she sustained no significant injuries and was able to leap about unscathed.

Observing the panic among the crowd, she hurried over, guessing that the person she had accidentally bumped into must hold some considerable status.

Sure enough, upon learning that Liu Nianci had been knocked unconscious, Shangguan Beiyuan rushed into the room in a fluster.

Spotting Feng Xiyao standing nearby, he let out a resigned sigh.

"Make way, Your Highness will handle this!"

He helped Liu Nianci up, cradling her in his arms, then meticulously fed her the medicine.

"..."

Observing Shangguan Beiyuan's unprecedented attentiveness, Feng Xiyao playfully poked A Lian, who was standing by.

"Aren't this lady and your prince a love interest to each other?"

A Lian slightly furrowed her brows, unsure of how to respond.

After all, it was common knowledge in Yudu that Princess An Ran was infatuated with the Sixth Prince, but he seemed to have little affection for her in return.

To call her his love interest wouldn't be accurate!

Thoughtfully, A Lian replied, "She is Princess An Ran, the betrothed fiancée of our prince!"

Feng Xiyao, unaware of their connection, nodded understandingly.

"No wonder Shangguan Beiyuan is so anxious; they're a young couple in love!"

"..."

Having accidentally knocked out the object of his affection, Feng Xiyao felt somewhat awkward facing Shangguan Beiyuan.

When he emerged from tending to Liu Nianci, Feng Xiyao promptly apologized to him.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally knocked out the person you have feelings for!"

Upon hearing the words "the one he has feelings for," Shangguan Beiyuan's face flushed red as he angrily retorted.

"What feelings for? Who told you that?!"

Feng Xiyao frowned. "Isn't it true? You seem very concerned about that girl, even being cautious when giving her medicine!"

Shangguan Beiyuan immediately refuted her. "I only see her as a sister. How could I possibly like her? She's definitely not my beloved, don't go around spreading nonsense!"

"..."

Seeing how eager he was to distance himself, Feng Xiyao was filled with confusion.

It was unclear what games this man was playing. If he liked her, then so be it. Would she mock him for it?

Not wanting to delve deeper into the matter, Shangguan Beiyuan changed the subject.

He gave her another one of his enigmatic, mocking smiles. "Seems like you're truly stubborn. Even though you've arrived in Country Zheng, you're still thinking of escaping!"

Each time she tried to escape, Feng Xiyao found herself caught by him, causing her face to flush with embarrassment.

This man was mocking her!

She huffed coldly. "You captured me, yet you don't allow me to try and escape?"

"Then go ahead and try. See if you can actually make it out!"

With that, Shangguan Beiyuan turned and left.

His guards surrounded the estate; there was no way she could escape.

Shangguan Beiyuan had no intention of telling her this, for fear of crushing her hopes all at once – that wouldn't do!

Let her scale walls if she wishes, as long as she remains unharmed; otherwise, it would be difficult to account to Mo Cangyan.

...

With Mo Cangyan's affirmation, Song Qianxue couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

Upon returning to Weiyang Palace, she found Murong lounging nonchalantly on a luxurious chair, an air of contentment about him.

"You're finally back!"

Upon seeing Murong, Song Qianxue hastily shut the door and asked anxiously, "Why did you suddenly show up?"

Murong replied, "Naturally, I have an important matter to discuss with you!"

He had been enjoying his time outside lately. Upon hearing the news of Feng Xiyao's demise, he promptly returned.

His gaze turned cold.

"Feng Xiyao is dead – was that you?"