Chapter 242 - On the Roof-Entering Private Property at Night (1/2)

How could the Princess Royal do so much for her? Mo Xuetong looked up in confusion and shock. Feng Yuran’s gaze could not help but land on her face. The two stood extremely close to each other. They were so close that he could see her flawless pale face. His gaze could not help but fall upon her eyes, forehead, and lips. It felt as if a thousand years had pa.s.sed in those seconds.

Mo Xuetong retracted her hand, wanting to pull her hands from his grasp. However, she realized that he was holding her really tightly. It was so tight that she could not go against him. His eyes were extremely deep and dark in the moonlight. He looked straight at her, without hiding anything. Their gazes met and it was as if she had received a message. A complicated c.o.c.ktail of emotions surged up from within her. It was as if there was something growing subconsciously.

Mo Xuetong felt very shy and also very annoyed. She glared at him angrily and tugged her hand out of his grasp.

“Don’t worry. I will take you to do something important today.” He said softly with a smile on his lips.

“It’s so late, what kind of important thing could it be? It’s not like it’s the night of the 15th.” Mo Xuetong said reluctantly. Her face was flaming red it was as if she had been burned by a fire. She did not know what to say to him. It was so late, was he going to take her out like the last time. It was the 15th of the month tomorrow and there were no lanterns to see.

“Tong’er, are you saying that you want to look at lanterns with me on the 15th?” Feng Yuran’s eyes lit up and his smile grew lazy and devilish. However, one could see that the smile hidden in his eyes was sincere and gentle. Who would have thought that the devilishly charming man would be so gentle?

“Who wants to look at lanterns with you?” Mo Xuetong realized that she had messed up then and glared at him in annoyance and shyness. This man was really even more shameless.

“You, of course. But the First Prince of Yan Kingdom would probably arrive tomorrow night. Father will definitely set up a banquet in the palace tomorrow and I won’t be able to escape even if I want to. How about we string up lanterns ourselves to admire next time?” Feng Yuran said seriously as his gaze suddenly grew solemn. A crafty glint flashed in his eyes.

“Who’s going to string lanterns with you in the future? You can admire the lanterns yourself.” Mo Xuetong was so shy that she did not know what to do. However, he was still holding her hands and she could not wrench her hands out of his grasp no matter what. Her face was so red she felt as if she was burning. Even her powerful words sounded weak to her. She tried hard to wrench her hands from his.

Her expression was one of shyness and annoyance. She suddenly felt that he was too much. While she had no choice but to say yes to him due to circ.u.mstances, the two of them truly had nothing going on. He had looked down on her was treating her like the other women out there. This thought suddenly rushed through her mind.

She blinked and suddenly felt aggrieved. She shook his hand off forcefully and said angrily, almost crying, “You, let go!”

Feng Yuran had been looking at Mo Xuetong with a hidden smile and was listening to her every word seriously. He saw the tears in her eyes. Those bright large eyes misted over and her long lashes fluttered. Her mouth was slightly parted and she seemed as if she was so annoyed she was going to cry. His heart clenched and he could not help but let her go.

“Don’t. Don’t be angry. I really am here for business. You’ll definitely be able to vent your anger later.” Feng Yuran coaxed her immediately in gentle tones. “Tong’er, you’re not allowed to be angry at me.”

“Go, I don’t want to vent.” Mo Xuetong turned around, not daring to look at his beautiful eyes. They were so deep that she could not see what was s.h.i.+ning in them. She felt her face heat up and her heart racing. She did not dare to delve any deeper subconsciously.

“Tong’er, it’ll allow you to vent your anger. I’ll take you somewhere to look at something. You’ll definitely feel better.” Feng Yuran’s voice was so soft and gentle it was like the murmur between lovers.

Mo Xuetong truly did not understand. He had emphasized many times that he would take her to vent her anger. She was angry but even she did not know who to vent her anger on, how would he? While he definitely knew what happened today, she did not know what he was planning.

“Tong’er, I really found it for you to vent. Come, put this on.” He turned around and picked up the fox leather cape Mo Lan had kept in a corner and pa.s.sed it to Mo Xuetong. He said temptingly, “I guarantee that you will feel refreshed and won’t feel angry again after you see it.”

Mo Xuetong looked at him doubtfully. However, the tears in her eyes abated slightly.

“It’s true. I promise not to make you angry and it will definitely make you happy.” He looked at her. She still looked slightly upset. “When have I ever lied to you?”

Had he never lied to her? He had fooled with her since the first time they met. Was that not a lie?

Mo Xuetong felt angry once more by his pestering. She recalled what happened in the past. When had he lied to her? The first time they met, the second time, the third time… it was uncountable.

“I don’t want to vent. I want to sleep.” Mo Xuetong recalled what happened in the past and pushed the cape that he handed her away in annoyance.

“Tong’er, go with me…” Feng Yuran suddenly said with warmth in his eyes.

Mo Xuetong was furious at his impoliteness. Her face flushed red again. She was both shy and furious, she looked rather enraged. She said, “If you talk to me like this again, then don’t come again. I shan’t be bothered with you again.”

He was used to teasing her that he really treated her as someone he could tease. An inexplicable annoyance filled her. She thought of how he used to tease others like this and how he was treating her the same way and was immediately annoyed. He picked up a cus.h.i.+on beside her and hit him forcefully.

Then, he realized that he was the extremely devilish King Xuan and immediately sobered up. She swallowed but still appeared to be angry. She intended to try to outmaneuver him with his aura. However, her wandering eyes revealed her weakness.

Feng Yuran’s expression grew dark after being hit. He looked at Mo Xuetong and did not speak.

Mo Xuetong grew fl.u.s.tered. He would not be so petty, would he!

However, this prince had always been arrogant and impolite. He might not even do Emperor Zongwen a favor.

Mo Xuetong’s eyes darted away, looking anxious. She backed away subconsciously. He wouldn’t really be angry, would he!