Chapter 299 - Lets Get Married (1/2)

In the carriage, Mo Xuetong put down the curtains.

“Are you still hungry? I’ve had people prepare dinner. I haven’t had it so can you have it with me?” Feng Yuran unwillingly averted his eyes from her face. He suddenly raised his lips in a smile and then pointed to a small chest under the tea table. “Look over there.”

Mo Xuetong’s mind was still on what she had seen and didn’t instantly react. When she realized, she found there was already a smile on his handsome face. His slim finger was right beside her, pointing at that place. Suddenly, she remembered the feeling when his hand tightly hugged her so she blushed.

To cover it up, Mo Xuetong hurriedly turned to take a few bowls of dishes from the chest under the table.

The dishes had been kept warm. When tearing open the protective thick cloth, the aroma of food permeated.

“Let’s go back!” Feng Yuran lazily said.

Instantly, the carriage drove slowly and steadily.

“You actually slept with an empty stomach and didn’t even wake up when I carried you out. I don’t know what you’ve done to exhaust yourself so much!” Coldness flashed across Feng Yuran’s eyes, and he thought inside, “People in Mo Manor really don’t how to look after her.”

“Eat some. I’ll send you home later.”

It was indeed different from her last life. He, was not Sima Lingyun!

Just now, she was comparing him with Sima Lingyun. However, they couldn’t compare at all. She had been worried that he might hurt her. Now, she found it really funny. He cared about her health, and it greatly eased her mind.

Moving the tea table over, she scooped a bowl of rice for Feng Yuran and then prepared one for herself as well. She sat aside, bit the chopsticks, and found that those should all be dishes she enjoyed. At that moment, she turned to look at him.

“This is your favorite, stir-fried vegetables in season. Have a state. It’s still warm.” Feng Yuran tidied his robe, t.i.tled his body and put a cus.h.i.+on to support himself. It was really inconvenient for him when he had injuries in his chest and stomach.

“How do you know I enjoy this?” It was stir-fried fresh bamboo shoots and they should be very rare right now. It was just in spring and they should just come on the market not long ago!

Feng Yuran’s beautiful eyes contained pride and many other kinds of affections. Darting a glance at her, he languidly said, “Isn’t it easy to know what you like?”

His words left Mo Xuetong speechless. Then, she pouted and picked up some bamboo shoots to have a taste. It was so fresh and crisp that she almost screamed.

It was a really well-cooked dish, but, most of all, the fresh bamboo shoots in season whetted her appet.i.te.

Seeing her enjoying the dish, Feng Yuran picked some more with his chopsticks and put them into her bowl, smiling. “Eat more if you like them! If you keep losing weight like this, you’ll be bony when you marry me.”

His words made Mo Xuetong blush. She didn’t say anything and just glared at him in embarra.s.sment, picking some dishes and placing them in his bowl.

Feng Yuran was a little surprised and then squinted his handsome eyes. Satisfaction filled his phoenix eyes and he quickly took a bite of the food.

It was quiet in the carriage. The atmosphere was sweet and there was an affectionate feeling in the air!

When they finished dinner, Mo Xuetong cleaned the table a bit, sat back on the couch, and gave him a handkerchief. Feng Yuran was grinning from ear to ear and wiped his mouth when the handkerchief was still held by Mo Xuetong. When she placed the handkerchief back on the table, he grabbed her hand and said, “Tong’er, how about I marry you first?”

His words startled Mo Xuetong, who raised her hand to feel his forehead in surprise and then feel hers as well.

“I mean it. Tong’er, you should just marry me first. We don’t need to live together for now. You can still be in mourning for your mother. Two is better than one when you’re in mourning. And I can stop worrying about you when I know I can take care of you. Now, things are getting messy. It’s true that your father has a high rank, but he won’t necessarily be able to protect you.” Feng Yuran pulled her white, delicate hand and pressed his cheek against it, coaxing.

“I want to protect you, but I don’t have a proper reason. Now, the Empress Dowager has targeted you and you couldn’t have explained yourself clearly just because your father hadn’t agreed on us yet. During the following days, King Ning will act more quickly and so will Eldest Brother, Third Brother, and Bai Yichen. It’s really wrong to promote you to be a princess recently. The Princess Royal wants to protect you but I’m afraid she’s stretching thin.”

He slightly squinted his eyes and coldness flashed across his eyes. He didn’t say the words in the depths of his heart. “Tong’er actually have been engaged, and she’s most likely to be engaged to…”

Such knowledge was enough to make him anxious.

No matter what happened, Tong’er would be his, and no one could take her away from him.

“I don’t think it will work!” Mo Xuetong considered and shook her head without giving an explicit answer. Recently, things indeed had happened to her one by one. In the harem, more than one had targeted her. Though Princess Royal was nice to her, as Feng Yuran had said, her ability fell short of her wishes. For instance, last time in the monkey incident involving Fifth Princess, Fifth Princess did it, but no one punished her in the end!

She could understand that, after all, she was not a real royal compared to Fifth Princess!

“Tong’er, you may rest a.s.sured that when you finish the mourning, I will explain it to Father. But I’m really worried about you now! If things like that happen again, I don’t know if I can still control myself.” Feng Yuran turned his head, affection and sorry in his black eyes obvious. He reached out to stroke her smooth air and said dejectedly, “I failed you and have let them kidnap you. I might head to the uncivilized south recently, and I’m worried that…”

The thick helplessness in his words swept away her hesitation like a gust of wind.

Moreover, the meaning of his words even made Mo Xuetong’s hair stand on end, and she instantly looked sober and alert.

In her last life, the man ruthlessly and publicly killed his mother’s family in the royal hall, then went to the uncivilized south, and had never been heard from again!

What made him commit such a crime and then exile himself in such a cruel way? How could a citizen of the central plains understand the uncivilized south? Being away from the central land meant staying away from the center of the fight over supremacy and also the throne itself. What made him so desperate that he ceased to care about anything in the Qin Kingdom?