Chapter 500 - Transfer the Anger on Others, the Wrath that Cannot Be Quenched (2/2)

Sensing the warm smell of the medicine in the bathroom, Mo Xuetong felt a little more comfortable in her chest. The sensation of suffocation in the chest eased slightly. She felt herself being put into the water. After her clothes were taken off, she was surrounded by warm water. She tugged feebly at his wet clothes and she fell into a deep sleep again.

She wanted to ask him to go out, for such a bath would not be good for him, but she had no strength.

Feng Yuran held Mo Xuetong and ma.s.saged her in the steaming bath. He did not stop until she slowly regained some of her color. Then they lingered for an hour or so before he picked her up. He changed himself, wrapped her in a large dry towel, and carried her out.

At the door, Mo Ye walked forward and offered. “Your Highness, let me serve My Lady.”

Feng Yuran looked at Mo Xuetong, whose face grew normal. With a sigh of relief, he put Mo Xuetong carefully into Mo Ye’s arms. “Give her another ma.s.sage after two hours to let the qi and blood flow smoothly and the medicine spread out.”

“Okay, got it.” Mo Ye took Mo Xuetong and the order and went into the main yard from behind with Mo Lan.

Feng Yuran turned around and strode off to the Jinwei Pavilion with several people.

When he mounted the tall building and sat down on a large chair, he turned up his thin, angular lips, and his handsome eyes were as cold as the ice of thousands of years. “Have you found out?” he asked.

Feng Yue stepped forward and answered, “Your Highness, there were too many people in the Empress’ palace at that time, including Consort Yan’s people. Even Ling Rui’er was there. There were also the Emperor’s men. So most of those people were from the palace. It’s really hard to find.”

“How did the Empress think of asking Tong’er to come to the palace?” At this time, Feng Yuran was cold and domineering, like a sword hidden in its scabbard, making others dare not to look straight at him. There was a lot of trouble at the King Yan’s Manor, but it had nothing directly to do with Mo Xuetong. She was now the royal daughter-in-law, his wife. How did this get onto her?

Why did the Empress suddenly think of Tong’er and send someone to take her to the palace?

“I heard that the Empress hurried to the Emperor’s Qianqing Palace after receiving a letter from King Yan’s Manor. When she was on the way, the Emperor ordered the matter to be handled by the Empress. At that time the Empress did not seem to be looking for Her Lady, but she met Imperial n.o.ble Consort Wen on the way. The two of them talked for a while. Then the Empress sent someone to find Her Lady into the palace before she returned to her palace,” Feng Yue answered with a bow.

He secretly regretted he didn’t say more, leading to the occurrence of a lot of things which had provoked King Xuan, but who knew Imperial n.o.ble Consort Wen who had always been low-key would involve herself in this matter? And she hinted to remind the Empress to bring Her Lady down.

“Pay close attention to the behavior of Imperial n.o.ble Consort Wen and watch Sixth Princess.” There was an air of awe in Feng Yuran’s aura, and on his handsome face, his black eyes slightly narrowed with a disdainful coldness, dazzling and charming.

Imperial n.o.ble Consort Wen was like an invisible person in the palace, and she never intervened in the affairs in and out of the palace. It could be said that she was the most aloof from worldly affairs in the palace. Her daughter, the Sixth Princess, was not so arrogant as the Fifth Princess, just like her mother, and was known in the palace as a kind and gentle person. Among princesses, she was known for her modesty and wisdom.

If Feng Yuran had not been watching Imperial n.o.ble Consort Wen for a long time, he really did not know that she had a secret. Moreover, the Sixth Princess had already had the object of her affection, but whether it was Imperial n.o.ble Consort Wen or the Sixth Princess, they did not reveal the slightest difference. Even as she watched the man she loved marry, the Sixth Princess continued to smile. It must be said that the mother-daughter pair’s tactics were superb, far more than the Empress’ could match.

“Yes,” responded Feng Yue.

“Are you all set?” Feng Yuran asked.

“Everything has been arranged according to your orders.” Feng Yue answered more respectfully, observed a moment of silence for those who had annoyed King Xuan, and again told himself that the woman who was in the center yard was King Xuan’s beloved woman, and that he should be more respectful to her at ordinary times.

“What about the woman in the backyard?” Feng Yuran raised his eyebrows. This time he asked the butler w.a.n.g Fu.

The butler knew what Feng Yuran was asking. He thought for a moment and answered, “She still hides in her own yard. She always says that she is not well, so she doesn’t come out to meet people.”

“After a while, find a suitable opportunity to spread the news. I’ll see if she can still be so quiet.” Feng Yuran was full of murderous rage, and the light in his eyes was getting colder and colder.

“I’ll do it right away.” Knowing that King Xuan was very angry at this time and wanted to vent his anger on others, the butler did not dare to say more.

Before Feng Yuran turned to him, Shen Kun said with a wry smile on his face, “Your Highness, I’m afraid it is difficult to find the medicine. I have not heard from the one who was sent to the Yan Kingdom.”

Feng Yuran looked a little more thoughtful. After a while he said, “Keep a closer eye on Bai Yihao.” The thought of Bai Yihao bothered him. Although the man did not do something, Feng Yuran knew that he had been coveting Mo Xuetong. Of course he was in a bad mood when his woman was coveted by other men.

In the middle of the night, Mo Xuetong was woken up by the noisy voices. When she woke up, she p.r.i.c.ked up her ears to listen, and slightly moved, a little worried.

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