Chapter 597 - Threats, Two Princes Lost Their Fortune (2/2)

“What precious herbs do you have? Forget it!” Feng Yuran slapped Feng Yuzhen’s hand away in disbelief as Feng Yuzhen was about to grab him, his eyes averting to the flower bed again. “There…”

“I still have ginseng that is over 1,000 years old. If you want it, I will send it over in a while.” Feng Yuzhen gritted his teeth and stopped him from saying.

“Yes, I also have newly gotten a piece of colorful glossy ganoderma, which is perfect for building up Consort Xuan’s health,” Feng Yuxuan also hurriedly cut in.

“The ginseng over 1,000 years old and a piece of colorful glossy ganoderma, really?” Feng Yuran’s attention was finally drawn back. He looked at them with bright eyes, looking impatient. “Brothers, you’re really good to me. Sent people to get it here in a while. Tong’er is not in good shape, and needs them to nourish her body.”

“Okay, don’t worry, it will be delivered here in a while.” Feng Yuzhen was actually reluctant to give the herb to Feng Yuran. He shuddered, raised his eyes and couldn’t help looking at the Empress Dowager sitting high. He had tried his best and spent one year to get the treasure. He originally wanted to send this treasure to the palace and thought it could extend her grandmother’s life span by a few years, but now it was robbed by Feng Yuran all of a sudden. He was really distressed.

Feng Yuxuan was also distressed at first. Treasure that could prolong life could not get through seeking. In this life, he may not be able to see the next one. He originally wanted to use it when he was in danger. However, he felt relieved and put on a faint smile on his face. “Okay, Eighth Brother, don’t worry, I will ask someone to send it to King Xuan’s Manor in a while.”

Anyway, this colorful glossy ganoderma would be eaten by Mo Xuetong. He was willing to send it to her!

Feng Yuran’s face showed an evil smile, and pulled the two tense men by their sleeves to sit down again. Before they knew it, Feng Yuxuan and Feng Yuzhen had stood up. Seeing their aggrieved look, Feng Yuran felt a little better than before. Originally, he only changed the topic mentioned by Crown Prince Xieyue and didn’t expect to have this benefit. If Tong’er had such good herbs, the poison in her body would be suppressed even if it could not be solved for the time being.

What a surprise! He would like to accept it!

“Your Highness, the third daughter of Sir Mo married King Yan as his consort?” Sitting beside, Crown Prince Xieyue finally came to himself. The hand on his lap tightly pinched his leg to keep himself being conscious. Just when Feng Yuran said those words, his heart felt cold and painful.

King Yan misunderstood that she had an affair with another man and it happened in the Puguang Temple. Did it refer to him? King Yan executed her because of this. The cool and intelligent face kept flas.h.i.+ng in front of Xieyue’s eyes. When he thought of her in the past, he only felt happy, and this time, he galloped out to the capital in order to meet her soon.

However, she was dead!

How could she die? How could such a pretty girl die? And it was Feng Yulei who killed her. A chill of anger flashed in Xieyue’s eyes!

His brain was buzzing and he couldn’t hear what the people beside him were saying, and didn’t see everything in front of him clearly. It took a long time to recover, but he asked with difficulty.

“Yeah, do you know her, Crown Prince Xieyue?” Feng Yuxuan asked strangely all of a sudden. Was it okay in the Southern Barbarian Lands to ask about an unrelated woman casually?

“No. It’s just that Sir Mo had talked with me when he escorted us to come into the city. He was quite proud of his daughter. I didn’t expect that Sir Mo’s daughter was so miserable and died unfairly. Will an apology from Consort Yan settle the matter?” Xieyue suppressed the waves of chills and pain in his heart, and took a deep breath and explained with a smile.

This time, the spearhead to greet the envoy of the Southern Barbarian Lands was Mo Huawen’s subordinates. Feng Yuxuan couldn’t find any fault, but the matter between King Yan and Mo Xueqiong was not simple as it looked on the surface. Besides, she was involved, so Feng Yuxuan really didn’t want to say more about it. He casually said, “Well, Consort Yan has already apologized. Would she have to pay for it with life?”

Feng Yuxuan said in a light tone and didn’t feel sorry for her at all. Xieyue was so angry that he almost stood up and patted the table to vent his anger. He was not in good condition, so he always paid attention to self-cultivation and rarely got angry. At this point, he felt that his temples throbbed suddenly, seemingly about to burst. He stared fiercely at Feng Yuxuan. The latter was confused, not knowing when he had offended the Crown Prince.

“Prince Xieyue, don’t worry, there will be another evil person to deal with the evil people. The young lady of the Mo family will not die in vain. There will always be someone to prove her innocence. Consort Yan has cleared her name! And my third brother has been grounded days ago. I heard that since you are here this time, Consort Yan came here specially.” Feng Yuran pointed to You Yue’e who was sitting high with a smile in his eyes, and then turned his head to Feng Yuzhen leisurely, saying, “I heard that her leg was broken, but she looks good. If I don’t know about it, I really can’t tell.”

Xieyue suppressed the anger in his black eyes, and looked at Consort Yan You Yue’e above with cold eyes. He carefully sized her up for a while, as if to carve her in his head. On the other side, You Yuecheng, who was oblivious to what was going on, picked up the wine cup in hand, and followed the direction where Crown Prince Xieyue’s eyes were looking. Looking at his sister, he frowned.

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