Chapter 606 - The Plan, Feng Yurans Means (2/2)

“However, now Princess Caifeng is disfigured and has something to do with Feng Yulei. Feng Yulei wants to marry Caifeng to increase his power, but Caifeng wants to marry me. This will definitely lead to conflict. If Caifeng’s reputation is about to be ruined, she couldn’t marry anyone. Then, the marriage between the Southern Barbarian Lands and the Qin Kingdom will also be ruined!”

Feng Yuran gently caressed the top of Mo Xuetong’s head with his hand with a dangerous glint in his dark eyes. His thin lips curled up slightly as he uttered darkly, “Hu Qianyue and the Third Prince of the Southern Barbarian Lands have their own plans. The marriage between the two countries will not succeed no matter which prince it is. It is a pity that they have forgotten Crown Prince Xieyue and the Qin Kingdom. They really think that they’re so powerful that they can ignore the Qin Kingdom.”

How dare they set up him and the Qin Kingdom? Feng Yuran wondered whether the Third Prince of the Southern Barbarian Lands could retreat after he did it.

“Then who is the right person for Princess Caifeng to marry?” Mo Xuetong rolled her eyes and immediately understood that it would be beneficial for Feng Yuran when Princess Caifeng married into the Qin Kingdom. However, it would be difficult to choose the right prince for her to marry.

“Isn’t Feng Yuzhen now without a wife? It’s appropriate for him to marry Princess Caifeng. Now he is the weakest one. I have to help this cousin so that Empress Dowager won’t feel uncomfortable and cause other troubles,” Feng Yuran lazily said and a meaningful smile appeared in the corner of his slanting eyes.

Feng Yuran wanted Princess Caifeng to marry Feng Yuzhen? Mo Xuetong paused and could not help but ask, “What about Consort Yu? And he might not be that anxious to marry Princess Caifeng.”

In fact, Feng Yuzhen was not really weak. As Consort Yu was pregnant, it was absolutely possible for him to turn the tables in the end. Although he also wanted to marry Princess Caifeng, he was clearly not in a hurry. With such a secret card, it was still difficult to urge him to directly have a conflict with Feng Yulei.

“It is time for the baby in Consort Yu’s womb to be born.” Feng Yuran’s smile grew even bigger when he heard Mo Xuetong mentioning Consort Yu. He said leisurely, “The imperial harem is in such a mess right now. So many people want to see Consort Yu to lose the child in her womb. Even though the Empress Dowager has always been protecting Consort Yu, the Empress is the mistress. There would always be a time when the Empress Dowager fails to protect Consort Yu.”

Mo Xuetong fell silent for a moment. Then she bit her lips and looked up at Feng Yuran. “Princess Caifeng?”

Mo Xuetong did not feel sorry for Consort Yu at all. After rebirth, she had already understood that meaningless kindness would only cause her and the person she cared about to be doomed eternally. It was not the first time that Consort Yu had tried to hurt her. Furthermore, Consort Yu’s fate had already been decided. Since she dared to cuckold the Emperor, she had to bear the consequences.

It wasn’t that others had not done anything to her; it was just that the time hadn’t come!

Feng Yuran gave a gale of lazy laughter as he found that Mo Xuetong had understood what he meant. He kissed her forehead lightly, but his eyes grew cold as he stopped smiling. “Losing Lian An’s power, Consort Zhao desperately needs to work with others as well. The Empress seems to be very weak. Coupled with what happened at the palace banquet, there is an estrangement between the two of them. The main pillar Consort Zhao can find right now is the Empress Dowager.”

Feng Yuran’s eyes fell on a thick pile of papers beside the window. There was the news He Yufen got from Jiangnan. The two had read it just now. Consort Zhao was really the woman sent by the He family to compete for favor with Consort Xian. She once was a young prost.i.tute born in a brothel. Since she looked like Consort Xian, the He family found her and sent her to the palace.

Consort Zhao had been in love with Lian An who was a poor scholar at that time. However, they didn’t have enough money to redeem her. When they were left with nothing to do, the He family redeemed her. Since the He family found that Lian An was also talented, they supported him and sent him to the capital to take the exam so that he and Consort Zhao could help each other.

He Yufen was not very clear about what happened after that. But, one thing was certain: in the year of Consort Xian’s death, the He family had secretly sent poison to the palace. Feng Yuran had already gotten someone to test the poison. It was very likely to be the poison that killed Consort Xian. That was to say, Consort Xian seemed to have been killed by the Empress on the surface, but in fact, it was Consort Zhao who had done it.

In order to seize the Emperor’s favor, Consort Zhao had indeed poisoned Consort Xian.

Mo Xuetong was quiet. She caressed Feng Yuran’s handsome face gently with her fingers as her eyes were filled with pity. Feng Yuran had lost his mother when he was so young and he even had almost lost his life. Then, he had to leave the palace and had nearly led a wandering life. And now he had lost the protection of his mother’s family. Thinking of this, Mo Xuetong felt that he indeed had a hard time.

It was all caused by Consort Zhao and the He family. No wonder Feng Yuran hated the He family so much in Mo Xuetong’s past life. Not only did the He family and Consort Zhao have no blood relations with him, but they also had killed his mother. How could he not hate and be angry? And now it was indeed the best time to avenge his mother, and Consort Zhao was indeed the best candidate.

She was the Emperor’s favored consort, and so was Consort Yu. It was normal for Consort Zhao to hate Consort Yu because of jealousy, and then took some vicious means to deal with her. That way, the Emperor could see more clearly about her, who had always been delicate and weak, and it could make him suspicious about what had happened in the past. Feng Yuran could not say too much about those matters, and he had to ask the Emperor to investigate them. What was more, the connection between Lian An and Consort Zhao had never stopped, so how could it be clean between them? If one looked into it carefully from that point, they would definitely find more clues.

“Alright, then let them fight against each other.” Mo Xuetong nodded as her eyes sparked like starlight. Then she gave a sweet smile. “They like to plot against others anyway, so just let them plot against each other.”

After that, Mo Xuetong put her arms around Feng Yuran’s waist and leaned her head against his st.u.r.dy chest.

Now that G.o.d had given her a chance to be reborn and allowed her to meet him and fall in love with him, then they were inextricably linked. She was willing to give anything for all of this.

“Tong’er! Don’t worry. We will be together forever.” Feng Yuran’s gentle voice carried lazy fatigue. He lifted her chin gently and looked at her beautiful face that was right before his eyes, especially her lips, which were as beautiful as flowers. Then he planted a gentle, long kiss on her lips…

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