Chapter 136 Good Plays, One After Another (1/2)

“To watch a good play, we need to find a good position first. There are too many people and no good seats left. I choose a position which offers a good view, and it'll definitely make you happy.” Feng Yuran smiled evilly, and lazily leaned on the cushion on the carriage. He glanced at Mo Xuetong's beautiful face for a moment and felt frightened. Maybe it's because of Bai Yihao? His eyes suddenly darkened.

“You just saw Bai Yihao?” He raised his eyebrows and asked smilingly with bright eyes.

“Yes, why was he there?” Mo Xuetong asked honestly. She couldn't imagine why Bai Yihao showed up at this place. The Xiangman Tower was too noisy rather than elegant. Besides, it was crowded with customers. Such a noisy place could never be elegant. Bai Yihao seemed to be a person who would stay in a quiet tower, playing the zither and drinking tea. And he should never come to such a place!

“Why can't he come? That box in Xiangman Tower is saved for him all year round. Tong'er thinks he is a fairy?” Feng Yuran looked at Mo Xuetong with a half-smile. The curtains by the window were open and the moonlight reflected on his face, which blurred his profile and made him look handsome. There seemed to be something in his dark beautiful eyes.

She couldn't see clearly from her angle, but she could still tell there was unhappiness in his charming eyes! He was really… hard to please! Mo Xuetong sighed and didn't know which of her sentences was wrong. She just changed the topic.

“That was King Yan!”

She didn't say that as a question but as a fact! She had secretly observed King Yan at Baihua Banquet and just realized it was King Yan then who used to be elegant. She couldn't imagine why the calm and elegant King Yan would look so angry.

Feng Yuran didn't answer and the carriage stopped. Feng Yuran carefully put on the hood for her and then put on his too. Then he jumped out of the carriage, took her hand and led her off the carriage.

The carriage parked in front of an inn and the two rows of lanterns hanging in front of it were very conspicuous. It was quiet in front of the inn. Even if there were guests, they would definitely hang out and enjoy the lanterns. Feng Yuran led Mo Xuetong upstairs. The accountant who was calculating on an abacus behind the counter didn't even turn his head. And the waiter who was cleaning the desk with a duster on his shoulder also seemed to have ignored them. Only a clever waiter by the staircase warmly welcomed them upstairs to the top floor of the inn.

They pushed the door open and saw a splendid room with plush decorations. The beauty screen divided the whole room into two parts. There were a few books on the willow desk and several plum blossoms in the vase, which looked n.o.ble and elegant and seemed like a study of the rich.

“What are we doing here?” Mo Xuetong quietly observed everything in the room, blinked her eyes and asked strangely.

“The good play is about to begin. Hurry up.” Feng Yuran stood behind the screen and lazily asked.

Walking to the other side of the screen, she saw Feng Yuran leaning against the bed beside the window. That was a large bed, and there was a table beside the window. The waiter carefully put down the candle and brought in some tea. Then he went out with his head down and pulled the door close for them.

“Come here.” Feng Yuran waved at her with a slight smile.

Mo Xuetong got onto the bed from the other side of the table. The window had already been open, so she casually looked out through the window and got amazed with her eyes wide open. She looked at the opposite, and across a river, there were Feng Yuxuan and Ling Fengyan behind another window.

The most important thing was that she could clearly see that Ling Fengyan was almost in Feng Yuxuan's arms. They cuddled together closely and smiled.

The candle was suddenly put out and the whole room went dark. She heard Feng Yuran smiling evilly by her ears. “Where we're now is actually pretty close to Xiangman Tower. But it was not noticeable because there is a river in the middle of them, especially now when the candle is out. No one there would know we are watching secretly. And we're at the perfect position with the same building height and size.”

This position was perfect? It was of the same height? Her long eyelashes fluttered and she got shocked that he knew it all so well. Was he really an arrogant son of the rich…?

Feng Yuran seemed to have sensed Mo Xuetong's shock and said lazily in the dark, “Xiangman Tower and this inn are all mines, so I know my big brother reserves that box. And I saved it for him. Otherwise, I can't take you to see this good play!”

She didn't know why he told her all that which had nothing to do with her. These were all his secrets. Mo Xuetong had already known King Xuan who seemed useless was not as simple as he seemed, which could be shown from the way he treated the a.s.sa.s.sination. She believed if it's not for her sake, he could have dealt with it more calmly and wouldn't get himself hurt.

He was in great danger. Mo Xuetong knew clearly that if Feng Yuran was just a normal duke, he wouldn't have too much trouble. However, now, though Feng Yuran didn't mention anything, she could distinctly feel that he had been in this fight over the throne. When she thought about the position where you either lived treading on other people's lives or fell to the deepest abyss, she couldn't help but shiver.

Mo Xuetong had wanted to keep away from the fight over the throne, but now she was involved in it in such a way. She fiddled with the hem of her clothes and bit her lip in the darkness. She heard herself asking calmly, “Why?”