Chapter 356 (1/2)

Chapter 356: Shopping in the Imperial City

“Don't you see the similarity between the boy and Gentleman Feng?” the maid who had been taking care of Jun Huang said.

Another maid considered Jun Hao and marveled, “I didn't notice before you pointed it out, but you're right.”

Jun Hao looked at them owlishly and asked, “Who is Gentleman Feng?”

One of the maids covered a laugh. “He's the prince's favorite.”

Jun Hao stilled. Did Nan Xun have an old lover he couldn't forget? He widened his eyes at the maids and covered his anger, putting on an innocent look. “Is Gentleman Feng a good looking man? I'd like to see him.”

“Apologies, young master. Gentleman Feng disappeared awhile ago. We don't know why, but after that the prince hadn't given anyone his attention… until the young lady came. She does look somewhat like Gentleman Feng.”

The maid sighed, remembering the young, graceful man.

Jun Hao boiled with rage. Nan Xun must have considered Jun Haung a subst.i.tute! In a fit of anger, he shot to his feet and excused himself, rus.h.i.+ng to the study to argue with Nan Xun.

Nan Xun was reading a book. He looked up at Jun Hao in surprise. “Why are you here?”

“Who is Gentleman Feng? What's your relations.h.i.+p with him? The servants said that he looked like my sister. Is my sister his subst.i.tute?” Jun Hao bombarded Nan Xun with a barrage of questions, staring at Nan Xun with cold, piercing eyes, very much unlike his usual amicable self.

Nan Xun chuckled, realizing what had happened. He walked up to Jun Hao, who glared at him fearlessly.

“You came without knowing the full story, but I don't blame you. I'm glad you're worried about Jun Haung.” He patted Jun Hao on the shoulder.

With a frown, Jun Hao took a step back. “What do you mean? What do you take my sister for?”

“She's the woman I love, of course,” Nan Xun said with an amused smile. “Do you know who Feng Baiyu is?”

Jun Hao widened his eyes. “Feng… Feng Baiyu is my sister's alias. That's the Gentleman Feng they were talking about? Then why would they belittle my sister?”

Nan Xun sighed and explained gently, “There's a reason her ident.i.ty isn't explained. It's Jun Huang's decision, and she doesn't want you to know. Besides, they aren't going to hurt Jun Huang in any way. It's better for us to let go.”

Jun Hao scowled. He knew Nan Xun was right, but Nan Xun's lack of concerns bothered him. He scoffed and walked away.

Nan Xun sighed in resignation, watching Jun Hao go.

Jun Hao sought out the maids and asked them to tell him about Feng Baiyu. They a.s.sumed the boy was merely interested in the strategist's stories. They told him what they knew.

Jun Hao was fascinated. If only he could see Jun Huang as Feng Baiyu himself! The idea took root in his heart and grew. He paced around, unable to quiet his mind. He wanted to seek Jun Huang out immediately, but he managed to stop himself. Jun Huang needed her rest.

He spent his time with the servants the next few days, asking them for more stories about Feng Baiyu. He even applauded when the story was particularly gripping.

Jun Huang happened to see Jun Hao and a group of servants in the back garden today. Oleg Cragfiend had told her to get some fresh air every now and then. She frowned, but didn't approach them. Jun Hao, on the other hand, spotted her from afar.

As soon as Jun Huang returned to her room, Jun Hao snuck in. With one hand on the door, he looked around to make sure Nan Xun wasn't around before closing the door with a sigh of relief. “What are you doing, sister? Are you feeling better?”

“I am.” Jun Haung waved him over and wiped his forehead with a handkerchief. She pushed the plate of snacks toward him, motioning for him to have some.

“Sister, can you go out with me later?” Jun Hao asked hopefully, looking up at her with big eyes.

Jun Huang paused and met his pleading gaze. Jun Hao must have gotten bored. She chuckled. “Of course. We'll have Yin Yun follow us.”

Jun Hao cheered. After some hesitation, he said, “I hear that sister has been disguised as a handsome man before. You're too pretty, sister. Why don't you dress as a man again? That may save us some trouble.”

Jun Huang raised an eyebrow. He had some point. She agreed and had someone fetch her something Feng Baiyu would wear. Once she put the robe on, Jun Hao gasped and circled around her excitedly.