C60 (1/2)

A curious gaze followed Qin Feng until she disappeared into the crowd. Murong Feng called her follower and said, ”Chen Jiu, go and check on the identity of the lady in white.”

A man squeezed in front of Murong Feng and respectfully replied, ”Yes.”

”Wen Man is at the Crown Prince's Palace. You have to find her even if you dig three feet out.” The smile from before had completely disappeared and was replaced with an ice-cold expression.

Xuanyuan Zhiling's expression did not change, but continued to have a smile on his face: ”Wait.”

He didn't know why, but he felt that everything had been as Xuanyuan Zhiling had expected. He rolled his eyes at him and found a place to sit down and leisurely sipped on his tea.

Only when a yellow figure caught Qin Feng's attention and the gold and silver jewelry on her body made her look especially noble.

Unexpectedly, it's Shui Luoyue. She pulled Nian Bing's arm and slowly walked in.

He turned his head away, and before she could see him, he was off to a place far away from the noisy crowd.

Shui Luoyue was sincere to him but even more so, she was sincere to Xuanyuan Zhiling, hoping that she would understand his intentions that day and be able to face the three wounds on his hands.

After walking for a while, they arrived at a small garden. In the distance, there was a man clad in blue silk silk with his back to her.

Seeing that there was no response, he turned around and left.

”Miss, please wait!” A low and magnetic voice came from behind, and with that, Murong Feng caught up.

If he was discovered, he would lose his composure and turn around helplessly, ”Young Master …”

Feeling a black cloud above her head, and a huge monster being pushed down by it, being hit by an unknown object, Qin Feng lost her balance and fell backwards.

His waist tightened. When he landed, his body was firmly caught.

A demonic face appeared before her eyes, Fang Zheng's resolute face had her peach blossom eyes narrowed, the corners of her mouth hooked into an enchanting smile, but it was a pity that she was already a woman, and had grasped the center of gravity. Qin Feng stood up, and pushed away the hands at her waist.

Realizing that he was being rude, Murong Feng retracted his gaze and asked: ”Is Miss alright?”

He patted off the dust on his skirt and shook his head.

Seeing that Qin Feng was not looking at him, she took a step forward and asked: ”Please forgive this humble one for my presumptuousness, but may I ask young lady's name?”

Seems like it was no coincidence, he purposely continued, ”Qin Wu.”

Laughing lightly, Qin Feng went back the way she came from. At a corner, a heavy object attacked once again, but after being hit once, Qin Feng gained experience and nimbly dodged to the side.

Bang! That person heavily crashed into the pillar.

Shaking his head, he coldly snorted. ”The quality of your Crown Prince's Palace is only so-so.”

Without even looking at the man, Qin Feng walked past him and returned to the hall.

At this time, the emperor was already seated on a chair in front of the hall. Beside him stood a person he was extremely familiar with — — Qin Yi, the 'father' who looked coldly at his life and death.

The distance between the entrance and the emperor was like a thread, separating the guests into two sides. He searched for Xuanyuan Zhiling's figure within the crowd, and circled around a few times.

The sound of firecrackers came from outside. A woman in red with a red flower on top of her head shouted as she walked, ”Crossing the brazier, your days are burning red.”

As the matchmaker spoke, a woman in red with a phoenix gown and a red crown, supported by a man clad in a fiery red robe and a large red flower on his chest, stepped over the brazier.

Just as Qin Wu walked past, the fire in the brazier went out, causing sizzling sounds to be heard.

Everyone gasped, the noisy hall suddenly became silent, Qin Feng hid in the crowd, quietly watching the show.

While everyone was still in shock, the matchmaker was the first to react. ”The fire has gone, the disaster has gone.”

The main hall became noisy once again. All the guests clapped to congratulate her. The matchmaker was covered in cold sweat as she continued to call out with a smile, ”The tea is served to the high hall, good luck is long.”

The two of them each held a cup of tea to toast the emperor. When he received the cup, he frowned and took a sip before tossing it onto the table. Everyone was so shocked that they were speechless and felt a chill run down their backs.

The emperor coughed twice before swallowing the bitter tea. A bitter taste spread in his mouth as he clenched his hand into a fist and sent the two of them a red packet that he had prepared beforehand.

The matchmaker was already sweating profusely. She gave a laugh that was uglier than crying, ”A newcomer should kneel down and bow to heaven and earth.”

The Crown Prince supported Qin Wu and slowly turned around, kneeling on the ground, he kowtowed outside the door.

Boom! The brazier that was extinguished just now suddenly caught fire, causing everyone's hearts to palpitate uncontrollably.

Behind the matchmaker's back, her clothes were almost completely drenched. She took out a handkerchief from her bosom and wiped the sweat off her forehead. ”Second bow to the High Hall!”

When the two of them turned around, a few of them stepped forward and carried away the brazier.

The two of them turned around and kowtowed to the Emperor.

”Husband and wife bow to each other,” the Crown Prince and Qin Wu said as they faced each other.

”Send her to the bridal chamber!” the matchmaker shouted in a loud voice as she continuously wiped the sweat off her forehead with the handkerchief in her hand.

Qin Wu was taken away, and the rest of the people heaved a sigh of relief, by right, the female servants should follow along to get red packets, Qin Feng shot a glance, and followed the crowd out of the hall.

A hint of happiness shot through his heart, he was extremely curious about the fire, and welcomed a group of servants. From afar, Qin Feng heard a servant say, ”Did Crown Prince's Wife's soul return?”

The servant continued, ”It must be. It's only been a few days since Crown Prince's Wife died, and this spot has already been occupied.”

The maidservant said, ”That's right, that's right. When Crown Prince's Wife died, the crown prince was still in his room by the imperial concubine, how could she be willing?”

The Crown Prince's Palace was rather lively, Qin Feng avoided the group of servants and returned to the main hall, continuing her search.