Chapter 203: The Ill-Fated Lady–Feng Rushuang III
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Liu Rong’s eyes were filled with a hint of uncertainty, but at the same time, she felt a great relief in her heart.
Feng Rushuang must leave the imperial city. Otherwise, Feng Ruqing would definitely not let her off easily and might bring trouble to Liu Rong’s father.
As for the state preceptor, Feng Rushuang simply could not do anything by the time the whole Liu Yun Kingdom fell into the Liu family’s hands.
“Shuang’er, when you reach the barracks, don’t stir up any trouble. I am afraid that Feng Ruqing may…” Seeing Feng Rushuang beaming with joy, Liu Rong sighed softly. A sense of guilt crept into her heart.
“Mother, don’t worry. I understand. I will bite back all my grievances to marry the state preceptor.” Feng Rushuang raised her blus.h.i.+ng cheeks.
“That’s great.” Feeling relieved, Liu Rong got up. She continued after pondering for a while.
“I am still being grounded, but I have snuck out to meet you. I have to go now. If someone finds out that I have snuck out, it could create a great stir at the palace.”
“Alright, Mother, please go back now. I will leave as soon as someone from the general manor comes over.” Feng Rushuang was overjoyed.
Liu Rong did not speak further. She glanced at Feng Rushuang before walking out the dungeon.
Not long after Liu Rong left, the military officers from the general manor arrived. Originally, the military officers thought that Feng Rushuang would turn hostile and retaliate. It turned out that not only did she not fight back, but she also walked after them obediently.
It was such a coincidence that when Feng Rushuang walked pa.s.sed the Southern Bamboo Grove, Nan Xian too was walking out of the Southern Bamboo Grove.
Under the setting sun, there stood a young master with an aura of n.o.bility. A green snake was weeping on his arm, pouring its grief out to him.
Feng Rushuang stopped walking and stared blankly at the young master’s delicate face.
Perhaps Nan Xian had felt Feng Rushuang’s longing gaze. He turned his head slowly and stared nonchalantly at Feng Rushuang’s smitten face.
“Your Highness Princess Rushuang, please hurry up,” the soldier said impatiently.
Feng Rushuang regained her focus, glanced at Nan Xian before turning back, and walking forward resolutely. She did not look back again after that.
‘State preceptor, I will never upset you. I will return and marry you.’
“Sob… Master, I am sorry. I will never leave home again. Don’t chase me out of the house.”
Outside the Southern Bamboo Grove, a young master stood with an azure snake that was crying uncontrollably while clinging onto the young master’s body, fearful of being thrown away again.
“Who is she, do I know her?” Nan Xian knitted his brows together.
Slightly startled, Qing Zhu looked in the same direction Nan Xian was looking. A familiar silhouette came into sight. Tilting its head, Qing Zhu contemplated for a long while and finally recalled the lady’s ident.i.ty.
“Ah… That’s the lady who had snuck into the Southern Bamboo Grove and set her sights upon you. She even laid on your bed. How could you forget her?”
“I will never remember the person I don’t care about.”
“Then why are you asking me all of a sudden?” Qing Zhu blinked in bewilderment.
“Um… I don’t like the way she looked at me.” Nan Xian’s face was growing increasingly aloof and nonchalant.
“State Preceptor, I heard that this lady has always been bullying Her Highness and had put her into trouble. Do you think we should take her head off to please Her Highness?” Qing Zhu rolled its eyes and asked.