y intertwined, Prince Li, you can't go back on your word."She let out a snort, then immediately pushed him toward the door.I'm tired and need to rest, sharpen my wits. Prince Li, please go back!Then,...Yan Liu Yue remained silent, and Feng Li Ye continued to kneel before his father's spirit tablet.

Feng Chen pondered on giving him medicine, but was rejected several times.

Looking at the bloodstain on his elder brother's back, Feng Chen was filled with anxiety.

I can only go to my mother.

I just hope that Mother can be a little more lenient and give my elder brother a few more days. This will allow him to return home first so that the doctor can treat his wounds properly.

But, Feng Chenmo had no chance to see his mother. Instead, he met Rou'er outside Chu Weiyun's door, crying her heart out.

"Big brother and the princess, what happened"

Feng Chenmo stood guard at Yantaishan for a long time, watching Yan Liuyue. He knew nothing about what had been happening recently at home.

Ruo'er looked up and was almost blinded by the beauty of the young man before her.

The Third Master followed the General's wife to Mount Yantai and hasn't returned all year.

After a year apart, he has grown even more handsome and graceful.

At eighteen, this figure, is practically indistinguishable from the crown prince!

A handsome face, not as cold and hard as one would expect of a young master, but carrying a faint melancholy that other men lack.

At first glance, it's truly captivating.

Feng Chenmo hated it when girls looked at him like that. He was just about to ask someone else...

Ruo'er immediately reacted and, at that moment, cried even more miserably.

"Third Young Master, it's all...it's all Princess Jiu's fault! Our County Princess is truly pitiful!"

"What's going on" Feng Chenmo sounded impatient.

Ruo'er could only wipe away her tears, sniffled, and said in a choked voice: “Everyone knows that the Young Master and the County Lord were destined to be together…”

Get to the point!

"Yes... Yes!"

Ruo'er felt a little wronged. Besides the second young master, who was relatively gentle, the temperaments of the young masters from the Feng family weren't very good.

But, it's this temper that's also irresistible!

The young master is the county lord's, she wouldn't dare to think about him. But, if she could gain favor from the third young master...

Ruo'er blushed and whispered, "When we were in Mo City, the Ninth Princess didn't know what she gave to the Young Master, causing him to stay overnight in her room."

The young master was beaten by the general's wife tonight, and they didn't hide it. If you ask someone outside to inquire about it, you can hear some clues.

How could Rou'er not know how to say it

A glimmer of intelligence shone in her eyes, yet she continued to feign weakness and fear.

The Prince was a good man. Although he liked the County Princess, he couldn't bear to see the Ninth Princess wronged. What's worse is that the Prince didn't know the Princess had fed him something unclean.

Whatever that thing was, Feng Chenmo didn't understand it, but he could still guess.

It's definitely that demoness' doing!

He never believed it anyway, that his older brother would actually fall for a demon woman.

No wonder my big brother just said that the demon woman is already his.

Big brother is in the dark too!

“Poor our young mistress, she waited for the prince for so many years, only to have…to have been tricked by the ninth princess into stealing the prince away from her.”

"The princess... she was heartbroken, so much so that she committed suicide by poison, oh..."

Rour woke up crying, Fengchen's fist clenched tightly, his chest rising and falling continuously.

His eyes were bloodshot with anger towards the Ninth Princess, heartache for his older brother, and guilt towards Yun Junzhu.

Suddenly, with a turn, he dashed out of Xingyun Garden.

The demon woman is harming his big brother, he absolutely cannot let such a demon woman continue to harm their Feng family!

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