Feng Mo didn't even glance at her before turning and leaving, his face ashen and gloomy, devoid of his former radiance.
He thought that at least his father would speak up for him and not just watch him be convicted. However, he never expected that the person who convicted him this time was not Xie Jingrun, but his father, on whom he had placed his hopes.
I heard that Xie Jingrun was not in the capital at all, but went to Suzhou.
Because the Xiongnu suddenly stopped attacking Daliang and instead wanted to surrender to Daliang, they even sent two hundred warhorses to Daliang as a sign of their sincerity.
How incredible! This made everything he had done before seem like a joke.
His hopes were dashed; he could never rise again in this lifetime, let alone seek revenge on Xie Jingrun.
When all hope was dashed and extinguished, Feng Mo suddenly felt a sense of despair.
He prided himself on his intelligence and his privileged birth, and he used to think that the throne was rightfully his. But from some point onward, the things he thought he knew and took for granted gradually drifted away from him.
In the blink of an eye, he had nothing left.
He wandered aimlessly in the rain. The sky and the earth were vast, and he suddenly didn't know where to go.
He became a homeless dog.
Amidst the torrential rain, the urgent sound of horses' hooves approached.
Feng Mo heard it, but acted as if he hadn't, and didn't turn around to look.
Until a hurried voice came.
"elder brother--"
Feng Mo paused, then finally turned around and took a look.
A carriage stopped a few steps behind him, and a young girl, lifting her skirt, jumped down from the carriage and ran towards him despite the heavy rain.
Soon, the girl ran up to him and grabbed his sleeve.
"Brother, get in the car quickly."
Feng Mo brushed her hand away and said in a dry voice, "Go back."
"No." Feng Xin shook her head, reaching for his hand again, rain mixed with tears streaming down her face. "Let's go back together."
"I can't go back." Feng Mo shook his head and brushed her hand away again.
“I know, that’s why we’re not going back to the capital. But the world is vast, there’s always somewhere we can find a place to stay.” Feng Xin stubbornly grabbed his hand again.
Li Mu followed, holding an umbrella over the heads of the brother and sister.
Feng Mo hadn't quite processed Feng Xin's words yet, and asked somewhat belatedly, "What did you say?"
Feng Xin had to repeat herself again, "I said I don't want to be a princess anymore. I have just obtained Father's consent. From now on, I will no longer be a princess, but a commoner, just like my brother. For the rest of my life, I will stay with my brother."
Feng Mo finally came to his senses, frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who asked you to accompany me? Go back right now." With that, he forcefully brushed her hand away and turned to walk forward.
This time, he didn't walk slowly like before, but almost ran. He wanted to get away from Feng Xin and didn't want to drag her down with him or make her suffer with him.
Feng Xin almost fell over from his brush, but Li Mu caught her just in time.
Feng Xin shouted to Feng Mo, who was running away, "Brother, wait for me! I really don't want to be a princess anymore, and I can't go back..."
Li Mu quickly reassured him, "Don't worry, he won't go far. We'll take a carriage and catch up with him in no time."
Reminded by him, Feng Xin wiped away her tears and hurriedly returned to the carriage.
Li Mu drove the carriage and quickly caught up with Feng Mo.
When Feng Mo saw her chasing after him again, he frowned again. Just as he was about to run away, Feng Xin drew the curtains and poked her head out. "Brother, come up quickly. Actually, I don't want to be this princess, and it's not entirely for you."
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