Mu Wange rode at breakneck speed to Xingyue Tower, just in time to see Hua Mancheng being carried out of the building, bound hand and foot.
"stop!"
With a sharp pull on the reins, the horse suddenly stopped in front of them. Mu Wan Ge raised his whip, pointed it directly at the Minister of Works, and shouted, "If you know what's good for you, leave the person here right now!"
Everyone present was taken aback by her aggressive demeanor, and people involuntarily took several steps back.
The Minister of the Imperial Secretariat was also taken aback. Looking back at the terrified expressions of his subordinates, his face immediately changed, and he roared, "Where did this crazy girl come from? How dare you obstruct me from performing my duties! I think you're tired of living!"
"Hmph! Between the two of us, it's hard to say who deserves to die!" Mu Wange raised her long eyebrows, slowly lifted her chin, and sneered, "I am Mu Wange, the Princess of Yunqi, bestowed by the Emperor of the current dynasty, and the daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo. How many dog lives do you have to touch me?"
The Minister of the Imperial Secretariat initially believed she was an imposter, but remained unmoved and continued to shout coldly, "Hmph! I don't care who you are! It is my duty to rid the people of evil and to act on behalf of Heaven. No matter what kind of princess you are, even if you are a princess of the court, you will not be able to stop me from carrying out my duties today!"
"Even if you don't recognize me, then... this thing should be familiar to you, right?" She smiled sinisterly, casually raising the gold medal in her hand above her head, and said without changing her expression, "This is a gold medal bestowed by the Emperor himself. Everyone knows that showing this gold medal is like the Emperor himself being here. Minister, what are you standing there for?"
Upon seeing this, the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat and everyone present immediately flicked their sleeves and shouted "Long live the Emperor!" in unison to Mu Wange!
"It was my fault for being blind and speaking without thinking, offending the princess. I beg your forgiveness." The Minister of the Imperial Secretariat panicked and knelt on the ground for a long time, bowing his head and bending his knees.
With a quick glance, Mu Wange pointedly looked at Hua Mancheng and smiled slightly, "It's fine, release him and I'll immediately pardon you."
Left with no other choice, the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat had to agree to release Hua Mancheng, and then quickly left the scene with his entourage.
Up until now, no one had noticed Feng Yao's presence. She was hiding in the crowd, watching everything from beginning to end. Hua Mancheng had previously worked for Feng Jin and recognized him at a glance. As for Mu Wange's identity, she had only just learned about it.
Feng Yao watched as Mu Wange dragged the unconscious Hua Mancheng onto a horse. She raised a seductive eye and smiled sinisterly, a thought swirling in her mind: So this Duke Zhenguo's precious daughter is actually so devoted to Gongzi Cheng. Since Heaven has arranged for me, Feng Yao, to know all this, then I'm not afraid that the Jingwang Mansion will be in chaos.
Fearing that Mu Shengyue would discover this, Mu Wange secretly brought Hua Mancheng to her boudoir and only breathed a sigh of relief after throwing her onto the bed.
Looking up at the ceiling, panting heavily, she calmed herself slightly, slowly stood up, and stared at Hua Mancheng, who was drunk but still incredibly beautiful. She couldn't help but lean down and peek over him.
He wore a white robe that exuded a restrained, almost ascetic air, with the collar slightly ripped open at the chest, revealing glimpses of his bronze chest muscles. These muscles were smooth, delicate, and subtly undulating, and just looking at them from afar was enough to stir one's imagination. A closer look at his strong and slender body revealed that it was simply perfect to the extreme.
With her hands supporting her smooth, jade-like chin, Mu Wange gazed intently at him, her pretty face flushing red. She quickly lowered her long, thick eyelashes, her heart pounding wildly.
At that moment, Feng Jin's words suddenly popped into her mind: "To win the man, you must first win him over. You need to take advantage of your time alone with him to make it a fait accompli, and the rest will naturally fall into place..."
Her gaze lingered on Hua Mancheng for a moment, then a sudden inspiration struck her. She quickly stood up and ran joyfully towards the kitchen.
But... when she finished cooking the rice in the kitchen and rushed into the room looking disheveled, she found that Hua Mancheng was already gone.
Mu Wange stomped her feet in frustration, never expecting that all her efforts over the past day would have backfired!
Meanwhile, as soon as Hua Mancheng stepped out of the gate of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, he was immediately blocked by Feng Yao, who was hiding in the shadows.
Her gaze shifted quickly, and Feng Yao's eyes locked onto Hua Mancheng. She walked straight over, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Young Master Cheng, it's been a long time. How have you been?"
"Heh...isn't this Consort Yao?" Hua Mancheng, still slightly tipsy, squinted his eyes and said indifferently, "I'm not familiar with you, please get lost!"
Feng Yao's face darkened, but she forced a smile and said, "Young Master Cheng must have misunderstood something. I just heard that my sister is sick and I was on my way to Prince Jing's mansion when I happened to pass by here."
Not long after she finished speaking, she stared at Hua Mancheng's suddenly changed expression, her mind filled with complicated thoughts. Taking advantage of the other party's gradual distraction, she pretended to sigh with regret and said, "Alas! I originally wanted to kindly ask you if you would like to come with me to the Prince Jing's mansion to visit her, but now it seems that there is no need for that at all."
After a long while, Hua Mancheng suddenly came to his senses and blurted out in surprise, "You said Princess Jing is ill?"
"Yes, yes, this matter has already spread throughout the capital. I was thinking you already knew about it!" Feng Yao said, while glancing over out of the corner of her eye. Sure enough, as she expected, Hua Mancheng was very concerned about Feng Jin.
Before the words were even finished, the person had vanished without a trace.
With a gentle flick of her long, flowing robe, Feng Yao strolled towards the gate of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. Turning back, she turned to the servant and specifically instructed, "Don't forget to inform the princess that Young Master Cheng went to the Prince of Jing's mansion, so that your young master won't worry about it later."
After leaving the Duke of Zhenguo's residence, Hua Mancheng was constantly worried about Feng Jin's illness, so he rushed to the Prince of Jing's residence.
He searched the entire mansion before finally finding Feng Jin's whereabouts. Passing by Changcui Garden, he spotted the elfin-looking woman leaning against the pavilion, lost in thought. He breathed a sigh of relief and hurried towards the pavilion.
Feng Jin glanced back casually and saw Hua Mancheng, dressed in white with black hair, walking gracefully from the far end of the corridor. Her almond-shaped eyes sparkled in the sunlight. With a swift leap, she jumped up from her seat.
"Oh? Hua Mancheng, what brings you here?"
Feng Jin was incredibly bored during her pregnancy, which caused her to feel inexplicably angry at Mu Beichen. Every time they argued, it ended badly. But the appearance of Hua Mancheng made her see a colorful world again.
Hua Mancheng always carried a carefree air of a wandering swordsman, and every time they met, it would brighten her mind.
As the distance closed, Hua Mancheng looked at Feng Jin's smiling face, and unconsciously, the worry on his face faded away. He smiled slightly and said, "I heard that Your Highness is unwell, so I came here to see if you are alright."
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