Feng Jinghan never imagined that one day he would sit at the same table with Hu Jiu so peacefully, and even have such a pleasant conversation. When they got into the mood for drinking, they even started calling each other brothers.
An Ge suddenly remembered Emperor Feng Zhao, who was arm in arm with someone else, and sighed that the two were indeed father and son. How come she had never noticed this side of Feng Jinghan before, in addition to his gentle and steady demeanor?
Looking at Feng Jinghan's slightly drunk face, Hu Jiu knew that his former rival in love had completely let go, and didn't mind agreeing with him.
Feng Jinghan was genuinely happy. On one hand, he had fulfilled his wish and was getting closer and closer to that position. On the other hand, he had finally reconciled with his father.
He knew that all of this was thanks to the store manager. Feng Jinghan didn't make any promises or say anything to express his gratitude; he simply kept the kindness in his heart.
Seeing Feng Jinghan's happy smile, An Ge thought for a moment and swallowed the words that Emperor Feng Zhao might be in mortal danger.
Since Da Jinku is finally so happy, let's not tell him and make him worry.
It was late at night, and even with An Ge and Hu Jiu trying to stop him, Feng Jinghan was still completely drunk. The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.
"Let Butler Wang help him back to his room."
A moment later, Butler Wang hurried over. Seeing the prince slumped over the table, he was both happy and a little heartbroken. How long had it been since the prince had indulged himself like this?
"Thank you, store manager and manager Hu. I'll take the prince away now." Butler Wang bowed solemnly to An Ge and then led Feng Jinghan to their room.
Watching the two figures leave, An Ge sighed, "Suddenly, I feel that a simple and ordinary life is quite nice." Being in the royal family, there are too many things one cannot do. Even if one has wealth and honor, what does it matter?
"As the young mistress of the demon clan, I will accompany you no matter what kind of life you want to live in the future."
"Aren't you going to abandon the demon race?"
Hu Jiu said nonchalantly, "My old man can live for tens of thousands of years even if he doesn't cultivate. As long as the demon race has him, that's enough. If he doesn't want to work anymore in the future, he can raise our children well."
Hu Jiu knew that An Ge didn't like being restrained, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible the idea seemed.
An Ge rolled her eyes, suddenly feeling a pang of sympathy for the Demon King and her unborn child. However, Hu Jiu's idea didn't seem so bad after all.
The two unscrupulous people exchanged a knowing smile, everything understood without a word.
The next morning, Feng Jinghan sobered up from his drunken stupor. He rubbed his forehead, recalling the madness of the previous night, and shook his head helplessly.
"You can't do that again."
Soon, Butler Wang entered to attend to His Highness. "Does Your Highness have a headache?"
"How could the manager's wine cause a headache? I'm in excellent spirits right now. Did I do anything inappropriate yesterday?"
"Don't worry, Your Highness, you have a good drinking habit. When you're drunk, you just fall asleep on the table."
Feng Jinghan breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had let go of An Ge, he still didn't want to lose his composure when facing someone he once liked.
"By the way, Your Highness, the shopkeeper said that you have time to go to her office today, as she has something to discuss with you."
Feng Jinghan suddenly recalled An Ge's hesitant expression last night and realized that drinking had indeed led to trouble.
"Manager, Han was rude last night."
"That's how friends should chat happily. If you ever feel stressed in the future, feel free to come to me."
Hearing this, Feng Jinghan couldn't stop smiling. Although the shop manager didn't say much, he understood the meaning: to have such a confidant in this life was enough to make him die without regrets.
After chatting for a few more minutes, An Ge finally got down to business. Feng Jinghan, who had been relaxed, slowly sat up straight. He frowned, suppressing his inner worry. "Thanks to the store manager for informing me, I will arrange for someone to be careful."
The thought of someone plotting against his father made Feng Jinghan's eyes narrow dangerously. No matter who it was, if they dared to lay a hand on him, he would not let them off easily. Even if that person was his own brother.
Seeing Feng Jinghan's expression, as if she wanted to devour the villain immediately, An Ge quickly comforted her, "You don't need to worry too much. At least in the inn, your father's safety is guaranteed. Besides, how could the emperor not have experts protecting him?"
Even so, Feng Jinghan dared not relax for a moment. After bidding farewell to An Ge, he immediately arranged for people to investigate suspicious individuals.
An Ge wasn't worried that Feng Jinghan would be implicated in this matter. Since the chosen one had changed, it meant that even if Emperor Feng Zhao had an accident, Feng Jinghan could still ascend the throne, although there might be many twists and turns along the way.
Emperor Fengzhao has not yet revealed his intention to establish a crown prince to outsiders, giving them the upper hand.
Thinking of this, An Ge felt relieved. Her words seemed to be comforting Feng Jinghan, and also comforting herself. After all, this concerned whether her inn would be downgraded. Moreover, Emperor Feng Zhao was a decent old man, and for both public and private reasons, she didn't want anything to happen to him.
An Ge looked out the window. Thanks to her improved eyesight after cultivation, she could see people outside the inn even on the 25th floor. In that instant, she saw Feng Jingchi and Shi Xinyi, who were inseparable.
An Ge was speechless. The two of them were truly destined for each other. Even a cold war wouldn't affect their feelings. They were destined to be together!
Inside the carriage, Feng Jingchi glanced at Shi Xinyi carefully, his voice so gentle it could melt your heart, "Yi'er, don't be angry. I'll never make you angry again." Recalling his coldness towards Shi Xinyi a few days ago, Feng Jingchi wanted to curse himself for being a bastard.
His Yi'er was ridiculed back then. If she didn't use the name of an immortal, how could she gain a foothold in the capital? After figuring this out, Feng Jingchi even thought that Shi Xinyi's use of the immortal's name to clear her name was a clever move.
"Hmph!" Shi Xinyi pretended to be angry, then secretly glanced at Feng Jingchi with her eyes, her tone slightly coquettish, "Then I'll forgive you this time, but you can't treat me like this again in the future." After saying that, tears streamed down her face.
Feng Jingchi was heartbroken, especially when he saw Shi Xinyi peeking at him cautiously; his heart melted. He hugged Shi Xinyi and assured her, "Xinyi, don't worry, this is absolutely the last time. Today, when we go to pay respects to your mother, we won't mention those sad things."
Where Feng Jingchi couldn't see, Shi Xinyi's eyes were clear, and there was no trace of her previous coquettishness. She sneered inwardly, thinking that if she hadn't used her methods, how could Feng Jingchi have taken the initiative to admit his mistake?
She had initially thought that Feng Jingchi genuinely liked her, but now she felt that perhaps that genuine affection was questionable.
Shi Xinyi felt that her sincere feelings had been misplaced, just like in the TV series.
Her face darkened. Since Feng Jingchi was heartless, she wouldn't be so ruthless in return. From this moment on, her only goal was that position; nothing else would disturb her mind!
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