2095: Quarrel

Quarrel

The crown prince was confused. "What are you waiting for?"2

Feng Wu frowned. She had almost forgotten about something very important.

The ninth trial!

For the trial, she and Jun Linyuan had to stay within ten steps of each other.

Therefore, she ran back to Jun Linyuan.

He stared at her. "What?"

Feng Wu held his arm. "Come with me."

The crown prince refused. "No."

But Feng Wu was simply too persuasive. In the end, she dragged Jun Linyuan away with her.

In the camp, everyone was busy preparing to set out.

Feng Wu and Jun Linyuan went to Emperor Wu's tent together.

Usually, Emperor Wu was with Empress Dugu, but today, Feng Wu saw that he was all by himself. This was the first time that he was alone.

She then saw a long scratch on Emperor Wu's forehead. Was that from a long nail?

It seemed that the emperor had quite a rough night.

Feng Wu chuckled inwardly, but her face remained indifferent.

Emperor Wu was glad to see "Jun Linyuan," but he snorted when he saw "Feng Wu."

He was shocked by how bold "Jun Linyuan" had become. The "boy" was talking "Feng Wu" with him everywhere!

Emperor Wu gave "Jun Linyuan" a dirty look and said, "Do you have to have that girl with you?"

Feng Wu quickly found an excuse. "Well… She wouldn't stop crying unless I brought her with me. It's too much trouble to turn her down."

Jun Linyuan glared at her from behind.

He wanted to drill a hole in her back with his eyes.

Of course, Emperor Wu wouldn't believe such an excuse. He only extended his hand to "Feng Wu." "Give it to me."

"Feng Wu" asked, "What?"

Emperor Wu only stared at Feng Wu and didn't give any further explanation.

But "Feng Wu" only looked confused.

Emperor Wu was furious.

He couldn't bring himself to say it, and was waiting for his son's help.

At that thought, he glared at "Feng Wu." "The contract!"

The real Feng Wu looked enlightened. "I see. Your Majesty, are you referring to the contract that Princess Ranmil signed last night?"

Since Emperor Wu had made Ranmil a consort, naturally, he wouldn't let someone else have such a contract.

Putting his hands behind his back, Emperor Wu nodded coldly.

"So, Princess Ranmil really wants to become a consort?" Feng Wu asked curiously.

But Emperor Wu seemed to have misunderstood her.

He turned around and glared at "Jun Linyuan." "What's that supposed to mean? Are you saying that she doesn't want to marry me because she's in love with you?!"

It was obvious that Emperor Wu was angry.

Had Feng Wu been herself, she would have given in already, but she was playing Jun Linyuan now. If she showed any weakness, Emperor Wu would notice that something was wrong.

Therefore —

Feng Wu raised her chin and smirked. "Didn't Your Majesty attend the farewell banquet as well?"

"Jun Linyuan! Do you want to give me a heart attack?" Emperor Wu was furious.

"Isn't that the truth?" Feng Wu went on smirking.

She knew that she was provoking Emperor Wu.

Because if Ranmil really became Consort Ranmil, she would become a formidable enemy.

Although she wasn't very capable herself, she was driven by her hatred for Jun Linyuan and Feng Wu.

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