C18

After the red clothed mandarin duck was taken down, Qu Jingxi gazed at the little face of the woman in his embrace that was sleeping soundly, her small flushed face made him want to take a bite of her, and his calm breathing was filled with trust in her. Qu Jingxi felt like his heart was stuffed with something.

The little girl had not yet fully grown up, and she was already married to him when he was young. It was unknown what kind of beauty such a beautiful face like this would grow up to be. The man's thumb gently caressed Feng Xiwu's face, and his slightly curled eyelashes trembled due to discomfort.

How could he be at ease and leave her in the General's Mansion?

What if the General Feng accidentally let her get snatched away by another man?

Qu Jingxi's thoughts flew. Only when he told her to stay by his side and look at her unharmed everyday would he feel at ease.

It wasn't that he didn't trust her, but that there were too many malicious intents in his heart. She was still a young girl that had yet to understand the world, so she needed his protection.

The Prince Jing thought confidently.

He completely forgot that the daughters taught by General Feng s who had lived for a long time wouldn't be any worse.

Tomorrow, he was going to bring her to the palace. He had to look after her, so as to not let some blind person bully her.

Qu Jingxi embraced her body and slowly fell asleep.

"..."

In the morning, when the sun had just revealed its rosy cheeks, Feng Xiwu was pulled out of her comfortable bed by Zi Lan mercilessly. Feng Xiwu was extremely unhappy in her heart, and she was feeling very sleepy.

After washing up and dressing up, Feng Xiwu could still feel the strong sense of tiredness. It was all because she had slept too much last night, making her unable to sleep at night and exhausted of her sleep during the day.

On the table, Feng Xiwu stopped eating after drinking a few mouthfuls of tofu. She didn't have any appetite at all this early in the morning.

"What's wrong?" Qu Jingxi saw the purple light under her eyes and felt his heart ache. "If you're tired, then go sleep for a while more. I'll tell father that he can also go in the afternoon."

Feng Xiwu shook her head, "It's fine, it's not too late to go back to sleep."

Although she was very sleepy and wanted to sleep, there was no afternoon tea, so she still had to follow the rules. After all, the other party was his husband's father, and even the emperor of the entire Yan Kingdom.

Being filial was her first priority, she understood this principle.

Furthermore, the Emperor had personally come to the wedding, so naturally, she had to appear to be more sensible.

"Mm, it's been hard on you." Qu Jingxi helped her up, "Then let's go now."

Outside the mansion, a large and a small carriage was waiting. The carriage in front was obviously much more luxurious than the one in the back.

Gifts, big and small, filled up the small carriage, leaving only space for people to sit in. A black river horse with a rope tied around it stood there silently. It seemed to be very docile, even though its physique looked somewhat robust.

As for the reason why it was a white horse, Prince Jing Lord heard that Miss Feng liked white horses, so he sent people to search for a docile and durable white horse within a day.

White horses were extremely rare, and there were only a few that were in the palace. Moreover, most of the white horses had violent temperaments, and were not easy to control. There were even fewer with docile natures.

For such a difficult mission, Zhu Qi led a group of guards and forcefully completed it while crying.

It was one thing to ask him to find thousands of lanterns in the shortest amount of time, but why did he have to use a white horse this time?! Wasn't this deliberately making things difficult for him?

But when he saw that the princess' eyes lit up and was unwilling to let go of the two white horses, he finally understood why.

His prince was smiling for the sake of beauties, he was simply shameless!

The corner of Zhu Qi's mouth twitched. This must have been hard on him, to have followed such a master.

Qu Jingxi looked at the girl's joyful expression, and the smile on his face became even more lovable, "How is it, do you like it?"

"Mhm mhm," Feng Xiwu smiled as she nodded her head, "Your highness, you're awesome. You actually have such a docile white horse. They are so beautiful."

The smile in the man's eyes widened, and his face was filled with a proud expression. "What did you call me?"

"Husband," Feng Xiwu obediently changed his words. For the sake of a horse, changing his words would not be difficult at all.

"Darling, you're so awesome. Can you give me these two horses?"

Qu Jingxi nodded with satisfaction: "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Zhu Qi looked at his own master's joyous expression, which showed that he had achieved what he had wanted to achieve. Zhu Qi muttered his thoughts about resisting, Royal Highness, did you forget that this was a white horse that was found after I went over a few mountains?

With Qu Jingxi's support, Feng Xiwu got on the carriage, while Zi Lan and Zhu Qi got on the smaller carriage at the back. Under the coachman's familiar driving, they slowly walked onto the road.

After passing through the gates of the palace and being stopped by a guard, the carriage entered the palace. Feng Xiwu peeked outside through the gap in the curtain that was blown open by the wind.

The quiet and solemn Forbidden City was dominated by a red and yellow tonal, giving off a royal aura. The eunuchs and eunuchs of palace maid all lowered their heads and hurried over, as if there were some urgent matters they needed to take care of.

Feng Xiwu sighed softly. This city wall that did not seem that tall, had sealed countless women's lives.

He couldn't leave the palace for the rest of his life. He only lived in this emaciated imperial harem, struggling to survive. Some lived for the clan, some lived for money, and some lived in luxury.

Either way, it was a very sad thing.

The three thousand women of the harem, for the sake of a man who didn't love them, thought of all sorts of ways to torture each other, openly and secretly fighting …

"What are you thinking about?"

Qu Jingxi lightly embraced her shoulders. Why is she always distracted? One day, he would make her think only of him.

"It's nothing. I just feel that the woman in the palace is rather pitiful." Feng Xiwu sighed softly.

Qu Jingxi scoffed disdainfully, "They are the ones who aren't pitiful. There are people eating and drinking all day long to feed them, and they are always causing trouble, turning the harem upside down, and even crying and claiming that it's someone else's fault."

Feng Xiwu was speechless, that seemed to be the case.

"I really don't know how that old man, the Emperor, can stand it. So many women are covered in rain and dewdrops and quarreling everyday. I really don't know how he can stand it."

Qu Jingxi paused for a moment, and felt that he had missed something.

"You're already a lot of years old, but I don't know how to calm down. How can you be like me?" Qu Jingxi looked at the woman in his arms, "Just you and Wu alone are enough."

This was the first time Feng Xiwu realized that the Prince Jing Lord actually had so much to say.

Qu Jingxi was still feeling pleased with himself for turning the tables around and did not know what she was thinking.

"Husband, if there comes a day when we're not on good terms and need to leave each other, will Husband agree?"

Feng Xiwu tried her best to show an expression of innocence, and spoke while looking harmless.

Qu Jingxi squinted his eyes, looking into her eyes, "We just got married, and Princess Hua-Yang wants to leave us?"

Feng Xiwu read the danger from those eyes, and subconsciously changed her words, "No, I just suddenly thought of asking."

When was he so weak?

She was a bit annoyed, but she couldn't muster up the courage to face him head on. She couldn't just put her hands on her hips and point at his nose as she interrogated him loudly, "This wangfei wants to leave with you and recover her freedom. What can you do!?"

Tsk, that would be too dishonorable. No matter what, she was still a lady.

If Zi Lan knew what she was thinking, she would definitely poke at her little face and ask in amusement, "Miss, have you ever seen a lady who can hold a sword for three days without fighting for a long time?"

Alright, Feng Xiwu's eyes darkened, I'll just submit first.