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Pa ta! The fingernail on Bai Di's left pinky was cut in half. No one could detect the sound, they only surrounded Feng Linyuan and congratulated him.

Bai Zheng looked at the nearby Feng Linyuan, who had a calm expression.

She watched him silently. The sounds around her seemed to have become quieter, as if they were standing on the surface of the water. Ripples spread out in circles.

The sound was separated by the water and became extremely distant and indistinct. Only that person's voice became clearer and clearer in this world that seemed to be filled with mist.

He was wearing a white robe with a jade crown on his head. His expression was calm and the smile in his eyes was rarely seen. Bai Zheng looked at it from afar and felt that something was amiss.

From then on, their fates would be firmly tied together.

But it seemed that she did not reject this result.

The cold crescent moon hung in the clouds, reflecting the carriage moving alone on the ground.

Amidst the rumbling sounds of the carriage, Feng Linyuan sat at the side with his eyes closed. It was unknown whether it was because of the high intensity travel for the past two days, or because of the purple capsule's poison, but his face appeared to be even paler than usual.

Soong Yiqing tapped his left hand while holding a folding fan, his gaze was locked onto Feng Linyuan's body from start to finish, as he looked at him meaningfully.

"The Second Young Master of the Song Clan has come to squeeze this marquis' carriage, just to admire my looks? After so many years, haven't you seen enough of them? " Feng Linyuan suppressed the discomfort in his body and spoke indifferently.

Soong Yiqing laughed and then suddenly moved his head in front of Feng Linyuan.

Feng Linyuan opened his eyes slightly and glanced at him indifferently: "What are you looking at?"

"From the looks of the Dingyuan Marquis, his forehead is facing the sky, his eyes are filled with spirit light, his face is as smooth as a mirror, his eyebrows are like two pairs of eyes flying straight to his temples, the happy occasion is nearing!" Soong Yiqing played with the fan in his hand, and said with a serious face.

"So you want to say, you didn't find the pearl because your appearance was inferior to mine?" Feng Linyuan asked in reply.

"You're still talking! Your Mansion of Dingyuan Marquis is not lacking in money, so that girl is obviously a very profitable person. Why not give it to me? Soong Yiqing raised his fist.

"After all, brothers are like centipedes and women are like winter clothes. My Mansion of Dingyuan Marquis doesn't mind if there is a little girl who can make money to make more money for me, to make more money for my Song Manor." Feng Linyuan replied calmly.

"You!" Soong Yiqing's face distorted as he thought of something. He smiled maliciously, "Now that I said it again, you can't have really fallen for that girl, right?"

Feng Linyuan paused. From the start till now, he had not asked himself what he truly felt.

Being asked by Soong Yiqing, he was unable to answer for a while.

Like it? Is this what you like?

He couldn't tell either.

He only knew that if he saw Bai Zheng marrying into another person, he, Feng Linyuan, would not be able to accept it.

Seeing Feng Linyuan not saying a word, Soong Yiqing used the fan to prop him up: "If you like it then admit it, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. But, that Feng Linche, will he agree to the marriage between you two? "

At the mention of Feng Linche, a trace of killing intent surfaced in Feng Linyuan's eyes.

This Feng Linche had always viewed Mansion of Dingyuan Marquis as a thorn in his side, and the battle of Yancheng back then was bestowed upon his by him. In these six years, he had even sent countless assassins to kill Feng Linyuan.

Now, if he were to marry Bai Zheng, would Feng Linche agree?

Killing intent flashed across Feng Linyuan's eyes, and he regained his calm as he said, "He will naturally agree."

Soong Yiqing was in disbelief: "Third Miss of Bai Family has earned two hundred thousand gold for Feng Jingye. Is Feng Linche willing to let go of such a girl who knows how to earn money?"

"With this kind of contribution, Feng Jingye would naturally take it all on himself. I'm afraid Feng Linche will just treat Miss Bai as an ordinary girl." Feng Linyuan sneered.

Soong Yiqing knew very well what kind of person Feng Jingye was, upon hearing Feng Linyuan's words, he also nodded his head in agreement. Then, he thought of something and frowned: "But if they really believe your eight words, Feng Linche will also not agree to it!"

The smile on Feng Linyuan's face did not change, "It's fine to say that he is deceiving others, but Feng Linche has never believed in ghosts or gods.

Soong Yiqing nodded his head: "Speaking of which, this Third Miss of Bai Family is indeed a little lacking, maybe Feng Linche will not object to the marriage between you two."

"Not only will I not object, I will also rush to get Miss Bai to marry me."

"Why?" The moment the words left his mouth, Soong Yiqing immediately understood that the reason why Feng Linche was so interested in choosing Bai Zheng's wife was because of Bai Huan's face.

As for Feng Linyuan, who was once the guardian of Great Zhou — the general of Changping Army, being able to choose the marriage for him, would also serve as a reassurance for the soldiers at the border that Great Zhou would never abandon them.

Therefore, marrying Bai Zheng to Feng Linyuan, how could Feng Linche not agree?

This was the Emperor's Art.

Thinking about it, Soong Yiqing smiled obsequiously: "Congratulations Dingyuan Marquis, I wonder what it feels like for such a beautiful woman who can earn money to enter your arms?"

Feng Linyuan's expression did not change, but the smile on his lips gradually spread upwards: "This feeling, Young Master Soong will not be able to taste it after all."

"This is too much!" Soong Yiqing flew up, using the fan as a handle, he fiercely stabbed it at Feng Linyuan's shoulder.

It was clearly not a very strong force, but Feng Linyuan felt a sweet sensation rising from his throat.

The discomfort that he had suppressed just now was now all rushing up to him. He frowned and looked at Soong Yiqing.

Soong Yiqing felt weak under his gaze: "You, what happened to you?"

"Puff …"

Feng Linyuan finally found it hard to suppress himself, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Immediately after, Feng Linyuan vomited a large mouthful of blood, his face becoming more and more white, until he was as white as paper.

Soong Yiqing was startled, he hurried forward to support the unconscious Feng Linyuan, the panicked screams passing through the thick curtain of the carriage, loud and clear in the serene night.

"Return to the Manor!" Fast! "Return to the manor!"

"..."

The next day, when Bai Zheng woke up, Zhuling, who had helped her wash up, chattered non-stop and sent her a message.

"Yesterday, at Miss's wedding selection banquet, all of the young masters of Yongding City that were of a suitable age went to the Mansion of Gaochang Marquis, causing the business of the Misty Willow Lane to fall far short. Only that Yicui Pavilion has a potential financial backer!"

Bai Zheng was just gargling her saliva, hearing that, the hand holding the cup paused for a moment, her eyebrows raised up slightly.

Zhuling immediately handed over the copper basin and continued speaking: "I heard that a thief entered Smokey Willow Lane yesterday, and someone reported it to the official. Mansion of Jing Zhao Yin sent many soldiers to search the place, and in the end, they found the Yicui Pavilion …"

After saying that, Zhuling paused, and suddenly changed the topic: "Does Miss know, within the Yicui Pavilion, which one is the most enchanting, with the body shape, the voice the most moving, and the zither dancing skills the most proficient?