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"Don't worry. This time, the hunt will be very exciting. I can't wait." He suppressed his feelings as he spoke, but his eyes never left her injured hand.

"Ninth Prince …" Lian Ruyue turned around and said, "From beginning to end, we are only allies. I will pretend I didn't hear that name and never call out to her again. We'll meet each other at the hunting grounds."

As she spoke, Lian Meng Yue turned around and quickly left. Feng Yunzheng looked at her ice-cold figure that had decisively left and deeply sighed.

He suddenly thought of his past life, and he had never entered her heart before. In this life, would he be like this as well?

Could it be that in his rebirth, he would be unable to change anything in the end?

"Your Highness …" "It's time to go."

"Tell Leng Mei to take good care of her. There must not be any mistakes. Her hand must not leave any scars." Feng Yunzheng instructed.

"Yes."

Feng Yunzheng followed the night sky and left, his white brocade robe blending into the night.

Within the palace of the Prince of Yue, Feng Qianyue.

A girl dressed in a Peach Blossom Embroidered Lotus dress sat cross-legged on the ground. A lute was placed horizontally in front of her, and her ten slender fingers were like flowing water as they traced the strings of the zither, creating a sound that could be heard from far away.

The woman occasionally raised her head and saw the hazy silhouette of the man behind the seven rosewood screens. He was reclining on a wide, carved yellow and pear-shaped chair.

Behind the screen.

Feng Qianyue's unfathomable eyes stared at the woman playing the zither in front of him. He slowly clenched his fists, and as he played this familiar tune, he suddenly saw a strange yet familiar figure — —

The lute music abruptly stopped at this moment. The woman who was playing the zither got up and kneeled on the ground. With a soft and sweet voice, she said, "Your Highness."

Feng Qianyue's eyes were full of malice. With a wave of his hand, the screen in front of him crashed onto the ground —

"Raise your head."

The girl slowly raised her head and looked at the handsome man in front of her with tears in her eyes. This girl was actually somewhat similar to Lian Yue's appearance.

"Come here." Feng Qian spoke with an ice-cold voice and his gaze became even colder.

The woman was overjoyed. She was just an ordinary singer, but the Fourth Prince had suddenly set his eyes on her and brought her back to the palace. If she could stay in the palace and be his concubine, then that would be a great favor.

A soft and silky satin cloth fell off from her shoulders, and her clothes were taken off. Only a snow-white silk cloth was left over to wrap around her enchanting figure.

"Come here!" Feng Qianyue made a hook with his long hand, and the woman fell onto his body. He flipped over and exerted a force with his hand, and the thin material that was only used to cover his body instantly became fragments within his palm.

Within the room, it was an enchanting scene.

No matter how the woman beneath him tried to curry favor with him, his face remained expressionless. His mind flashed, and once again, he recalled that day at the An Kingdom's princess' mansion, when Feng Yunzheng and Lian Xiyue had fought against him together.

Two hours later, Feng Qianyue finally flipped over from the bed, pulled on a purple robe, and put it on. The woman's face on the bed was buried under a thin blanket, and her entire body was flushed red.

"Your Highness …" The voice of his personal guard, Ying Kong, sounded from outside the hall.

"How's the investigation going? What's wrong with you? " His voice was a little gloomy and hoarse. Recently, he had no choice but to personally intervene in the investigation since he had suffered numerous casualties. If he did not withdraw, he was afraid that his identity would be exposed.

He had a hunch that something was wrong, but for a moment he couldn't figure it out.

Sure enough, Ying Kong lowered his head and said, "Your Highness, please forgive me. You won't be able to win. Even after several days of investigation, you will still be unable to find any results."

"It must be related to her!" Feng Qianyue was suddenly enraged. He turned around and picked up the naked woman on the bed and grabbed her neck. The woman was originally immersed in the pleasures of being favoured, but she suddenly found it difficult to breathe.

"Did she send you? Speak!"

The woman shook her head with great effort as she felt it getting harder and harder to breathe. Her eyes bulged out as she said, "Spare me, spare me …" Your Highness... "The palace …"

One moment he was in heaven, and the next moment he was in hell. The fourth prince was so unpredictable.

"Ugh …" With a wave of his hand, the lute girl was sent flying like a leaf. Her body struck the pillar, and with a 'peng' sound, she spat out a mouthful of blood.

As for him, he lifted the curtain and expressionlessly walked out.

ji ji, ji ji, ji ji … * The next day, after leaving Qingan Courtyard, she passed by a forest of Hibiscus Mutabilis trees. Suddenly, Lian Ruyue heard a weak cry, and she lowered her head to search for it.

"Ah, young miss, it is a newborn baby oriole bird. It looks like the wind is blowing its nest!"

"They're coming down." The first thing to be found was the nest under a hibiscus.

In the nest, there was a bird that had just hatched, its feathers not even growing yet. Its skin was almost transparent, and one could clearly see the blood vessels and squirming organs under its skin. At this moment, it feebly opened its mouth and let out an extremely weak cry.

Seeing this young bird, Lian Ruyue's heart suddenly moved. In her mind, she unexpectedly thought of her son who was removed from her womb!

Her body trembled and her eyes began to burn.

"Miss, let Greenbranch put the nest back on the tree." "Yes," both Qing Dai and Yun Xiang were oblivious to the turmoil in her heart as they spoke.

"Wait!" Just as Greenbranch's hand was about to touch the nest, she suddenly cried out, "I'll do it."

She walked over and raised the bird's nest with both hands — —

"Ya, First Miss, your hand is injured, you can't touch it carelessly." Seeing this, the young woman hurriedly tried to stop him. Lian Yue's hand was still wrapped around Feng Yunzheng's white cloth.

"No problem, I won't hurt myself." She took the nest from Greenbranch's hand.

"Eldest Miss, it should have been placed there." Qing Dai pointed at the branch at the very top of the Hibiscus tree next to them. In the middle of the branch, there was still some yellow mud and grass.

Lian Ruyue went over and tiptoed to place the nest on top of it.

The moment Feng Qianyue entered the gate of the General's Estate's back garden, he saw a young girl holding a bird nest in her hands. She was struggling to stand on her tiptoes to put it back onto the tree branch, but because she wasn't tall enough, her face was slightly flushed.

He couldn't help but stop in his tracks.

Her gaze fell upon her body. She was wearing a moon-white satin, cold blue silk dress with rolling white silk, and a snow-white silver fox fur cloak. She wore a shock bun, and beside her was a green flower and a phoenix hairpin.