Chapter 18

  Murong Feng sneered inwardly, and said, "Alright, let's go back and talk about it later. Fooling you is just like playing a game." On the surface, he still smiled warmly, seemingly completely unbothered, and slightly bowed to the Empress Dowager, the Emperor and Empress, and others, before leaving with Sima Rui.

  As she passed by Murong Xuan's side, she suddenly whispered in a voice that no one else could hear, only Murong Xuan listened carefully and heard: "Murong Xuan, if you don't stop now, you'll probably have to call Murong Xue 'mother'."

  "Murong Feng, hurry up!" Sima Rui walked to the exit of the garden, without turning his head and coldly shouted.

  Murong Feng quickly walked a few steps to Sima Rui's side, turned his back on the crowd, glanced at Sima Rui with a sideways look, and said in an equally cold voice: "Fourth Prince, you're really spirited. Why did you shout so loudly? You scared people to death! My heart is still good, but you almost gave me a heart attack."

  "Murong Feng!" Sima Rui was almost suffocated by this stinky woman, even if she were really Bai Min, it wouldn't work. She looked gentle and kind, but was actually very clingy. "Shut your mouth for me!"

  Murong Feng curled his lip, "Alright, Sima Rui, since you said so, I'll shut up now." After that, he pursed his lips and didn't make another sound, lifting his legs to walk forward, not even bothering to look at Sima Rui.

  Simarui was taken aback, this stinky girl, is really quite 'annoying'!

  "Yan Yu, hurry up and follow your master. If Rui Er does anything out of line, inform me immediately." The empress immediately ordered Yan Yu to follow, and in her heart, she was indeed worried about Mu Rong Feng. Fortunately, although this Sima Rui was mischievous, he had never laid hands on a woman before. It seemed unlikely that he would harm Mu Rong Feng, but just in case, it was better to have Yan Yu keep an eye on things.

  "Yes, Empress Dowager, I'll go right away. I won't let anything happen to the master." Yan Yu hastily followed the group in front, while Wang Bao quietly trailed behind, thinking to himself that this trip would surely be lively, and hoping nothing bad would happen.

  Back at the Fourth Prince's estate, as soon as the gate closed, Murong Feng sat down on a stone bench with a pleased expression, gazing at the flowers, grass and trees in the courtyard, looking carefree and content. He completely ignored Sima Rui's angry face, not even acknowledging that there was someone standing in front of him.

  "Murong Feng, who allowed you to sit down, stand up!" Sima Rui was furious. This stinky girl really thought he was an invisible person, sitting down by herself and looking around with a relaxed face, as if she hadn't seen his anger at all. Who did she think she was? Did she think that just because she was the fourth prince's consort, she didn't have to be afraid? Even so, he could still discipline her.

  Murong Feng's eyelids didn't lift, gazing at a pot of chrysanthemum with beautiful, long petals hanging down, as if he hadn't heard anything, his face wore an interested smile.

  "Murong Feng, are you deaf? I told you to stand up!" Sima Rui was furious and almost went over to pull Murong Feng up himself. At the same time, he waved his hand and shouted at the slaves standing around, "All of you get out!"

  The slaves and eunuchs immediately dispersed far away, Yan Yu, Wang Bao, and Chun Liu were worried about Murong Feng in their hearts but did not dare to stay any longer, so they quietly hid aside, perked up their ears to listen to the movements inside, if it really didn't work out, they would go to call for reinforcements.

  Murong Feng heard that everyone had dispersed and stood up from the stone bench, continuing to look at her flowers, still ignoring Sima Rui.

  "Murong Feng, explain to me what's going on with Bai Min!" Sima Rui sat down on the stone bench himself, his eyes fixed on Murong Feng. "If you tell a lie, be careful I'll divorce you immediately and send you back to the Murong Royal Manor!"

  Murong Feng still didn't speak.

  "Murong Feng! ——" Sima Rui was truly furious, standing up and standing in front of Murong Feng, shouting loudly at him, "Tell me what's going on right now!"

  "What are you glaring at!" Murong Feng's face sank, and he said coldly, "Simarui, do you really think you're a petty person who goes back on his word? You were the one who told me to shut up first, I shut up, and now you're asking me what White Mian is. Where would I know what White Mian is? Are you intentionally picking a fight? Don't try to intimidate me with your threats, I'd be delighted if you actually divorced me! The golden token given by my grandmother has the power of life and death over you princes and nobles, just like an imperial sword has power over commoners. Killing you may not be realistic, but punishing you is entirely possible."

  Simarui was taken aback.

  "What kind of person is Bai Min? Where did you meet him?" This time it was Mu Rong Feng asking, his serious expression leaving no room for doubt.

  Simarui was stunned, this Murong Feng, is it real or fake? "Bai Min is a young master." He paused and subconsciously replied, "I met him at the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion, is he the one who asked me about Murong Xue?"

  "Then you should go ask Murong Xue." Murong Feng turned his head back, continuing to look at the chrysanthemum flowers, actually trying to hide a smile that was almost on his lips. His voice came over to Sima Rui with his back still turned, "Are you doing this on purpose? Bai Min is a young master, you shouldn't suspect that I, Murong Feng, am a man, right? Even if Murong Qing had the courage of the heavens, he wouldn't send a boy here. Zui Xiang Lou is what kind of place? Listening to the name, it should be a gentle and soft place, isn't that somewhere a young lady like me can go?"

  Simarui thought Murong Feng was being deliberate, but couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.

  "Right," Murong Feng suddenly said, "he went to find you to look for Murong Xue, what did he want? If he wanted to find Murong Xue, he should have gone to the Murong Royal Manor, why come looking for you?"

  Simarui was so angry that he plopped down on his butt and refused to pay any more attention to Murong Feng.

  "Really," Murong Feng's face suddenly enlarged in front of Sima Rui, then retreated to a distance, "does he look like me? I'd like to meet him too. If you find him, be sure to introduce me to this white gentleman. Having been scolded for the sake of this white gentleman, if I couldn't see him, it would be a pity."

  Simarui's only reaction was a bitter smile. "Murong Feng, are you for real or just pretending?"

  "Nature is true." Murong Feng blinked, answering very seriously, with a hint of suppressed laughter in his eyes. This fool was actually playing this trick on her, giving him a deadpan look, see what he could do about it. I just wouldn't admit that I'm Bai Min, what could you do to me? If you want to play, let's have a good game!

  "Spring Willow," Murong Xue called out, and Spring Willow immediately walked in. Murong Feng looked at her with a smile and said, "Go tell the kitchen to prepare some food, I'm starving. I just came back from Grandmother's place and didn't have time to eat anything." Turning to look at Sima Rui, "Fourth Prince, do you want to eat? Or are you going to go somewhere else to eat? You don't seem to have the habit of staying in the Fourth Prince's residence for a long time. If there's something you need to take care of, I won't keep you." After finishing speaking, she smiled lightly and left slowly, leaving Sima Rui alone to sulk.

  Simarui was furious, but couldn't express it, and felt that Bai Min was being suspicious, but Murong Feng's expression didn't seem like he was lying. It was really strange, good people were being wronged, it was really unbearable. Thinking carefully, the two people's appearances were indeed very similar, just like twins. But did Murong Feng have such audacity? Wasn't she always a rather timid and weak person?

  Is Bai Min really a person?!