Chapter 80: Chapter 80

Very soon, Feng Qingyang’s expression relaxed.

Seeing this, Li Cheng was secretly relieved.

Yet he couldn’t help but curse inwardly: The Crown Prince’s display this time was truly over the top!

Is he truly unafraid of the Emperor acting against him?

Bai Susu held a hand warmer and finally finished reading the last list of betrothal gifts.

Thinking about Feng Qiwu’s extravagant spending this time, she couldn’t help but sigh softly.

Just as she finished sighing, she heard Feng Qiwu ask, "Susu, why are you sighing?"

Seeing him approach, Bai Susu looked at him helplessly and said, "Your betrothal gifts this time are too extravagant. Aren’t you afraid the Emperor will do something to you?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Qiwu’s face darkened slightly, smiling faintly, "Don’t worry, he won’t."

Feng Qingyang knows well how he came to sit on the throne.

He also knows well how Da Qin became the leader of many nations, revered by others.

A man who relied on a woman to stabilize his empire, no matter how greedy, would always disdain using things left by others.

Though he detested the woman who bore him, wishing she had killed him in her womb, he felt no burden using the things she left behind.

Seeing Feng Qiwu’s reassurance, Bai Susu finally breathed a sigh of relief, "That’s good. But next time, you should be more low-key."

Not every emperor has the broadness of mind to be pleased with having such an outstanding son.

This is the Royal Family, and the highest ruler with life and death power can only be one person.

When an exceptional son might threaten one’s position and can rightfully inherit it, which emperor wouldn’t be vigilant?

The saying "Heavenly Family has no father and son" is not a joke.

Throughout history, how few have fought to the death for the throne?

Seeing Bai Susu’s concern, Feng Qiwu couldn’t help but smile innocently, "I would like to keep a low profile, but my talent won’t allow it."

Are you living in the Versailles Palace?

Aren’t you afraid people will hear and want to beat you up?

Seeing Bai Susu speechless, Feng Qiwu burst into a light laugh.

"Susu, you really look like a cute squirrel right now." Feng Qiwu reached out and lightly pinched Bai Susu’s slightly puffed cheeks.

Bai Susu, seeing this, irritatedly reached out and gently pushed his hand away.

But Feng Qiwu quickly took hold of her slightly cool palm.

"How come your hand is still cold even with charcoal burning?" Feng Qiwu frowned.

Hearing this, Bai Susu quickly said, "It’s much better already; it just feels cold to the touch."

Then she praised, "But this plum blossom charcoal is really nice, not only does it burn longer, but it also has a faint plum blossom fragrance. I really like it."

Everything Feng Qiwu sent her was truly excellent.

"If you like it, I’ll have people make more and send them over. Use it whenever you feel cold," Feng Qiwu said softly.

As for the cost of this piece of plum blossom charcoal not being less than ten taels of silver, there was no need to tell her.

He wasn’t short on money anyway.

Bai Susu nodded and then asked Chuntao to bring hot water to wash her hands, preparing to sleep.

Seeing this, Feng Qiwu couldn’t help but smile slightly.

He increasingly felt a sense of home now.

Meanwhile, at the Prince Mansion.

News of the amount of betrothal gifts Feng Qiwu gave had already spread throughout the city and naturally could not be hidden from Feng Changge and Bai Wanwan.

Bai Wanwan truly didn’t expect Feng Qiwu to spend so much to gain Prime Minister Bai’s support.

Though she knew Bai Susu wouldn’t survive long after marriage, it was impossible not to envy and be jealous of Bai Susu just from seeing these betrothal gifts.

After all, even if Bai Susu died, today’s betrothal gifts alone would have given her a moment of glory.

Moreover, when she entered the Prince Mansion, Feng Changge hadn’t even bothered to make the slightest effort to please her.

Just as Bai Wanwan pondered this, the door was suddenly pushed open by someone.

The next moment, the expressionless Feng Changge strode in.

Seeing Bai Wanwan in her plain white dress sitting at the vanity, Feng Changge couldn’t help but step forward and sneer, "Even though you are a daughter of the Bai Mansion, why is there such a huge difference in fate?"

Hearing this, Bai Wanwan secretly clenched her hands.

Inside, she was on guard.

She had been in the Prince Mansion for a few days, but Feng Changge acted as if he forgot about her existence, not visiting even once.

Today, he purposely came to ridicule her.

Clearly, he was deeply affected by Feng Qiwu’s betrothal gifts.

If he went mad and harmed her like in her previous life, causing her to lose her child, that would be disastrous.

Feng Changge naturally noticed the wariness in Bai Wanwan’s eyes.

For a moment, his eyes were even more hostile.

Then, he stepped forward and fiercely pinched Bai Wanwan’s chin, looking at her coldly, "What? You don’t want me to touch you?"

"Too bad, you’re already my woman. Even if you don’t want to, you must serve me!"

With that, Feng Changge seized Bai Wanwan’s arm and dragged her toward the bed, his movements exceedingly rough and forceful. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel⦿fire.net

Bai Wanwan, fearing for her child, quickly used her other hand to protect her belly.

But just as they reached the bed, she was thrown onto the blanket by Feng Changge.

Instantly, Bai Wanwan was left dizzy and dazed.

At this moment, Feng Changge’s heavy body pressed down on her fiercely.

His lips and tongue, snake-like, bit open Bai Wanwan’s lips.

Bai Wanwan cried out in pain, but this only made Feng Changge even more violent.

With a tearing sound, Bai Wanwan’s clothes were ruthlessly ripped apart by him.

At this moment, Bai Wanwan suddenly calmed down.

She had long thought of the possibility of being abused by Feng Changge, so she had prepared in advance.

Her fingers desperately reached for the hairpin on her head, and the next moment, she gripped it tightly and slashed it across Feng Changge’s back, then pressed it against his neck.

"Feng Changge, do you dare to touch me again?" Bai Wanwan said coldly.

Since she dared to do this, naturally, she could bear the consequences of doing so.

Feng Changge indeed froze.

But to Bai Wanwan’s surprise, what she did did not make Feng Changge furious; instead, his eyes glimmered with a strangely excited gaze.

Bai Wanwan couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy.

Then she heard Feng Changge laugh lightly.

"You, this woman, truly gentle on the outside but bold and wanton on the inside!"

Hearing this, Bai Wanwan frowned instantly, displeased, "What are you talking about?"

"Still denying it? Don’t you know, Drunken Beauty can amplify your inner desires, revealing your truest self?"

"You dared to ride me in the inn, so why still play innocent and demure?" Feng Changge taunted.

Hearing this, Bai Wanwan nearly dropped the hairpin in her hand.