bookcurios Chapter 128 A Strange Feeling
Chapter 128 A Strange Feeling
"I don't mind, and if you marry me, you can come with me to the Royal Academy to cultivate; the Emperor has agreed."
The Seventh Prince paused for a moment, then continued, "And there are only two spots available!"
After saying that, he stretched out two slender fingers and waved them in front of Feng Jiutian.
The Seventh Prince looked at Feng Jiutian innocently, his eyes not round, but also showing signs of weariness from being tormented for a long time. However, Feng Jiutian inexplicably sensed a fox-like aura in them.
Upon hearing the words "Royal Academy," Feng Jiutian's heart skipped a beat. She didn't argue further, but instead lowered her eyes and silently said to Xuanji Zi in her heart.
"Old man, how much of what he said do you think is true?"
Xuanji Zi pondered for a moment before solemnly saying, "There's a high probability that the rumors circulating in the streets suggest that the Emperor doesn't treat him well. This time, not only did he choose a concubine for him, but he also sent him to the Royal Academy for training. It's clearly an attempt to make amends for what he owes him, so I think what he said is probably true."
After listening to Xuanji Zi's words, Feng Jiutian fell into deep thought. If that's the case, then wouldn't she be very close to her goal?
Looking up at the Seventh Prince, who was sitting in a wheelchair waiting for her answer, she suddenly understood why he seemed so familiar; his aura was too similar to that of that devilishly handsome man.
Could this be him?
After examining him carefully for a while, Feng Jiutian felt that the aura on the Seventh Prince was no longer so familiar.
Did they really mistake someone for someone else?
Feng Jiutian withdrew her attention from the Seventh Prince.
However, still feeling uneasy, he asked Xuanjizi in his heart.
"Old man, don't you think there's something wrong with the Seventh Prince?"
She still remembered what happened last time.
Although she ultimately paid a price for her soft heart and even owed that damned sissy his life, in her heart, the Seventh Prince, despite his noble status, still couldn't forget his inherent cowardice.
She once felt that such a stunningly beautiful person shouldn't have ended up like this.
That's why they finally killed the wicked servant and spared his life.
But now, that feeling has faded; instead, it's more of a strange feeling.
Feng Jiutian couldn't quite put his finger on the differences, but he kept having this feeling in his heart.
Xuanji Zi simply sighed and remained silent.
He naturally knew the reason.
However, although the man opposite him had a detached gaze, he subtly made a gesture that he was all too familiar with.
That was a gesture known only to families of alchemists; a simple gesture that served as a severe warning.
Once Xuanji Zi tells Feng Jiutian, she will have to bear all the consequences.
Feng Jiutian waited for a while, but found that Xuanji Zi did not speak, and a trace of doubt flashed across his eyes.
Are they refining elixirs?
Feng Jiutian pursed her lips and kept the matter to herself.
Anyway, she has plenty of time in the future, and she's definitely going to the Royal Academy.
As for the wedding, we'll figure something out later.
Besides...
As long as they spend enough time together, she's not afraid that this person won't reveal their true colors.
“I agree to marry you, but we have to postpone the wedding for a year. I will go to the Royal Academy with you as your fiancée. If you don’t agree, then just pretend I didn’t say anything and I will continue to be the second young lady of the Feng family.”
Feng Jiutian raised an eyebrow and said arrogantly.
"make a deal."
This made Feng Jiutian raise his eyebrows in surprise.
He agreed so easily, but how is he going to get past the emperor?
Feng Jiutian glanced sideways and found that the Seventh Prince was looking at her with bright eyes, as if he was very happy: "You have agreed to marry, so you can't go back on your word."
Feng Jiutian was somewhat stunned, then realized what was happening and looked at the Seventh Prince with a complicated expression.
She didn't know how to explain it, after all, her motives weren't exactly pure.
But seeing the Seventh Prince so happy, she felt a pang of guilt.
"Unless something unexpected happens, I will not go back on my word."
Feng Jiutian said, forcing a smile.
A glint seemed to flash in the Seventh Prince's eyes as he chuckled, "Then it's settled. Miss, please go and rest in the side hall. I'll go and ask my father for permission, and then I'll send someone to inform you."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared not far away and quietly pushed the wheelchair behind the Seventh Prince.
Bodyguards?
Feng Jiutian's eyes flickered, giving him an ambiguous look.
The Seventh Prince seemed oblivious to the eerie atmosphere, and said with a slight chuckle, "My father sent several guards after he learned I was getting married, but I've always been alone and used to peace and quiet, so I chased them away. Did that frighten you?"
Feng Jiutian's eyes darkened.
It appears to be flawless.
But that strange feeling just wouldn't go away from Feng Jiutian's mind.
Feng Jiutian bowed slightly: "In that case, I will go and rest. It's getting late."
After bidding farewell to the Seventh Prince, Feng Jiutian went to the side hall without hesitation.
The side hall was simply decorated, as if it had been renovated.
The silent palace was empty, and for some reason, Feng Jiutian thought of the Seventh Prince being trampled underfoot by the evil servants that night.
Weak and insecure.
Suddenly, Feng Jiutian's eyes lit up.
She knew something was wrong.
The Seventh Prince looked at his own eyes, which were too calm and mocking, but showed no fear or unease.
Night gradually enveloped the entire surroundings.
Feng Jiutian suddenly opened her eyes and flipped herself out of the palace.
Before long, they appeared in the Seventh Prince's palace.
The Seventh Prince's palace was quiet. Only the Seventh Prince remained, curled up tightly, muttering anxiously, "No, no, help! Don't kill me!"
Feng Jiutian watched silently until the Seventh Prince gradually calmed down and a tear rolled down his cheek before turning away.
Unbeknownst to her, the moment she left, the seventh prince on the bed opened his eyes and calmly watched the direction she had gone, his eyes filled with a smile.
"My lord, just as you predicted, Miss Feng is indeed cautious."
Mo Shaoxie stretched and smiled nonchalantly: "That's just her personality. You go and protect her well. If anything goes wrong, I'll hold you responsible."
Feng Jiutian returned directly to the side hall, having confirmed the Seventh Prince's identity in his heart, though his intuition still held a faint disbelief.
Maybe she really did see it wrong this time.
Feng Jiutian thought to himself silently, and spent a sleepless night.
……
Early the next morning, a maid came in with breakfast: "Miss Feng, this is the breakfast ordered by the prince. He said he will be here soon."
Feng Jiutian's lips twitched as he looked at the hot porridge. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
She was, after all, a person with a bad temper when she woke up; it was already quite kind of her not to throw the maid out along with the porridge.
No sooner had Feng Jiutian finished tidying up than she saw a person being pushed in by a guard.