The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

Chapter 318 - Pampering



Chapter 318 - Pampering

Feng Muyan suddenly lifted the curtain of the carriage, and the anger in his eyes instantly turned into doting. What a reckless girl! If anything went wrong on the road, wouldn't he regret it for the rest of his life?

"Li'er, why are you so willful..." Feng Muyan was interrupted by Song Yunli before he could finish his words.

"Amu, I still have a lot of accounts to settle with you! You clearly promised to bring me here, but you took advantage of me when I was off guard and knocked me out and sent me back to the Mu family!" Song Yunli's face turned red with anger, and then she stretched out her slender index finger and poked Feng Muyan's chest.

"Li'er, you are not alone now, and you still have to take care of the fetus in your belly. I cannot let you take this risk."

"Then you can do whatever you want. Anyway, I'm already here. If you ask me to go back, you can't predict what kind of accidents might happen on the way." Song Yunli turned her face away and snorted, making Feng Muyan on the side laugh and cry.

"I didn't say I would send you back. Look at your arrogant look. Only you dare to talk to me like that."

As soon as she heard him call himself "the King", she knew that he couldn't do anything to her and had already compromised.

Seeing Song Yunli raised her mouth proudly, Feng Muyan flicked her forehead helplessly. He was really being taken advantage of by this girl now. He couldn't bear to blame her at all. What would happen in the future? After the child was born, would his position in the family still be stable?

"Ammu, did you come here on horseback? How about we come together?" Song Yunli's eyes were full of excitement. She was exhausted from sitting in the carriage for so many days. Finally, she could breathe some fresh air.

"If you want to follow me, then stay in the carriage obediently. Otherwise, I can send two teams of people to escort you back. This way, you don't have to worry about accidents on the road." Feng Muyan said with a stern face and irrefutable.

"But I've been in the carriage for a long time..."

"No one asked you to come here in a carriage!" Feng Muyan said gritting his teeth. God knows when that person reported that there was a carriage following the team, his heart almost jumped out. If this girl doesn't obey, she can do anything.

In the end, Song Yunli realized that she was in the wrong and also considered the fetus in her belly, so she reluctantly agreed to stay in the carriage, but the prerequisite was that Feng Muyan had to abandon the horse to accompany her. The result can be imagined. Prince Mu's thin arms were no match for Princess Mu's thick legs!

Chu Yuhuan, who was at the front of the team, didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but after half an hour, he suddenly found that Feng Muyan had not returned yet. He became anxious and sent people to the back of the team to find out what had happened.

"How?" Chu Yuhuan frowned, looking a little worried.

"Your Majesty, according to my investigation, the Prince Consort should have entered the carriage at the back and is not in any danger!" the spy reported while kneeling down.

Chu Yuhuan's mouth froze. Was it the suspicious carriage that the spy had just mentioned? How could Feng Muyan go in after investigating? His doubts grew heavier, and he turned his horse around and ran to the back of the team.

In the carriage, "Li'er, who is this little girl driving the carriage outside? You don't have to find a driver so young, right?" Feng Muyan asked with a smile. When he came from a distance just now, he thought that this carriage had no driver and relied entirely on the old horse to know the way. He never expected that there was a little girl less than ten years old sitting at the door of the carriage.

Song Yunli briefly recounted the story of encountering the assassin on the road, including how he met Xing'er and his sister, and finally how he recruited Xing'er into his service.

Although she described the whole process as extremely simple, Feng Muyan also felt the difficulty involved and couldn't help but feel even more distressed for the person in front of him.

"By the way, Amu, on the way here just now, Xing'er and I encountered the pseudo-Dongchu army." Song Yunli suddenly became serious, and his handsome black eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"Fake Dongchu army?"


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