The Charm of a Powerful Woman Spreads Across the World

Chapter 221

Mu Wen's expression softened, and he regained his composure. He still whispered, "Me too, Feng'er, I really want to hold you while I sleep."

Ru Fan looked at him strangely, lowered her head, and simply said, "Let's go quickly, don't let anyone see me." Ru Feng thought of the lovemaking they had just experienced. Oh God, if it were like this every day... Thinking this made his body ache even more.

Mu Wenchen, unaware of Rufeng's thoughts, assumed she was simply shy. He happily hoisted her onto his arm and began walking in a zigzag pattern, making no attempt to avoid encountering eunuchs or palace servants along the way. He walked openly and even slowed his pace to ensure Rufeng slept better. Rufeng, exhausted, was already dozing off, her head buried in his arms, oblivious to her surroundings.

"Ru Feng!" A thunderous roar suddenly roused Ru Feng from his reverie.

"What happened?" Ru Fan muttered, rubbing his eyes.

"We've arrived," Mu Wenchen said casually, glancing at the people in front of him with a possessive look in his eyes, and holding Rufeng in his arms even tighter.

"Uncle, I believe Ru Fengfu has legs and can walk on his own," Yu Xuan said defiantly. He had just been...

They were taken to Pian Yin to rest. When he woke up, they heard that Ru Feng had already left with Huang She, so they stayed and waited for a while. It was almost dark when they finally prepared to leave the palace. If they hadn't seen General Yu Chi outside the palace gate, they would have left long ago and wouldn't have seen this scene.

The Imperial Uncle… the usually aloof Imperial Uncle actually showed such an expression to Ru Feng again; it was extremely irritating! Extremely irritating!

Ru Feng was now fully awake. She opened her eyes and looked at her grandfather, who was about to breathe fire, Yu Xuan, who was venting his anger, and Yu Jue, whose emotions were unreadable.

Ru Feng grinned foolishly, clapped his hands, and said, "Hello, Master Tai."

"Let's go back." Looking at Ru Feng's appearance, Yu Chi Huaiyang didn't want to vent his anger, no matter how much he was angry. Besides, this wasn't a good place to talk, so he said, "Get down quickly. What kind of behavior is this, hugging and cuddling with the roe deer all day long?"

"It's alright, Ru Feng is about to marry me anyway." Mu Wenchen shook his head, stubbornly refusing to accept Ru Feng's offer.

With a sigh, Ru Feng patted Mu Wenchen's chest and said, "I'll walk by myself."

“No, you’re not feeling well. I’ll go back with you.” Mu Wenchen shook his head, glancing meaningfully at Yu Jue and Yu Xuan.

Yu Jue and Yu Xuan's faces paled, and they both looked at Ru Feng with a questioning gaze. Was this what they thought?

Ru Feng could only touch his nose, glance at Yu Chi Huaiyang, and dare not say anything rash. He could only say, "Let me down."

Perhaps it was because Yuchi Huaiyang had sharp eyesight, but Mu Wenchen had no choice but to say, "Let's get in the carriage." It turned out that Mu Tong had already driven the carriage over at some point, so Mu Wenchen took the lead and jumped into the carriage, never letting go of Rufeng from beginning to end.

Yu Chi Huaiyang sighed. Ru Feng was like a lost treasure that had been found again, and Mu Wenchen was the boy who had saved him and the army more than ten years ago, so... let the young people do what they want.

"Second Prince, Third Prince, I'll take my leave now." He cupped his hands in greeting, then jumped onto his horse and followed behind the carriage. Sigh, the Second Prince and Third Prince were actually a good match, but compared to Mu Wenchen, they seemed to fall a little short. The Second Prince was about to become the Crown Prince and would surely marry many women in the future; the Third Prince would also become a prince, but he had always been a vagabond, and it was said that the princess of Chun Teng Kingdom was fond of him, and they were already engaged. So, it was best for Ru Feng not to get involved in this mess. But most importantly, Ru Feng didn't like them.

Behind them, only Yujue and Yuxuan remained, along with a large group of guards. The two exchanged a glance. Yuxuan quickly said, "Brother, should we go?"

"What are we going there for?" Yu Jue glanced at him, got into his carriage, and stared blankly into the distance. Ever since he chose that chair, had he lost his right to it?

One life, one love, one partner—she couldn't give Ru Feng such a promise. And her younger brother… Thinking of Yu Xuan, and then looking at Yu Xuan who had already jumped up, she sighed and said, "Little San, think positively. What's not yours will never be yours."

"I am no less capable than the Imperial Uncle," Yu Xuan said in a low voice, though it was not clearly heard due to the rumbling of the wheels.

"But Ru Feng doesn't like you," Yu Jue whispered, patting Yu Xuan's shoulder and neck. He had clearly witnessed the conversation between his uncle and Ru Feng. Their world was not one he could easily intrude upon.

"Brother, have you given up?" Yu Xuan stared intently at Yu Jue, knowing that his brother's love for Ru Feng was no less than his own.

“Can I not give up? This is the happiness that Ru Feng chose herself, and I don’t want to ruin it.” Yu Jue smiled lightly and said, “Let’s hurry up and get my brother off the throne. I’ve had enough.” A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

Yu Xuan nodded, shifting his attention away from Ru Feng and getting down to business.

When Ru Feng returned home, she was indeed warmly welcomed again. Lin Woyi Lan's tears alone were enough to make her breathless, not to mention the presence of someone as important as Mu Wenchen.

Seeing Mu Wenchen surrounded by his mother and Zuiyue, and Mu Wenchen remaining silent, Rufeng had no choice but to speak up when the atmosphere became awkward, saying, "You should go back first." As she spoke, she winked at Mu Wenchen.

Mu Wenchen breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to talk to these women in front of him, but they were Ru Feng's relatives. Since he couldn't hit or scold them, he could only remain silent.

He approached Rufeng, looked at her carefully, touched her face, and said, "You should rest well. I will come to propose marriage tomorrow."

These words caused an uproar, with Lin Yilan being the first to exclaim, "A marriage proposal? Tomorrow?"

"Yes, Auntie," Mu Wenchen replied politely.

“But we don’t know anything about you,” Lin Yilan muttered, and Yu Chisong glared at her.

Yu Chi Huaiyang sat silently to one side. Seeing everyone in a mess, he said loudly, "Go back, we'll talk about this tomorrow." With that, he took the lead and walked out.

Seeing this, Mu Wenchen also went out and looked at Yuchi Huaiyang, knowing that he had something to say.

"You should get His Majesty's approval first. I don't want Ru Feng to suffer any injustice." Yu Chi Huaiyang sighed. The anger he felt at first from being deceived had been almost completely worn down by Ru Feng's current precarious situation. Now he was just an ordinary old man who hoped that his once proud granddaughter would find a good home.

Mu Wenchen was taken aback for a moment, then quickly said, "Don't worry, General, I will do my best."

Mu Wenchen looked firmly at Yuchi Huaiyang, their eyes meeting for a moment before Yuchi Huaiyang nodded and walked into the main hall. Mu Wenchen glanced at Rufeng, who was surrounded, and then walked out of the courtyard, with Mu Tong following closely behind.

The two boarded the carriage together, and Mu Tong immediately spoke up: "Master, it seems His Majesty won't agree." Although Ao Yuchi Rufeng is very good, His Majesty seems to like him very much.

“I’ll convince him.” Mu Wenchen glanced at Mu Tong and said, “Do you really dislike Feng’er?”

Upon hearing this, Mu Tong's lips twitched slightly. "Feng'er, that's quite a tender call," she thought. "Could it be that Master really did something with Ru Feng in that secret room this afternoon? Even I rarely get to enter that room. And when Master was under four restrictions recently, he always had me bring in things like quilts embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, mosquito nets, and erotic pictures—it's practically a den of pleasure. I just don't know if Master would actually do it."

Mu Tong glanced at Mu Wenchen suspiciously, but then she remembered the hot water he had asked her to bring in. Could it be... that something really happened?

Good heavens! Mu Tong was shocked by his own imagination. He covered his mouth, looking at Mu Wenchen with surprise and joy. Good heavens, he never thought his master would do such a thing? He thought his master would be single until the end. So... his master is still a man after all, with a beauty like Ru Feng by his side... hehe.

"What are you grinning about?" Mu Wenchen looked at Mu Tong, who was grinning mischievously, with displeasure. "You seem to be spacing out a lot lately?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Tong's face turned pale, and she hurriedly knelt down, saying, "Master, I absolutely didn't. I was just thinking about how to prepare for the wedding. Time is too tight, and I'm afraid we won't have enough time."

Upon hearing this, Mu Wenchen flicked his sleeves, gave him a sharp look that seemed to see into the depths of Mu Tong's soul, and then slowly said, "Get up."

Mu Tong then got up with relief, carefully sat down to the side, and said softly, "Master, isn't it a bit too early to propose marriage tomorrow? There's still a lot to prepare. The amount of the betrothal gifts from the groom's family is a matter of face for the bride. Could you please give us a few more days so that everyone can make detailed preparations?" After saying that, she looked at him cautiously, deciding that she would never again be absent-minded in front of her master, nor would she be disrespectful. She had neglected her master's relationship with Ru Feng recently, and she would never do that again.

Mu Tong made a silent vow, his face filled with determination.

Mu Wensheng suddenly said, "I have already prepared Feng'er's betrothal gifts."

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Mu Tong slid off the stool and quickly asked cautiously, "When did Master prepare this?" How could she not know? She was always inseparable from Master; what a failure! Would Master be annoyed by her recent emotional outbursts?