After the assassins had fired all their arrows, they still hadn't managed to harm a hair on Feng Muting's head, so they had no choice but to show themselves and fight him.
The assassins' target was obvious: they were all heading straight for Feng Muting.
Feng Muting looked at Su Fuliu and called out, "Aliu, close your eyes!"
He was afraid that if Su Fuliu saw these bloody scenes of murder, her mental illness would flare up again.
Su Fuliu wanted to be brave and face it, but when he saw the gleaming swords in the assassin's hand, his heart tightened and he subconsciously turned away.
He still dared not look, afraid that he would see the image of a long sword piercing through his body again.
He tried to take deep breaths to stop himself from thinking about it.
He can do it, he can do it...
Lu Chimo and Bai Yulang stood to the side and realized that as long as they didn't interfere, the assassins wouldn't touch them.
But they certainly wouldn't stand idly by, so the two of them joined forces to help Feng Muting deal with these assassins.
Although the assassins outnumbered them, they were no match for the three of them and were quickly defeated.
Even though they deliberately spared a survivor, the assassin eventually committed suicide by poison.
Lu Chimo looked at the assassins and said, "It's a pity they're all dead. We can't know who sent them."
Feng Muting replied with icy eyes, "I already know who it is."
Bai Yulang was taken aback, then asked in surprise, "Who is it?"
"Besides that useless person who claims to be smart, who else would want me dead so badly?" Feng Muting's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a chilling killing intent.
Bai Yulang was taken aback again, not knowing who he was talking about.
Lu Chimo understood, but he didn't speak. Instead, he pulled Bai Yulang aside, signaling him not to say anything.
Then Feng Muting ran to Su Fuliu's side.
Su Fuliu kept his back to them, his hands clenched into fists and held in front of his chest, his eyes closed and taking deep breaths.
"It's alright, A-Liu." Feng Muting walked up to him and gently took his hands in his.
He quickly opened his eyes, looked at Feng Muting in front of him, and anxiously looked him up and down: "Are you alright?"
Feng Muting shook his head: "It's nothing, nothing at all."
Su Fuliu thought for a moment, then said, "We're very close to the capital. How could such a large group of assassins suddenly appear and head straight for you? Is the mastermind behind this... the Crown Prince?"
Feng Muting smiled and said, "I never thought that silly Ah Liu could be so smart."
Su Fuliu choked, then said with displeasure, "I'm speaking to you very seriously, why are you still grinning like that? The Crown Prince has already made his move. When we get back, you must be careful and not fall into his trap, understand?"
Feng Muting nodded.
Then Su Fuliu asked nervously, "You can win, right? You'll definitely win, right?"
Chapter 267 Marriage is a Big Deal
Su Fuliu was terrified.
Struggles for imperial power have always been bloody.
But he never thought about these things back then, because he and his siblings had always had a very good relationship since they were young.
They grew up in a loving family, without any impurities.
Having never experienced open or covert struggles, they assumed that everyone shared their kind hearts.
But the result was heartbreaking for them.
He didn't want Feng Muting to end up like him.
However, Feng Muting was smarter than him. Although he was very worried and scared, he believed that Feng Muting could definitely control everything.
Feng Muting saw the fear and unease in Su Fuliu's eyes and knew what he was afraid of, so he gave him a relaxed smile to ease his tension.
He raised his hand and touched Su Fuliu's face, replying, "Don't worry, A-Liu, everything is under my control. This foolish crown prince has delivered this opportunity to my doorstep, which is exactly what I wanted. Once we get back, I'll have a reason to send him flying!"
"But...those assassins are all dead, and we have no evidence..."
Feng Muting chuckled, "Whether I say it is him or not, if anyone dares to ask me for proof, I will send them to heaven!"
Su Fuliu looked at him, realizing for the first time what it meant to say the most domineering words in the gentlest tone: "Well, if your father asks you for evidence, would you dare kick him into the sky?"
“You don’t understand. Father is the least likely person to ask me for evidence,” Feng Muting replied.
Su Fuliu was completely confused: "Why?"
Feng Muting sighed softly: "How should I put it? Just think of me as Father Emperor's favorite and most indulgent father. Does that make it easier to understand?"
Su Fuliu blinked. Although she didn't understand the reason, the literal meaning of the words was easy to understand.
"Alright, it seems we can't grill this fish after all. Let's head back as soon as possible." With that, Feng Muting led Su Fuliu back to the carriage.
Lu Chimo and Bai Yulang also boarded the carriage.
Without further delay, the group set off back to the capital.
After arriving in the capital, Lu Chimo parted ways with Bai Yulang, Feng Muting, and Su Fuliu.
As soon as Lu Chimo and Bai Yulang arrived home, Bai Yulang couldn't help but ask, "Senior brother, you promised me that once we got back here, you would..."
At this point, he suddenly felt embarrassed and stopped talking.
Lu Chimo knew what he meant, and then cupped his face and said, "Senior brother hasn't forgotten, but... senior brother thinks that such a thing should be done in a more formal way. Aren't you and Young Master Su good friends now? Senior brother would like to invite him and the Prince later."
Bai Yulang was taken aback: "Senior brother, are you inviting them to your wedding?"
Lu Chimo smiled and said, "Young Master Su is Yulang's good friend, so he has to drink this cup of wine."
"Okay, then I'll follow your instructions, Senior Brother," Bai Yulang said shyly.
"Alright, but it will probably take a while. His Highness still needs to settle accounts with someone, so he and Young Master Su definitely won't be able to come for the time being. But that's fine, the wedding dress you want will also take some time to be made. It's all just waiting anyway, so Yulang, are you in no hurry?"
"I'm anxious, of course I'm anxious. I desperately want to be with my senior brother forever, but I can wait... because... getting married is a big deal!" Although Bai Yulang was shy, his eyes showed determination, and he was sure that he and Lu Chimo would be together forever.
Chapter 268 Ah Liu, You've Gone in the Wrong Direction
Lu Chimo laughed: "It is indeed a big deal, so I want to give Yulang an unforgettable wedding."
Hearing this, Bai Yulang couldn't help but ask with anticipation, "Senior brother, have you prepared another surprise?"
"you guess?"
"I can't guess."
"If Yulang can't guess, then there's nothing we can do."
"No, tell me, senior brother." Bai Yulang hugged Lu Chimo's waist, pressed himself tightly against his chest, and said coquettishly.
"If I tell you, it won't be a surprise anymore." Lu Chimo remained tight-lipped.
Bai Yulang pouted: "Alright, then I won't say anything more. Senior brother, I'm hungry, and I want to eat your cooking again..."
"Okay, what would you like to eat this time, Yulang?" Lu Chimo asked.
"I'll eat anything my senior brother makes."
“Well then, now that Yulang is full, it’s time for Senior Brother to eat,” Lu Chimo said with a meaningful smile.
Bai Yulang blushed immediately: "Once Yulang is full, Senior Brother can eat however he wants!"
Meanwhile, Feng Muting brought Su Fuliu back to the Prince's Mansion.
Su Fuliu then consciously walked towards his own room.
Feng Muting coughed twice: "Aliu, you're going the wrong way."
Su Fuliu was stunned for a moment: "That's right. Although we haven't been back for almost two months, how could I forget where my own room is!"
Feng Muting shook his head, then went over and pulled him toward his room: "You actually need me to remind you which way to go?"
Su Fuliu then realized what was happening, and lowered her head, feeling embarrassed as he led her away.
Upon arriving at Feng Muting's room, Feng Muting said, "Didn't you say you liked my big bed? You can sleep in it every day from now on."
Su Fuliu pouted: "Your Highness said you like my bed, so does Your Highness want to sleep in my room?"
Feng Muting pushed him down onto the bed, staring at him intently: "If I said you were an idiot, you really are an idiot. It's not that I like your room, it's that I like the room with you in it, understand?"
Su Fuliu stared at him blankly, then nodded woodenly: "I understand... I understand..."
Feng Muting's gaze involuntarily fell on Su Fuliu's slightly parted soft lips, and with a sudden impulse, he couldn't help but bite them.
He felt like he was asking for trouble, especially when he heard the little fool beneath him being kissed so hard he was dizzy and unconsciously making soft moans. His breathing suddenly became rapid.
Su Fuliu's heart suddenly tightened because he sensed a change in the person on top of him.
“Ah Liu…” Feng Muting’s voice was somewhat low.
He really wanted to ask Su Fuliu if it was okay, but in his impulsiveness, he remembered that Su Fuliu was still unwell and his eyes had only recently recovered, so he swallowed the rest of his words.
He endured the discomfort, closed his eyes, buried his head in Su Fuliu's neck, and tried to calm down.
But he was overthinking it. As long as Su Fuliu was in his arms, he couldn't calm down at all.
“Tinglang…” Su Fuliu knew that he was also asking for trouble, but he was too soft-hearted.
Knowing full well how crazy Feng Muting would go after getting permission, he couldn't bear to see Feng Muting suffer so much.
He knew what Feng Muting wanted to ask, but Feng Muting didn't because he knew that he wasn't fully recovered, and his eyes weren't healed yet.
Moreover, he knew that if he said no, Feng Muting would definitely endure it.
Well, he had already promised Feng Muting, and he couldn't go back on his word.
Feng Muting suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Fuliu, whose face was flushed and who dared not look at him: "A-Liu...?"
Su Fuliu said in a voice barely above a whisper, "You, be... be gentle."
Chapter 269 Your Highness, Go Sleep in the Study
Feng Muting was immediately thrilled, like a child who had finally gotten to eat his favorite candy.