[COMPLETE] Beauty Feng Vol. 1

Chapter 18: Reckless

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A/N: EARLY CHAPTER JUST BECAUSE! Gonna post another one on Sunday. Enjoy~

There was a moment of silence. When they heard the word "wangye", even the two courtesans stumbled on their knees and hands, prostrating themselves on the floor while shivering. Who else would be called Lord King in Suliang?

Even if they didn't know her Highness' face, just the aura this lady was making was intense already. They wouldn't dare risk their lives here.

Wan Li Wang's gaze was profound. She didn't plan on making an appearance like this.

But Feng mei ren's mouth got even more daring and she couldn't take it anymore. Hiring entertainers was already the height of shamelessness but he even dragged Sangyu's and her names. Preposterous!

Beside Wan Li Wang, Xiao Hao exhorted the courtesans to leave. Looking like they were granted amnesty, the ladies almost ran and didn't dare to look back. If they knew this young master Feng was related to Wan Li Wang, they wouldn't be courageous enough to approach him.

JuZi helped young master Feng to kowtow but he was able to break free from her clasp and grumbled.

"Ah, my clothes! Zizi, you bad bad. Mother doesn't like wrinkled clothes. She'll be angry when I get home." His lips puckered.

Hearing this, the palace maid wanted to just bury her body right here and then. From the corner, Guard Tang also wanted his existence to scatter to the wind. What mother was he saying all of a sudden?

"Home?" A magnetic voice sounded out.

Feng Yanyan's half closed eyes and rosy cheeks looked bewitching. But his actions weren't.

"I want to go home to my mom!" He clutched the dark clothes in front of him and swayed it back and forth.

JuZi was about to grab the young master Feng's hands but she was stopped by a mere glance. Her back went cold from just from wangye's brief look.

"Leave." Long Xu Le's thick lashes made shadows on her cheeks as she looked down at the drunk man. Her order was for Xiao Hao and the rest.

Xiao Hao hoisted the soulless maid and guard, scolding them in his mind but also didn't forget to close the door. He didn't know what wangye wanted to do but it was alright. She didn't look like she was out to kill someone so he just let her Highness be.

Feng Yanyan, however, thought the word was addressed to him. "You think I don't want to leave? I want to go home to my eldest brother. Eldest sister-in-law bakes good pastries. Now that I think about it, even Father's burnt dumplings are good. I don't want to be here anymore. They all hate me anyway."

By the end of his complaints, he was firmly hugging Long Xu Le's knees. She could feel her robe getting damp.

He's... crying?

This isn't the first time Wan Li Wang saw a grown man's tears. On the battlefield, young lads would call their mothers in fear. They would pour their hearts out while attacking the enemies. They were afraid but they were also brave. But she was the one leading them to their potential deaths.

Although she knew that some of them would shed silent tears at night due to loneliness, this King had never seen another person's vulnerability up close.

Long Xu Le unclasped his hands on her legs and raised his face to look. Red nose and crystal tears. If it was any other person standing in her place, they would melt and give anything he wanted. Too bad this is King Wan Li we're talking about.

She squatted to his level and squinted. It looks like he really isn't faking to be drunk.

The King glanced at the bottles on the table and did a quick count. Seven. How come his breath didn't stink?