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Guo momo felt her heart shake.
She really couldn't blame such a responsible young man. But the last of her pettiness moved her mouth more than her reasoning did.
"Take a look at her." She widened the gap on the door.
Feng Yanyan went inside like a gust of wind only to find JuZi laying on the bed on her stomach.
The back of her thighs up to her buttocks were covered by towels. He stood rooted to the spot.
"This..." There could only be one explanation to this scene. The poor maid was flogged and she didn't inform him.
Guo momo's bitterness dripped from her words. "Can the young master still take responsibility if the master was the one who punished her like this?"
Feng Yanyan whipped his head to the side. He was confused.
Wangye? Why? Was this the reason her Highness asked Zizi to stay?
Did she decide to lash out on the maid because she couldn't hurt Feng Yanyan?
But that's... too cruel!
He never asked justice for what happened to him because it was a Junzhu he was up against. He didn't want more trouble to befall on himself.
But did the King have to hurt his people?
Thoughts of self-blame raked Feng Yanyan's head. He breathed a yes to answer Guo momo's question. Then he turned around and vanished.
All of the people in the room were stunned. He was too fast!
Guo momo was alarmed. "Stop him!"
Did he want to get himself killed?! What did he mean, yes?
He would go to wangye and ask for an explanation? The old woman had to find a seat to steady herself. She clutched her chest with a palm as she gazed at her granddaughter. These past two days were too stimulating for her.
If she knew the young master Feng cared about his palace maids this much, she wouldn't have let him enter the door.
Feng Yanyan used a bit of preliminary qinggong to run to the King's residence.
>qinggong - light martial arts that make you look like you're gliding over the air<
Naturally, Jiao and Pu Tao wouldn't be able to follow him.
He thought he had forgotten the rage and humiliation Long Tang had given him. But it all came back to him at this moment.
He arrived in front of Zhongqing courtyard panting more because of anger than physical exertion. But he forced himself to calm down.
These people wouldn't let him enter if he was aggressive from the start.
Chief eunuch Cheng soon came out and was surprised to see him in this state. But thinking of his background and how her Highness showed consideration to this mei ren, the chief eunuch let him in.
He nodded and entered without a hitch, forgetting to thank the eunuch.
Wan Li Wang was sitting in her study. This was the first time he stepped in here. The last few times he'd seen her Highness was in the residence's drawing room where she always looked deathlike and anemic.
Sitting here, she seemed healthy enough as compared to what she claimed.
But Feng Yanyan lost all reasoning. He slammed both his palms on the desk. A crack appeared in the middle and soon, the table crumbled taking along with it all the papers, ink and brushes. His eyes watered from the fine powder that rose from the rubble.
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