[COMPLETE] Beauty Feng Vol. 1

Chapter 46: Dragon Boat Race

"Ben dian detests lies and manipulation the most."

Long Xu Le was staring intensely at him as though she wanted to cut his head off with her eyes.

Feng Yanyan gulped, having an idea what she meant. He never thought she would call him out on this little antic of his. He would always use a higher up to deal with other people.

Whether it was her grandmother, the Empress and now King Wan Li.

The former two probably noticed it too but never called him out on this because they liked him acting like a little witty fox. But of course, Wangye would be different.

His petty acting skills wouldn't work on her.

Like a prey to a snake, Feng Yanyan's pupils shrunk. Wan Li Wang didn't allow him to look away. With their height difference, he was looking down at her but felt like she was way too far up.

A rattled hum escaped from his throat. "A-alright. It does hurt..."

"A bit." He was speaking in staccato now. "But..."

Feng Yanyan looked down at his shoes. "Wangye can never be manipulated."

The prince might be blinded by things like love but he was confident King Wan Li would never be like that. As he said before, Wan Li was like a god in Suliang.

Long Xu Le's lips curved up a little upon hearing that. "Ben dian knows."

Behind the two, the prince and his concubines witnessed this peculiar scene. It was obvious that Wangye was admonishing Beauty Feng but it also looked somewhat affectionate at the same time.

Zhang Yunlei suddenly remembered the talk between high female officials in Tanglin Great Palace before. That Wan Li Wang wasn't actually someone who indulged in sex that much. It was just that someone circulated rumors that the King did.

The person who said that suddenly went missing some days after. No one connected her disappearance with the words she said about King Wan Li but now, Zhang Yunlei had a hunch that it was so. His sources in the palace said Wangye's back court was totally empty but all the beauties from Tanglin believed it was teeming with all kinds of men and women.

But looking at the King, she surely didn't look like a philanderer one bit. The Empress always implied that Wan Li was always sick from overexerting. Overexerting in killing people perhaps but not sex.

Not once did Wangye show lustful eyes at the mei ren from Tanglin. Even when looking at Beauty Feng who was the most alluring of them all, her highness didn't show any hint of desire.

Right now, the only person who knew what was inside Zhongqing courtyard was Feng Yanyan. But the maids he sent to snoop around and ask Feng Yanyan what was inside didn't get anything substantial.

All sorts of questions passed everyone's minds at the same time.

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Who said old era people didn't like extreme sports?

Feng Yanyan's jaw was agape as he watched tens of long dragon boats looking like they were battling in the darkness of the waters.

The Crouching Tiger followed alongside them with its proud sails so he got to see first-hand what was happening.

In each boat, there were about 16 people. Among them, three men were assigned to hold torches. The one shouting directions on how to oar, someone in the middle and the other at the back.

All were buffed and in sync as if they followed some kind of music and the leader was the conductor.

The brightness of the Crouching, the torches of the boats, and the lights in the shore illuminated the nearby void.