Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter Chapter 276

Chapter 276 Bai Yihao's Suspicious Identity

“Why? How did you become so excited when you just met me a while ago?” Feng Yuran gave a sly smile as he hugged Mo Xuetong tight. His profound smile hid a tinge of seduction as he whispered to her, grabbing her by her slim waist.

“What happened, Miss?” Hearing the voice of in the carriage, Mo Lan asked anxiously.

“Mo Lan, I'm alright.” Mo Xuetong became conscious of the situation as she struggled out of Feng Yuran's hug, staring at him fiercely in the process. Sitting aside, she found the man inching nearer to her. She then pushed him out of embarrassment and annoyance, “Go… go away!”

“Tong'er, you are already my lady wife, don't be so polite.” Feng Yuran smiled as he focused his gaze on the beauty in front, extremely delighted.

“Who is your lady wife? I have nothing to do with you. The royal family knows only to order others and to lie, treating others' lives as nothing. They are self-centered, killing and disfiguring others when they are merely unhappy! I don't want anything to do with a King like you!” Mo Xuetong pushed his hand aside, venting her anger at the man in front.

Feng Yuran was extremely innocent but he still looked at her lovingly before suddenly giving off a seductive smile. She then squeezed her nose slightly and smiled evilly, “Don't worry! I will seek revenge for you, and you won't get bullied for nothing.”

Mo Xuetong was stunned before frowning. “It's alright, I'm fine.”

Feng Yuran was deeply loved by Emperor Zongwen, but so was Fifth Princess, who was the most loved princess. Moreover, the Empress was behind Fifth Princess too, and the strong Ding General Manor was behind the Empress. She did not want to ruin Feng Yuran's plan, and allow others to discover his hidden power.

He did not have a powerful mother and had a bad reputation as well. He merely wanted to hide in the crowd and not expose himself. If his plan was uncompleted, showcasing himself in front of others would set him in danger, which was something that Mo Xuetong did not want to see.

“Are you worried about me?” The handsome face was all smiles; he was obviously in a good mood.

Those bright and shining eyes made Mo Xuetong turn her head away. She lowered her gaze, her eyelashes forming a curved ribbon that fluttered several times to hide her panic.

Seeing that she was quiet, Feng Yuran smiled like a devil and leaned back on the soft cushion. His devilish face turned cold as a bloody light flashed across his face, a sinister look appeared on his face. “Don't worry, it will be fine. Ding General Manor will love to see Fifth Princess find a good marriage. If she can become the Empress of a kingdom, Ding General Manor will even be willing to sell her.”

Mo Xuetong was stunned as he did not expect him to tell her such information. Looking at him, she asked with some hesitation, “Do you mean that they want to marry Fifth Princess away to the Yan Kingdom?”

Feng Yuran looked at her with appreciation, before nodding leisurely. “The First Prince of Yan Kingdom came to the Qin Kingdom to find a wife. My aunt, the Empress, refused to consider for her own son, wishing to instead marry Fifth Princess to this First Prince. The letter of request even went to Empress Dowager.”

“Since Empress Dowager was involved, she must have agreed. What about the Empress herself?” Mo Xuetong was shocked as she was quick to understand Feng Yuran's words, asking.

Since knowing that King Ning Feng Yuzhen had entered the city that night, Mo Xuetong understood that the Empress was not on the same side as the Empress Dowager. It should be the same for this matter too. The Empress only had one daughter, and would not wish to marry her away, preferring her to stay by her side. But Empress Dowager had a different perspective, as the Empress of Yan Kingdom was her daughter.

For her daughter, she must marry Fifth Princess away to the Yan Kingdom, becoming their Empress. When the two generations of Empresses were all Qin Kingdom's princesses, Qin Kingdom would benefit greatly along with the empress's family. Such a plan would only benefit Ding General Manor, and they would be more than willing to do it.

Understanding this matter, Mo Xuetong exclaimed on Feng Yuran's extreme meticulousness, for having noticed all these small nuances.

“Isn't the Empress of Yan Kingdom Bai Yihao's birth mother? Why is he not helping her son, instead of rebelling with the First Prince?” Mo Xuetong exclaimed.

“How did you know that my aunt will rebel?” Mo Xuetong's words made Feng Yuran stunned.

That question made Mo Xuetong choke on her words as the words came naturally from experiences in her previous life. In her previous life, the Empress did not have a good end as she was locked up by Bai Yihao. However, that had not happened yet and she could not explain the situation clearly to Feng Yuran. She had to find a vague excuse.

“Since the Empress' heart was not for Bai Yihao, she had to rebel. As the Crown Prince, Bai Yihao will not give up his throne so easily, even if that person is his mother.”

She imagined this based on the plot of Bai Yihao as an iron-fisted Emperor in her previous life.

That sentence somehow made Feng Yuran delighted as he smiled handsomely, showing off his good emotions without any restrain. His sharp gaze was inconsistent with his lazy and sly smile. “Tong'er is right. Bai Yihao is not an easy character to deal with. I'm afraid that my aunt had miscalculated the ferocity and ambition of her son. She had not managed to destroy her son.”

“Destroy?” Mo Xuetong blinked profusely and chose to ask the question hidden in her heart for two lives. Biting on her lips, she asked, “Is your aunt really not Bai Yihao's birth mother? Or rather, she hated her son to such an extent to even help others obtain his throne?”

Feng Yuran smirked. “Tong'er is indeed smart!”

“Bai Yihao is really not Princess Royal Yunruo's son?” Mo Xuetong was shocked and asked again, whispering this time. She had never heard such rumors before, even in her previous life. Even when Princess Royal Yunruo was imprisoned, no such rumors spread out. Bai Yihao was indeed harboring deep secrets.

The reason why he could walk in and out of Qin Kingdom, in and out of the palace, was because he was the son of the Princess of Qin Kingdom. For his status, he need not inform Emperor Zongwen when he comes back to Qin Kingdom. When she had just entered the city, he also just returned from Yan Kingdom.

“It was rumored that my aunt's servant gave birth to him. She was rumored to be extremely beautiful but apparently no such servant existed on the records. Moreover, no concubine in the Yan Emperor's harem was close to Bai Yihao too.” Feng Yuran explained.

He meant that this rumor was only a story, with no real evidence.

If this matter was true, but with evidence missing, that meant that someone on Bai Yihao's side hid everything to conceal his identity.

If such a matter is false, and such stories still spread outside, someone must be antagonistic to Bai Yihao, spreading doubts on his legitimacy.

Mo Xuetong somehow was convinced that it was the former of the two possibilities. It would be less likely for anyone to spread rumors and more likely for people to cover this incident up. Princess Royal Yunruo and First Prince of Yan Kingdom eventually all lost in his hand, and he had the charisma to kill 100,000 prisoners of war.

Furthermore, she had faith in Feng Yuran. Since he could uncover the truth on this matter, he must have had concrete evidence. She would not have forgotten her shock when she saw Feng Yuran in Repayment Temple. He was not like the arrogant prince he was rumored to be.

“We shall marry Fifth Princess to the First Prince of Yan Kingdom, in case he plans here and there, falling into his rival's trap in the process.” Feng Yuran explained casually as if he were talking about a random Ah Hua, instead of a princess.

“This man, he is really…”

Mo Xuetong was stunned for a while before she broke out laughing. As she laughed, she realized that the devilish handsome face had moved in front of her face. She pushed his face away, unable to contain her laughter.

“Do you not trust me?” Feng Yuran pretended to be angry. He seemed to want to force an answer out of Mo Xuetong. With a childlike stubborn nature, he stretched out his hand to grab Mo Xuetong.

The carriage moved forward slowly. Mo Xuetong was about to stop him and was about to hit his hand when she overstretched, falling forward. She could only land her hand on his chest, preventing them from rolling on each other.

“Do you not trust that I can help you out?” Feng Yuran was still trying to stretch his hand over, trying to wrap his hands around her slender waist lustily.

“Trust, I trust you.” Mo Xuetong sighed as she tried again to push his hand away, embarrassed and frustrated. “If you do this again, I shall ignore you.”

“This man is really so stubborn! He's not willing to give in as well.”

“Tong'er, why not participate in that Qin gathering?” Feng Yuran released his hand satisfactorily. He turned his eyes aside and smiled. “Why not come and enjoy the drama since everyone wishes for you to attend it?”

This man! How did he know that? Mo Xuetong was no longer surprised by the knowledge of the man. She sighed and asked, “Who sent me the letter?”

“It certainly had to be the First Prince of Yan Kingdom.” Feng Yuran gave off a cold smile, with hatred written over his eyes. He felt extremely unhappy thinking about the lively drawing of Mo Xuetong by Bai Yichen's desk. He did not want to be involved in matters concerning the Yan Kingdom until it involved Tong'er.

Don't blame him for protecting his love!

“Why is he inviting me?” Mo Xuetong was confused.

“He wanted to use you to attract Bai Yihao's attention. The two brothers both wanted to use you as bait as if I had been useless.” Feng Yuran squinted his eyes, suddenly giving off an eerie chilly feel. He seemed so annoyed that a devilish murderous gaze appeared in his eyes.

He was no longer the provocative and sly eighth prince, King Xuan. As if he were an unsheathed sword, a majestic aura flows through his entire body, as he covered himself in the sharp arrogant aura of an Emperor.

This was the real Feng Yuran!

However, Mo Xuetong was unafraid of the man and somehow whined softly. “They want to take advantage of me, and you have to take advantage of them too. Don't let me suffer!”

After saying this, she immediately understood what she was doing, and opened her mouth in embarrassment. A glow rushed up her face as she turned her gaze aside awkwardly, biting her tongue in shyness.

Feng Yuran was stunned too but he then smiled. He then ignored her refusal and hugged her forcefully. Smelling her fragrance, his lazy voice could not contain his joy. Caressing her head with his chin, he assured her, “Don't worry, you will be mine. I will not let anyone bully you. Anyone eyeing you will be stopped by me.”

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