Chapter 140

  The empress nodded and was about to speak when she heard Xiaodezi shouting loudly outside, "Your Majesty, the Fourth Prince and his wife have arrived."

  Siming Lang's head turned abruptly, strongly swallowing the tears in his eyes. He knew that Murong Feng had encountered an accident and thought she was already gone, but didn't know that she was still alive and had returned. Suddenly hearing Xiaodezi say this, he was startled.

  "Uncle Emperor, when did you return?" Sima Rui had a bright smile on his face as he looked at Sima Minglang, "I'm afraid you haven't received Rui's letter yet?"

  Beside Sima Rui stood a woman whose name was already etched in Sima Minglang's heart, with a delicate face, gentle temperament, subtle charm, and serene smile, as if she were a clear spring that had intoxicated him to the core.

  "Maple has seen the imperial uncle." Murong Feng is now a person of Sima Rui, and the inexplicable attachment in his heart had long been deeply buried at the bottom, faint to almost no trace. Returning to the era of Bai Min, he did not recall this person either. Now seeing him again, his heart was open and clear, without any entanglement. This bow made him even more calm and peaceful.

  Simar Minglang almost lost his composure, only knowing that Sima Rui married Meng Wanyu after Murong Feng's incident, but unexpectedly it was the living Murong Feng standing in front of him.

  "Royal Uncle, were you startled?" Sima Rui deliberately ignored Sima Minglang's loss of composure. How could he not see that the Royal Uncle's fondness for Feng'er was enough to make him take notice of a woman who had been wandering the jianghu? Feng'er was absolutely the only one. "Actually, I've already written a letter to you, but I'm afraid it was delayed on the way, otherwise, Royal Uncle, you wouldn't have been startled like this."

  "Maple, are you okay?" Sima Minglang had returned to normal, asking warmly, but couldn't hide the joy between his eyebrows. Seeing Murong Feng standing in front of him, it was as if the world had suddenly brightened up, and there was no more worry or discomfort.

  "It's all right, thank you for your concern, Uncle Huang," Murong Feng said with a smile.

  Sometimes, heartache is just a memory. Since Murong Feng came back, Sima Rui's pain in his heart has been alleviating bit by bit, and the heart-wrenching feeling at that time is no longer clear. Now, he only feels happiness in his heart, except for that faint worry, what he actually worries about is just one thing, which is fearing to hurt Murong Feng, as for other things, he really doesn't care.

  It's rare, this time Murong Qingliang and Chun Tao also appeared, and they even brought gifts.

  Murong Qingliang seemed to have suddenly regained his former feeling, and the space between his eyebrows also opened up. His face still had a self-satisfied smile, as if nothing had happened about Murong Xue being appointed as Snow Concubine and Madame Murong's suicide. Chun Tao was much fatter than before, with an obvious pregnancy, looking a bit clumsy.

  Murong Feng looked at Murong Qingliang, feeling a little sentimental. He turned his head to look at Chun Tao and felt something was off about her. She seemed to be living a very comfortable life, from her clothes to her accessories, she indeed looked like the wife of a prime minister, wearing gold and silver, dressed in red and green, exuding an air of wealth and nobility. However, for some reason, Murong Feng seemed to see a kind of inexplicable fear deep in her eyes, as if she was afraid of something, worried about something. Looking closely again, it wasn't that specific.

  "Chun Tao has met the Fourth Prince's consort." Chun Tao wanted to pay her respects, but she was so clumsy that she couldn't even bow properly.

  "Never mind." Murong Feng smiled slightly and said faintly, "You're not feeling well, so let's skip the formalities if we can. Besides, the child in your belly is my younger brother or sister, no need to be polite."

  Perhaps it was just Murong Feng being overly cautious, but she somehow discovered that Chun Tao had a faintly discernible panic in her eyes, which vanished in an instant, and although it was fleeting, she wouldn't have misseen it.

  Murong Qingliang walked over with a smile, chuckling and saying to his third daughter: "Feng'er, it's been a while since we last met, you look like you're in good spirits. I'm glad you're back, but because Spring Peach is pregnant at home, it wasn't convenient for me to come see you. You won't blame your father, will you?"

  These words sound so hypocritical and uninteresting, Murong Feng furrowed his brow, feeling a bit uncomfortable, as if this was just a perfunctory phrase, and he seemed to be just an irrelevant outsider in front of him.

  Suddenly, I felt a little dazed, as if I had suddenly thought of it. It seemed that Mu Rong Qing Liang and his wife's relationship had always been good. Although there were concubines in the house, he had always been very considerate of his wife. After his wife left, how did he suddenly become so heartless and unscrupulous? He even took a maid from his own family as a concubine and had a child with her in a short period of time. The more I thought about it, the stranger it seemed.

  After Sima Rui's own misfortune, he couldn't eat or sleep; after Hongyu got married, Sima Zhe still can't forget his feelings to this day; how could it be possible that after Murong Furen passed away, Murong Qinglang didn't have any reaction?

  I thought he would take revenge.

  The emperor and Murong Xue walked in together. Seeing Murong Xue, Murong Qingliang pretended not to see her and led Chun Tao to the side.

  Seeing her father's actions, a hint of sadness flashed in Murong Xue's eyes, but it was gone in an instant. She turned to gaze at the Emperor, the Empress Dowager, and the crowd, completely transforming into a qualified imperial concubine with a demure and virtuous smile.

  "Maple, what are you daydreaming about?" Sima Rui gently pushed Murong Feng.

  "Oh, I was just thinking about things." Murong Feng came back to himself, smiled slightly, "So I was distracted. There's some confusion in my heart, confusion about my father's reaction, it feels a bit strange."

  Simarui seemed to smile unintentionally and asked: "What's troubling you?"

  "He's bewildered by his reaction to his mother." Murong Feng said calmly, "Mother and Father had a good relationship, rarely quarreling. Although Father also took concubines, he didn't favor any one of them, always doting on Mother. That's why there are only the six of us siblings, all born to Mother, while the other concubines were childless. When Mother passed away, Father was grief-stricken, but soon married Chun Tao. Now when he speaks to me, although his words are correct, they sound awkward. His behavior is truly suspicious."

  Simarui glanced at Murong Feng, seemingly wanting to say something but swallowed it back, smiling and saying: "Perhaps after a long time, some things will fade away, don't think too much about it. Let's go talk to the Emperor, he was worried when he heard you were in trouble, even personally went looking for you, only couldn't find you. I reckon when he saw you just now, he really got a fright, thinking that the one standing beside me would be Meng Wanlu."

  Murong Feng forced a smile, but Murong Qingliang gave her an extremely unpleasant feeling. No matter what the reason was, whether it was time or beauty in front of him, how could he forget his wife who had gone through thick and thin with him? Did he really deserve the wife lying on the ground?

  Wasn't he extremely grieved when Lady Murong passed away?