Chapter 17

A myriad of thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, her eyes ultimately fixing on Murong Feng’s room.

If it truly was unfinished karma, where was the cause? And where was the effect?

She lowered her gaze, remembering the man who had resolutely stood in front of her in her moment of danger, her heart momentarily in turmoil.

If there was one place Prime Minister Ren couldn’t meddle with, it was definitely White Horse Temple.

White Horse Temple enjoyed flourishing incense offerings and had been renowned since the previous dynasty, standing independent of any power, untouchable by anyone.

During their time recuperating here, Murong Feng’s flow of information never ceased.

It was obvious how critical the current situation was; Prime Minister Ren wouldn’t allow such a significant threat to remain, and with Luo Huanghun absent, the Luo family was gradually slipping from Prime Minister Ren’s control.

Even stranger, Ren Jingsi hadn’t come to bother her, even after that day when things escalated to the Emperor’s presence and Luo Huanghun firmly rejected him.

Luo Huanghun felt a bit uneasy. She used Murong Feng’s influence to relay everything that had happened recently to the Luo family.

She dared not gamble on Ren Jingsi and the Ren family’s intentions; she had to find a way herself.

Luo Huanghun’s disappearance was a perfect opportunity. After all, more than one person had witnessed Ren Jingsi protecting Li Ling’er and pushing Luo Huanghun away during the hunting trip.

If Luo Huanghun didn’t want to tolerate it, how could the Luo family allow their daughter to be treated that way?

Scholars’ mouths and pens were weapons. The story of Ren Jingsi and the Ren family’s harsh treatment of Luo Huanghun, leading to her returning home and then disappearing, slowly spread throughout the capital, becoming a laughingstock overnight.

Prime Minister Ren couldn’t silence the wagging tongues, nor could he force his own son to his death. He could only watch his reputation steadily decline, eventually giving Ren Jingsi a beating and locking him up.

When Luo Huanghun heard this news, her feelings were incredibly complex.

In her previous life, the Ren family never had such a father-son falling out. Ren Jingsi, what exactly was he trying to do?

Murong Feng seemed to never have taken Ren Jingsi seriously. He looked at the message from his subordinate: “This is just the beginning. They lost the moment they failed to kill me.”

Luo Huanghun looked at him, feeling a deep sense of emotion. With Murong Feng’s mettle, to have died so miserably in his previous life—the heavens must have found it unbearable, allowing him to start over.

Suddenly, Luo Huanghun’s hand was clasped by a large one. Murong Feng pulled her into his embrace: “Don’t worry about any of that. You just need to consider one thing.”

Luo Huanghun: “Huh? What thing?”

He knew she was worried again?

Murong Feng chuckled softly, the vibration from his chest reaching Luo Huanghun’s ear. Never having been so intimate with a man before, the tips of her ears slowly flushed red.

“The matter of me offering myself to you.”

“Are you ever going to stop?!” Luo Huanghun couldn’t take it anymore. Mortified and angry, she reached out to punch him, but Murong Feng caught her wrist and pulled it back, effectively delivering her to his lips.

Murong Feng lightly kissed her lips: “I’m serious. I’m not joking.”