“Dad, wait!” Fengguang stepped in front of Liu Nianfeng and said to her father, “He’s not a bad person—put your sword away!”
Xia Chao shouted back, “Fengguang, come here! He’s not a good man!”
“Dad, you’ve really misunderstood… he saved me. He didn’t harm me.”
Standing behind her the whole time, Liu Nianfeng gave Xia Chao a very friendly smile.
But in Xia Chao’s eyes, it looked like nothing short of provocation. His anger flared even more. “You beast in fine clothing—what exactly did you do to my daughter?”
In his mind, this well-dressed man had clearly bewitched Fengguang.
Sometimes, when a person becomes stubborn, there’s simply no changing their mind.
Just as Fengguang was at a loss for what to do, thankfully, her mother stepped out.
Wang Ci was far more perceptive than Xia Chao. Seeing Fengguang lively and unharmed, she was overcome with emotion. She walked straight past Xia Chao, took Fengguang’s hand, and, after feeling her steady heartbeat, finally let out a breath of relief. Softly, she said, “As long as you’re safe.”
She had always been much more attentive than her husband.
After days of worry, Wang Ci’s expression improved noticeably. She turned to Liu Nianfeng, studied him carefully for a moment, and said, “A guest is a guest. Young Master Liu, please come inside and have a seat.”
Xia Chao said, “Wait—”
“Be quiet.” Wang Ci shot him a glare, and he immediately shut his mouth.
And just like that, Liu Nianfeng walked into the residence right under Xia Chao’s watchful eyes.
Inside the main hall, the atmosphere was a bit strange.
Xia Chao kept staring at Liu Nianfeng, finding him more unpleasant the longer he looked. Wang Ci seemed deep in thought, her expression serious. Liu Nianfeng wore a calm, composed smile. As for Fengguang—she looked at her parents, then at Liu Nianfeng, and decided to grab a piece of fruit from the platter and take a bite.
Finally, it was Wang Ci who spoke first. “Young Master Liu, are you confident you can cure Fengguang’s heart condition?”
Liu Nianfeng nodded with a smile. “Naturally, I am.”
“Good. Then I agree to marry Fengguang to you.”
The moment those words were spoken, not only Xia Chao, but even Fengguang—who had been casually eating—froze in shock.
Liu Nianfeng smiled, utterly charming. “Thank you, Mother-in-law.”
Wasn’t he a little too quick—and a little too natural—calling her that!?
Xia Chao snapped out of his daze. “A-Ci, are you sure you want to betroth Fengguang to this man of unknown origin?”
“His origins may be unclear, but the fact that he can save Fengguang is not.”
“But this is far too hasty,” Xia Chao argued. “Don’t forget, our residence already has a marriage arrangement with the Fourth Prince.”
Wang Ci gave a casual smile. “Back then, His Majesty only said that a daughter of our household would marry the Fourth Prince. He never specified which one. Have you forgotten? You have another daughter. From what I can see, the Fourth Prince and Xia Wuyuan are in love—they’re a perfect match. Why not let them be together?”
Hearing this, Fengguang almost wanted to applaud. Let the main couple be happily in love—she truly never wanted to see that woman Leng Qingjue again.
But Xia Chao still had concerns. “If we switch brides like this, His Majesty might have objections…”
“No need to worry.” Liu Nianfeng smiled lightly, elegant and composed, his voice calm as ever. “If Father-in-law has any concerns… I could simply go and kill the Mingzi royal family.”
Everyone: “…”
Young master… that statement was a bit too shocking.