TSFLIP Chapter 695

Lark slowly nodded. “Yes… I know. In the kitchen, at midnight. Step on the floorboard lit by the moonlight, and the passage will appear.”

Back when Feng Guang had gone missing, Suva had taken Lark down to the underground residence known as Wumingju. At the time, what Lark saw had left her completely paralyzed with shock.

Feng Guang rose to her feet and looked down at Lark from above, baffled. “Lark, tell me—why would you still fall for a man like that? You’re clearly afraid of him, aren’t you?”

Lark froze. After a moment, the fear in her eyes melted into obsession. “Princess, you don’t understand… Master-in-law, he… he treats you so well…”

Feng Guang suddenly couldn’t find any words. That was her reason? Just because of the so-called kindness he showed her, Lark had become hopelessly infatuated with this man?

When Feng Guang remained silent for a long while, Lark gave a bitter smile. “Princess… before I met you, I was always bullied. So when I saw how well Master-in-law treated you… I couldn’t help but wish I had a man like that to protect me too…”

“So that time, when you told me the truth, it was because you wanted me to leave on my own—so you’d have a chance. Wasn’t it?”

“I…” Lark met Feng Guang’s piercing gaze and couldn’t utter a single word of denial. She lowered her head in shame and whispered, “I’m sorry… Princess.”

“Sorry? What are you apologizing for? You didn’t do anything wrong. You told me the truth, kept me from being deceived, and at the same time gained an opportunity for yourself. That’s a win-win. What’s there to feel guilty about?” Feng Guang smiled as she said this, though it was hard to tell whether her smile was genuine or laced with mockery.

Finally, Lark’s voice broke into sobs. “The Princess has always been kind to me, yet I’ve harbored thoughts I shouldn’t… That’s my fault. But Princess… since you want to leave Master-in-law, what’s wrong with me fighting for a chance?”

“Whether it’s wrong or not, I don’t know. But at the very least…” Feng Guang paused, bent down, and pinched Lark’s chin, forcing her to look up. “As long as Suva still carries the title of my husband, you have no right to dream about taking my place.”

Looking at Lark’s tear-streaked, delicate face, Feng Guang felt an odd rush of satisfaction. Perhaps it was that ugly kind of comfort—the sort that says if I can’t be happy, you won’t be either.

She didn’t think it was a good emotion, but she couldn’t deny that it made her feel better. If Lark wanted to be with Suva, that was beyond her control. But if Lark wanted to be with Suva as the consort of a Heavenly Princess, then Feng Guang would never stand by and let it happen. As a princess of the Heavenly Realm, how could she allow herself to be laughed at?

Lark stared blankly at the overbearing Feng Guang. Aside from crying, she had no reaction left in her. Still, she was beautiful enough that even her tears could stir pity.

But Feng Guang’s heart was stone today. She released Lark’s chin with a cold snort.

“What’s going on here?” Suva had just returned from his lessons, walking over at an unhurried pace. The sight of the mistress and servant facing off like this puzzled him.

Feng Guang turned her furious gaze on him. “You’re asking me what’s going on? I should be the one asking you, Suva. Tell me—while I was unconscious, were you and Lark having some sort of affair?”