Pei Lan was puzzled. Just a moment ago the miss told her to sell these things, and now she had changed her mind. When did the miss become so indecisive?

  Ning Shu looked at Pei Lan who was simply standing there without moving and raised her eyebrows.

  She asked, “What’s the problem?”


  “Didn’t Miss just say…”


  “I didn’t mean that seriously. This isn’t the right time to sell those things,” said Ning Shu indifferently.

  She looked at the bronze mirror and inspected her clothes. With swift movements of her hands, Ning Shu straightened her clothes. She had to find Feng Chang, now.

  “Miss, where are you going?” Pei Lan asked, baffled. The miss she knew was not like this. It was as if she had become a different person.

  “You clean up the place. I have something to do,” Ning Shu said as she turned around and left.

  “Understood…” said Pei Lan with a confused expression.

  Meanwhile, when Ning Shu arrived at Feng Chang’s study, she was greeted by two of his guards. They stood in front of his study’s entrance and stopped her when she came near.

  “Could you please help me announce my presence?” she asked in a good-natured tone.

  Feng Chang was a general. Most of the time, there would be important and confidential things scattered in his study, such as maps of the nation. In the ancient era, maps were important strategic resources.

  One of the guards went in. Ning Shu waited for a while until Feng Chang came out and walked towards the front room. She stayed silent and watched, before following close behind him.

  Feng Chang’s face was marred with a frown. Even when they had already arrived in the front room, he did not spare Ning Shu a glance. Instead, he opted to pick up the tea on the table.

  His movements were composed, but alas, he finished the cup of tea in one gulp. A general indeed, he certainly had a different mannerism compared to scholarly men that had an unique kind of innate elegance in them.

  Ning Shu bowed towards him and said, “Greetings, Father.”


  “Well, what have you come for?”


  “Father, since Daughter fell into the water, Daughter’s mind hasn’t been clear. If Daughter accidentally says something, Daughter humbly asks that Father do not blame Daughter.”


  Feng Chang raised a rugged eyebrow and asked, “What kind of illness is it? Did you get a doctor to look at you?”


  “Father, I’m fine,” she assured him with a calm voice. “I’m merely suffering from intermittent mania.”


  Ying Shu growled. She struggled to take control of the host body and roared, “Feng Qingqian, do you want to die?”


  Ning Shu felt some headache because of Ying Shu’s action, but it was bearable.

  “Since when did you become sick?” Feng Chang asked. “Keep this quiet. Don’t go around talking about this. The second prince mustn’t know, do you understand?”


  “Daughter understands,” she replied. She curtsied, then said, “Father, I think the second prince means to annul his engagement with me.”


  “As long as the Feng family stands, he won’t do that,” said Feng Chang dismissively.

  “The second prince must feel like this daughter’s status as a concubine daughter isn’t good enough for one as noble as him. In my opinion, I think he wants to annul his engagement with me and asks for the first daughter of this family’s hand in marriage instead.”


  Feng Chang narrowed his eyes. With a sharp glance towards Ning Shu, he rebuked her, “Don’t spout nonsense.”


  “It is true that Daughter comes from a status not worthy of a heavenly prince like the second prince,” said Ning Shu. “The second prince seems intent on breaking off the engagement, so I also wish to break off the engagement.”


  “This marriage was planned by your mother and the second prince’s mother, Noble Consort Du. His Majesty has also agreed,” said Feng Chang.

  As a concubine, how could the original host’s mother get to know a noble consort in the palace? The only possibility was that the noble consort knew that the original host’s mother was the princess of another nation.

  Thus, she asked, “Father, how did Aunt get to know Noble Consort Du? And to even set up an engagement with a noble consort’s son?”


  “Your mother saved Noble Consort Du’s life by chance,” Feng Chang explained. “Noble Consort Du set up this engagement to repay the kindness your mother showed her.”


  When Ning Shu heard this, she almost burst out laughing. To repay a life-saving grace? She didn’t believe a single word. What noble consort would be willing to have her son marry a concubine daughter of a general?