Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Shangshu Mansion? Aren't you afraid that I will report you to the police and have you arrested?"

When Mrs. Wu saw that someone was supporting her disliked stepdaughter, she put one hand on her waist and pointed at the person with the other, speaking arrogantly and rudely.

Minister Yun wanted to see who had the guts to do this, but when he turned around, the teacup in his hand fell onto the gravel road, making a crisp sound.

He didn't care about the tea splashed on his body, he stood up tremblingly and bowed to Feng Liuyun.

"State... State Master, how come you have time to come to my house? Come, come, come, please have a seat."

His attitude was even more flattering than when Duan Xuanyi was still alive.

Feng Liuyun didn't even want to spare him any extra glances. He pushed Yun Hanqing behind him and spoke coldly with an expressionless face:

"No need to sit down. I have met Prince Xuan a few times, so I will not watch the princess being bullied."

"Since you said that a married girl is like spilled water, then I will be your witness. From now on, you two families will be relatives."

"If I hear outside that someone in the Shangshu Mansion is using the princess's name to do things, don't blame me for not giving the Shangshu face."

Just a few simple words separated those who wanted benefits but were unwilling to take responsibilities from Yun Hanqing. They could not bully others by relying on their status as elders.

Although he didn't know why the Imperial Master would support his daughter because of Prince Xuan, Minister Yun didn't dare to ask more.

He had rarely seen people of the status of the Imperial Master before, let alone disobeying his orders.

So he lowered his head and nodded.

Mrs. Wu wanted to say something, but her husband glared at her, and she was like a mouse being grabbed by the tail by a cat, and she didn't dare to breathe.

Yun Hanqing witnessed the whole process and couldn't help but sneer at her biological father in her heart.

This time, she really saw through her father's true face.

"Let's go."

The hand hidden in the sleeve was held in the palm of a big hand with distinct joints. Yun Hanqing looked up and Feng Liuyun looked at her with pity in his eyes.

Yun Hanqing felt a sudden warmth in her heart. She pursed her lips and followed him to the door.

When he was about to step out of the door, Feng Liuyun suddenly stopped. He did not look back, and his emotionless voice reached the ears of the two people behind him.

"We are no longer a family. Everything that Minister Yun got from the princess' father should be returned, right?"

Without waiting for an answer, Feng Liuyun pulled Yun Hanqing out of the mansion and got into his own carriage.

He didn't need to hear the answer. If it was returned, it would be much easier. If it was not returned, he would take everything back.

None of this is important. What’s important is the woman in front of me.

Feng Liuyun didn't hesitate and pulled Yun Hanqing into his arms, sitting her down and gently kissing her hair.

"Why don't you come to me if you have any problem?"

He gently pressed his head on Yun Hanqing's shoulder, his voice sounding a little aggrieved.

"I...I...will you help me?"

Yun Hanqing asked questions instead of answers.

"Then do you think King Xuan would do something like that?"

Feng Liuyun sat up straight, gently stroking her waist with his hands, his eyes deep.

Yun Hanqing was a little unhappy, knowing that he would slander the prince, and said:

"I believe the prince, he is not that kind of person. If you don't want to, just say so. I didn't ask you for help."

"I didn't mean that."

Seeing that Yun Hanqing's originally gentle attitude had become stiff again, Feng Liuyun hurriedly explained.

Yun Hanqing didn't know whether to believe it or not, the matter just passed like that.

When they returned to the palace and were about to get off the carriage, Feng Liuyun pulled her hand back and hugged the tired-looking Yun Hanqing tightly.

"No matter what happens in the future, you can always come to me."

"Even if it's related to Duan Xuanyi, as long as it's what you want to do, I will handle this matter today. Don't support it by yourself in the future, okay?"

Feng Liuyun added that he was worried that the next time Yun Hanqing encountered trouble, he would have to seek help outside and suffer grievances.

"Oh."

Yun Hanqing buried his face in Feng Liuyun's shoulder and had a better impression of this man.

"Also, you must rest on time every day. You are not allowed to overwork yourself for the affairs of his mansion and harm your body."

Yun Hanqing was not very willing, so Feng Liuyun went to the palace every day to supervise her daily life.

She didn't know how a national teacher could have so much free time.

Naturally, after he came to the palace, she put down her work and returned to her room on time, but there were not many nights when she slept peacefully.

One day, Feng Liuyun went to the study again and picked up the man whose eyes and hands were sore from reading the account books and carried him back to the bedroom.

When undressing to ask for love, Yun Hanqing muttered:

"You should rest well. You are the culprit who prevented me from resting well."

After spending so much time together, their relationship has recovered a little, and Yun Hanqing has also become bolder and more unrestrained.

Facing Feng Liuyun, who was admired and feared by outsiders, Yun Hanqing dared to speak ill of him to his face.

Feng Liuyun also felt that this feeling was somewhat novel, and a feeling of joy surged up that he couldn't suppress.

So he leaned over Yun Hanqing and laughed softly, and his laughter caused her chest to vibrate.

Yun Hanqing felt a heaviness in her chest and was uncomfortable. She reached out her hand to push him away, but was restrained and kissed again.

The long night was filled with a touch of ambiguity.

The two of them seem to get along very well and the atmosphere is very harmonious.

But this harmony only exists when Duan Xuanyi is not involved.

If we talk about Duan Xuanyi, the superficial harmony and affection between the man and the woman will turn into ashes and disappear without a trace.

On this day, the sun was shining and the weather was just right.

Yun Hanqing, who was handling affairs in the study, remembered Feng Liuyun's advice to "go out more often", put down the account book in his hand and walked out of the room.

Walking out of the study, Yun Hanqing happened to pass by the garden in the mansion, and his eyes were instantly attracted by the flowers blooming there.

She walked forward and it was the pale pink hibiscus bushes that caught her eye.

The hibiscus flowers in the garden were in full bloom. Yun Hanqing's eyes fell on them and he suddenly remembered something that happened one day.

The weather was very good that day, just like today, with a clear sky and a breeze, and it was also the day for my husband to take a rest.

It was a rare occasion for him to not go out to meet with friends. After lunch, he accompanied her to the garden to appreciate the flowers.

At that time, the garden was full of warm peonies, the petals were crowded and overly lively.

Yun Hanqing had just married into the palace not long ago and was even more cowardly.

She didn't like peony very much, or rather, she was afraid of the overly enthusiastic peony.

Duan Xuanyi is a prince, but he can carefully see her thoughts and even ask about her favorite flowers.

Yun Hanqing has always preferred hibiscus, which is lighter in color and more low-key.

She thought it was just a simple conversation at the time, but she never imagined that after a few days, all the peonies in the garden were delivered to Duan Xuanyi's study.

In the garden, many hibiscus flowers were transplanted into the empty spaces.

It was the first time that someone cared about her preferences. It was also at that time that Yun Hanqing began to fall in love with Duan Xuanyi and gradually devoted her true heart to him.