The most romantic little emperor

Dong Sicheng's hands were shaking more and more violently, and he wished he could tear all the letters into pieces. He couldn't help but look up at Qin Feng, only to see the Second Prince looking at him with a smile on his face, his expression extremely calm.

"Uncle, tell me, if I eventually sit on the supreme throne, who will be by my side and become my queen?" Qin Feng asked softly, his eyes flashing with infinite desire and longing for the future.

Dong Sicheng's face changed, and the letter in his hand seemed to become extremely heavy. He murmured to himself in a low voice: "Mad men, they are all crazy. Qin Feng, you are crazy, do you want Mei'er to be crazy with you too?"

He frowned, his voice trembling as he asked in a low voice, "Do you still have these letters?"

Qin Feng nodded, then shook his head gently. The meaning was self-evident. I still have the letter, but I won’t give it to you easily.

Dong Sicheng frowned, his expression extremely solemn. He knew in his heart that these letters were undoubtedly like a sharp sword hanging over his head. As long as he was not careful, they would fall at any time, and by then there was a high possibility that someone in the Dong family would end up losing his life.

"Second Prince, just speak frankly!"

There was a hint of urgency in my uncle's tone as he asked quickly, "What price do I have to pay to get the remaining letters?"

Qin Feng shook his head without hesitation and said in a deep voice: "Each of these letters is a testimony to the love between me and my cousin Mei'er. They are extremely precious. Their value cannot be measured by money. Uncle, I am really sorry, but I cannot give them to you."

Sure enough, Qin Feng's answer did not surprise Dong Sicheng. He decisively chose to refuse. His decision undoubtedly tied the fate of the Dong family tightly to him, and he could no longer easily break free. It must be said that the second prince's calculations were really beautiful, but he obviously underestimated how much Dong Sicheng valued these letters.

Dong Sicheng knew that he could not sit idly by and allow this potential danger to exist. He had to act decisively to nip this dangerous trend in the bud to ensure the Dong family's future was safe.

Of course, there is another reason. He really doesn't like being threatened by others, let alone the person who threatens him is a prince. Even if he is his own son, he will never tolerate it. Otherwise, he will not be able to sleep or eat well.

"You...you...do you know that if these letters are leaked, our entire Dong family will suffer a catastrophic disaster. Do you want to kill us?"

Dong Sicheng's voice was anxious and threatening, and he roared angrily: "Give me the letter and we can discuss everything. Otherwise, get out! The fate of my Dong family must not be handed over to someone who dares to threaten me!"

Qin Feng frowned. He didn't expect his uncle to take these letters so seriously. He almost made a big mistake. He was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath and said slowly: "Uncle, I can give you the letters, but..."

Dong Sicheng interrupted him coldly, with a sarcastic smile on his face: "Is this the so-called deep love that the Second Prince has for my daughter? It seems that it is nothing more than this."

Qin Feng's heart sank, knowing that there was something behind his uncle's words, but he also understood that now was not the time to argue, and he had to act cautiously to avoid getting into greater trouble.

Then, Dong Sicheng said in a cold tone: "Second Prince, you can rest assured. As long as your request is not too excessive, I, Dong Sicheng, will satisfy you. Now, you can go away and stop being an eyesore here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left. His back, without any reluctance, disappeared quickly from sight like a kite with a broken string, leaving Qin Feng standing there in a mess.

Qin Feng watched Dong Sicheng's figure gradually walk away, his face livid, his fists clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound, and the veins on his forehead were like twisted tree roots, revealing his inner anger and unwillingness. He cursed in his heart: "Old thing, how dare you talk to me like this? When I take power, I will humiliate you completely!"

……

That night, the Jinyiwei passed the news to Qin Hao's ears.

Qin Hao muttered to himself, "A mysterious young man, who appeared as a servant, was actually greeted by Dong Sicheng himself and had a secret conversation with him for nearly an hour. What's even more strange is that this man was able to cleverly get rid of our Jinyiwei's pursuit..."

"Your Highness, this person has obviously disguised himself, yet he was able to escape our pursuit. His identity is definitely not simple, and he is definitely not an ordinary person. There must be a deep background and ulterior motives behind him." Old Feng analyzed calmly with a sharp gaze.

Qin Hao smiled slightly, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes. He chuckled and said, "Interesting, this power game is getting more and more interesting. There are so many people who want to fight with me. I won't be lonely anymore. I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Your Highness, should we order the Shadow Guards to track down that man?" Old Feng suggested hesitantly, although he knew very well that the possibility of success was not great.

"No need."

Qin Hao's answer was decisive and resolute, as if everything was under control.

"Although I don't know who he is, I have roughly guessed his identity." A deep look flashed in his eyes, as if he could see through all the fog in the world.

Elder Feng smiled slightly. He had long been accustomed to Qin Hao's unfathomable nature, and his curiosity was aroused. "Oh? Your Highness's words are becoming more and more profound. This old servant can hardly keep up with your pace. I am also very curious about who this person is."

He flattered Qin Hao subtly, his words full of respect and curiosity.

Qin Hao smiled faintly and said, "Old Two and Old Eight should be arriving in the capital soon. Who knows, maybe one of them is behind this."

A gleam of light flashed in Old Feng's eyes, and he clapped his hands in praise, "Your Highness is indeed wise, how could this old servant not have thought of that? However, in this old servant's opinion, the Second Prince seems to be more suspicious."

"Oh? Why is that?" Qin Hao smiled slightly, with a hint of curiosity between his brows.

A teasing smile appeared on Old Feng's face, and he laughed softly, "I heard that the Second Prince and Concubine Dong have a close relationship, maybe..."

Just then, an untimely voice interrupted their conversation.

The person who came was the head guard Luo Yang. He bowed his head and reported: "Your Highness, Concubine Dong insisted on leaving the palace, but has been temporarily stopped by our people. May I ask Your Highness, will you let her go?"

Qin Hao was slightly stunned, then turned to look at Old Feng. His eyes seemed to contain some kind of unspoken approval, as if to say, Old Feng, have you been blessed today? You are really amazing, whatever you say comes true.