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"Where have you been?" Feng Chengzhi heard a noise and pushed the door open, just in time to see Feng Chengxuan and Feng Tianjiao returning from outside.
Feng Tianjiao secretly glanced at Feng Chengxuan but didn't dare to speak, quietly returning to her room.
At this moment, Feng Chengxuan's emotions had calmed down considerably. Seeing that Feng Chengzhi was not angry, he explained, "My sister has not been in a good mood lately. I heard there is a restaurant specializing in Dream Nation cuisine, so I took her to try it."
"Oh, I see." Feng Chengzhi nodded, thinking that it was indeed not a solution for Feng Tianjiao to remain so depressed. There would be many things for her to do in the future, and it was good for her to go out and relax. However, why did she seem even worse than before?
Although he had his doubts, Feng Chengzhi was not as reckless as Feng Chengxuan and did not voice his concerns directly. He simply exchanged some pleasantries before returning to his room.
"Fifth Prince."
As soon as Feng Chengzhi returned to his room, he heard someone outside the window. He listened carefully and confirmed that no one was around before walking over to the window and pushing it open. It turned out to be one of his men returning.
"Come in."
The person cautiously leaped through the window, checked around to ensure they were not noticed, then closed the window and turned to kneel on one knee respectfully. "Reporting to Fifth Prince, the number of people arriving at the Capital of the Departed Nation has been increasing in recent days, but we have yet to see anyone from Dream Nation."
Feng Chengzhi frowned upon hearing this; it was not good news. With only two days left until the competition, Dream Nation was far from Exiled Nation. If they rushed over without time to rest, they would be at a disadvantage during the competition. He anxiously asked, "Have you found out if they have set off?"
The man lowered his head and dared not look up. "Since yesterday, the Capital of the Departed Nation has allowed entry but prohibited exit. So..."
"Useless!" Feng Chengzhi slammed his fist on the table. They had not just sent people out in the last two days; since the National Decree for the competition was issued, he had continuously dispatched people to gather information. Now at this critical moment, they were using this excuse to brush him off. "Is there really no one who thought to go out early and wait for news?"
Feeling frustrated, Feng Chengzhi closed his eyes in annoyance. He waved his hand dismissively, and the man immediately disappeared from the room.
"Father, oh Father, you wouldn't really abandon us, would you?" Feng Chengzhi initially thought that if someone were to be sacrificed for Dream Nation, it wouldn't be him, after all, he was the one destined to inherit the throne. However, as the day of the competition drew nearer and there was still no news from Dream Nation, his heart grew heavier.
Meanwhile, back in her room, Feng Tianjiao sat alone at her vanity, staring at her reflection in the mirror, lost in deep thought—
He is my brother; his feelings for me should be those of siblings, but why?
Looking back, it seemed he had shown similar behavior before, but she had never paid attention and had not thought much of it. She had always regarded it as sibling affection.
As they grew older, they appeared less close than when they were young. Yet he still had some habitual actions that he hadn't changed; it was all her fault for being too careless in the past.
How many people know about this matter?
Now that she thought about it, his actions were far too obvious; perhaps she was the only one kept in the dark...
If such an embarrassing scandal were to be exposed...
Feng Tianjiao suddenly stood up and screamed as she swept all the cosmetics off her vanity onto the floor, creating quite a commotion.
The maid standing outside the door heard the noise but dared not enter; she only called out from outside, "Eldest Princess, are you... are you alright?"
"Get out! Just get out!" Feng Tianjiao continued to scream as objects fell to the ground inside. Before long, her room was nearly destroyed.
She sat dejectedly on the floor, her disheveled hair sticking to her face due to sweat. She looked nothing like an Eldest Princess; she resembled a madwoman instead.
"Why? Why is this happening? Why is it me?" Feng Tianjiao buried her face in her hands and sobbed. As the Eldest Princess, she should be radiant and glamorous, not burdened by scandal.
Bang! Bang!
Knock, knock, knock!
Feng Tianjiao ignored the sound of the knocking and continued to cry.
"Little sister, what's wrong?" The person at the door was Feng Chengzhi. His room was the closest to Feng Tianjiao's, and he had initially thought nothing of the noise he heard earlier. However, when it continued for a while, he decided to come out and check. He found that all the maids had been sent away, and he could clearly hear Feng Tianjiao crying inside, prompting him to knock and ask, "Open the door quickly, what's going on?"
Thinking it was Feng Chengxuan again, Feng Tianjiao had no intention of responding. But upon hearing Feng Chengzhi's voice outside, she suddenly looked up, her eyes still filled with confusion. "Fifth Brother?"
"Yes, it's me. Open the door!"
After a while, the door was finally opened from the inside, revealing a disheveled Feng Tianjiao.
Feng Chengzhi did not expect his usually image-conscious sister to be in such a state. He quickly asked, "What happened? Why do you look like this?"
Seeing him was like finding a lifeline; Feng Tianjiao burst into tears, unable to say a word due to her overwhelming sadness.
Could it be because of him? Feng Chengzhi thought. They had gone out together today, and on their way back, he sensed something was off with Feng Tianjiao. In just a short time, she had turned into this state; it seemed closely related to him.
"Calm down, don't cry. Let's go... talk in my room." Feng Chengzhi glanced inside; it was a complete mess. It would be difficult to have a proper conversation, let alone find a place to sit. "You all clean up the room."
"Yes," the maids replied.
Feng Tianjiao was then supported by Feng Chengzhi as they walked toward his room.
Not long after they left, a corner of clothing fluttered past around the corner and disappeared...
"Ah, isn't this the Crown Prince? What brings you here? Such a warm welcome, such a warm welcome..."
When Bai Zhan walked out of the room, Feng Chengxuan had already entered the courtyard. He frowned at the relatively simple surroundings and said, "Elder Bai holds such a distinguished position; how can you live in such humble conditions?"
"When you're out and about, there's no need for so much fuss. Please, Crown Prince, come inside." Bai Zhan laughed heartily, appearing completely unconcerned. However, as he turned to invite Feng Chengxuan into the house, a flicker of resentment flashed in his eyes.
"Someone, bring tea."
"No need." Feng Chengxuan scanned the room and then glanced at the door. Bai Zhan immediately understood and went to close it himself.
"Crown Prince, what brings you here?" Bai Zhan had long heard of the Crown Prince's reputation; he was someone who never came without reason. He usually looked down on anyone outside the royal family, so his personal visit today must be for something important.
"This Prince has come to ask one question: is the Bai Clan willing to support This Prince?" Feng Chengxuan's sharp gaze fixed intently on Bai Zhan, not missing any subtle shifts in his emotions.
But Bai Zhan was no ordinary man; he was an old fox. Facing a prince like Feng Chengxuan, he was more than capable of handling himself. Without a moment's hesitation, he clasped his hands and declared, "I would gladly give my life!"
"Is that true?"
"Absolutely!"
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