Chapter 1430 – Continuing Construction (4)
“Can’t guess it!”
Feng Zhen helplessly brushed off her hand; he didn’t want Wei Ci to see him and Jiang Pengji getting too cozy.
Who could handle Wei Ci’s jealousy?
Fortunately, Jiang Pengji was the typical wild spirit and didn’t mind Feng Zhen’s actions.
“Anyway, it’s not a good thing,” Feng Zhen said honestly. “Whenever the Lord smiles so beautifully, someone’s bound to suffer.”
His survival instincts were strong; he had just secretly insulted Jiang Pengji and immediately started flattering her.
Jiang Pengji touched her face and mumbled, “Smile beautifully?”
Feng Zhen replied insincerely, “Beautiful! Beautiful enough to make Zixiao weak in the knees and unable to walk!”
But who was the person about to suffer?
Their Lord was truly not to be trifled with; once she had someone in her sights, they could only pray for their own good.
“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,” Jiang Pengji laughed. “Even if I don’t smile, he would still be weak in the knees!”
Upon hearing this, Feng Zhen suddenly felt a sensation akin to stomach cramps.
Their Lord used to be subtle and concealed her affair with Wei Ci, but now she was utterly fearless and unbelievably narcissistic!
If Feng Zhen knew about the existence of the streaming room, he would understand that Jiang Pengji’s behavior was called “showing off affection,” also known as “abusing dogs.”
“The Lord should take it easy,” Feng Zhen said with a wry smile. “Even though anyone with eyes can see the truth, as long as it remains unspoken, everyone can still deceive themselves and turn a blind eye. If it truly comes to light, the outcome won’t be good.”
It was one thing for everyone to know in their hearts, but it was another for Jiang Pengji to expose her feelings with Wei Ci to the public.
The relationship between Feng Zhen and Jiang Pengji was not only one of subject and ruler but also one of close friends. He regarded Wei Ci as both a mentor and friend.
From Feng Zhen’s perspective, he truly hoped the two wouldn’t suffer because of external forces.
Certainly, love was a matter for two, but it also depended on their identities.
Jiang Pengji and Wei Ci’s social standings meant that she could not openly promote him.
This was not love; it was harm, a manifestation of immaturity.
Feng Zhen and his allies had their boundaries clearly defined; private affairs were one thing, but their relationship could only remain as lord and subject in public.
As a feudal lord, Jiang Pengji had a naturally dominant position; she would be fine, but the one to be hurt in the end would be Wei Ci.
“I’m not trying to make it widely known,” Jiang Pengji said with a smile. “I know exactly how to navigate this situation.”
Feng Zhen muttered, “It’s really hard to say; after all, romantic feelings can cloud one’s judgment.”
Isn’t that why a gentle lady’s boudoir is the grave of many a hero?
No matter how brave their Lord was, she would still ultimately fall before the beauty that was Wei Ci!
Jiang Pengji couldn’t help but roll her eyes, retorting, “After knowing each other for so many years, when have you ever seen me do something completely irrational? Rather than making a big fuss and losing Zixiao in the process, it’s better to maintain the status quo and seek a peaceful coexistence.”
“The Lord, are you implying…” Feng Zhen, always good at catching the crux of the matter, countered, “that you’re keeping an eye on Zixiao?”
Just when Feng Zhen thought Wei Ci’s interest in a twelve-year-old Jiang Pengji was already disturbing, he was shocked to find that the two might be equally interested!
Jiang Pengji cleared her throat, waving him off, “Why are you asking so clearly? Don’t you want to keep the Young Master?”
If Jiang Pengji weren’t so assertive, she wouldn’t have avoided all those people urging her to get married and have children.
Don’t think she didn’t know that this group was privately longing for the Young Master.
Feng Zhen couldn’t help but cover his face.
“I do want one! But Zixiao is a man, and he can’t bear the heavy burden of giving birth. Besides, the Young Master shouldn’t be arriving at this time.”
The downside of a woman being a lord is that she has to personally handle childbirth, unlike a man who can just do the deed and leave the woman with a child.
No, wait.
Feng Zhen suddenly thought of something.
Why was there still no news after all these years of Jiang Pengji and Wei Ci’s dalliances?
Was it Jiang Pengji’s health?
No way!
She was even more brutal than wild bears, crossing tiger-infested ravines without a second thought.
Then, it must be Wei Ci’s health?
Feng Zhen recalled Wei Ci’s weak constitution and instantly felt a toothache in addition to a stomach ache; it hurt everywhere.
He had considered everything but never thought that their Lord had never gotten intimate with Wei Ci and that Wei Ci was still a virgin!
It was not that he didn’t think of it; it was simply that Jiang Pengji was so familiar with the brothel scene that she could even outdo him in such matters.
Confirming their glances, it was clear that he was an experienced hand.
What experienced man could resist the seduction of a tempting morsel right in front of him?
After all this reasoning, Feng Zhen could only trembleingly accept the cruel answer that Wei Ci was unable to conceive.
He knew very well what Jiang Pengji was like; when she was stubborn, not even ten oxen could pull her back.
Who could truly force her to take a stranger for the sake of having children?
To put it another way, if the Lord were to consider a second partner, by her standards, anyone eligible to share her bed must be at least as good as Wei Ci.
So here comes the question:
How many men in this world could be better than Wei Ci?
With a firm grip on internal and external affairs, from meticulous strategies to trivial matters, there was nothing he couldn’t handle.
He was talented, and his looks were heaven-gifted; his temperament was exceptional, willing to abandon his principles for their Lord.
With such a high standard, how many could compete with him?
Not to mention, this little guy Wei Ci was also very loyal to the Lord.
Even if someone found a person who met all of Wei Ci’s conditions, they would probably have a bunch of pretty wives and countless children running around…
With that thought, Feng Zhen suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.
Jiang Pengji, unaware of what he was imagining, asked in surprise, “Are you feeling unwell?”
Feng Zhen replied, “I just suddenly remembered something; I must take my leave.”
Jiang Pengji said, “Then you go ahead.”
Feng Zhen turned to find a famous doctor, gathering everything to send to Wei Ci’s residence.
Coincidentally, Wei Ci was still busy handling documents when Feng Zhen approached, snatched his pen, and pulled him down to sit on the bed.
Wei Ci looked at Feng Zhen, then glanced at the several young doctors, ready with their medical kits, and was completely baffled.
“What is happening?”
Feng Zhen directly ordered the doctors one by one to take Wei Ci’s pulse, not allowing any objections from him.
After the doctors finished checking his pulse, they all exchanged mysterious glances, leaving Feng Zhen confused.
Wei Ci furrowed his brow and sent the doctors away, asking helplessly, “Zishi, what’s up with you today?”
Why call him Feng Zishi?
Why not just call him crazy?
Feng Zhen said, “Isn’t it your problem? So it must be the Lord’s problem?”
If that were the case, it would be far more serious than any health issues Wei Ci might have; if the Lord couldn’t bear children, that would lead to a dead end.
Feng Zhen’s face turned grim; he dared bring the doctors to check up on Wei Ci, but he couldn’t let them examine Jiang Pengji.
