Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 825: Looking for Wild Brother

Chapter 825: Chapter 825: Looking for Wild Brother

The Emperor’s heart gradually calmed down.

"Tears rolling down," "resentment," showed that she still had him in her heart.

The Emperor too slowly let go.

At first, he had just wanted to conquer Nan Feng by doing some things in his stead, and now that Nan Feng was willing to leave this piece of paper here, it indicated she liked him, that she had been moved.

So he decided to let her go.

To him, Nan Feng was like a poppy, the more time spent together, the more addictive she became. It was better to let her go now before he fell in too deep.

Moreover, her status was special. Insisting on keeping her might bring unnecessary trouble in the future.

Even though the Emperor had thought things through, his chest still ached faintly, as if he had lost a fortress, as if he had lost half a realm.

...

Long San still wanted to see Nan Feng.

It was rare for her to return, and since they were both in the same region, if they did not meet this time, he feared it would be a long time before he saw her again once the Emperor designated him another location.

He sipped his tea while waiting for Butler Yan.

While drinking his tea, he felt as if there was a woman sitting opposite him, a woman who always wore red, whose smile was clean and as bright as the morning sun.

Such a woman warmed people’s hearts.

He dreaded the cold and liked all kinds of warm things, including a lady like Nan Feng.

Later Butler Yan returned, but with someone else, it was Xiaoqing with tears on her face.

"Third Master..." Xiaoqing had barely returned, and upon seeing Long San, she couldn’t help but cry, "Sister Nan Feng has left..."

"Left? Where has she gone?" Long San maintained a nonchalant facade, but his heart skipped a beat.

"Last night, Sister Nan Feng developed a fever, and then His Majesty took care of her... I fell asleep... And when morning came, she was gone, leaving only a note..." Xiaoqing cried like a child who had been abandoned, sobbing as she spoke.

Long San’s face turned solemn as he ordered Xiaoqing, "Don’t panic, take your time and tell me everything from the moment you entered the palace and encountered Nan Feng!"

Xiaoqing wiped her tears and said, "Okay, Third Master, after I entered the palace, at first I thought I had been caught by human traffickers, but later it turned out that it really was Sister Nan Feng in the palace. She was pitiful, assigned to work in the vegetable field, and even though she was some kind of female official, she was constantly bullied by the women in the palace, especially His Majesty’s other wives. Sister Nan Feng was always unhappy, frowning every day, nothing like the Sister Nan Feng from before..."

Long San frowned.

Xiaoqing continued, "Sister Nan Feng said she was just a hostage, used by His Majesty to threaten Ye Ge, because His Majesty was worried Ye Ge might revolt after the wars. Yet, His Majesty treated Sister Nan Feng very well and never let his wives bully her. Just yesterday, when Sister Nan Feng had a fever, His Majesty took care of her. Sister Nan Feng wouldn’t take the medicine, and His Majesty ended up feeding it to her mouth-to-mouth. I don’t know what happened after that, but Sister Nan Feng left a note and was gone."

"What did the note say?" asked Long San.

He had become angry upon hearing the words ’fed medicine mouth-to-mouth’. That was clearly taking advantage of someone vulnerable; even if he had ever had such an opportunity, he had never taken it.

What kind of gentleman was this?

Long San would rather be accused of being homosexual than to let Nan Feng see his true feelings, knowing well that her heart belonged to someone else, yet still making his move. Such a man, Long San had no respect for.

"Third Master, Sister Nan Feng copied a poem, saying ’I regret not meeting you before I was married’, and also, she asked me to return to Spikenard Square."

"I regret not meeting you before I was married"?

It must have been the Emperor who pushed her too far. Otherwise, Nan Feng would not have run away, nor left those lines of poetry, which were nothing more than a perfunctory gesture.

Long San looked at Butler Yan, "If Nan Feng left because her fever broke, she shouldn’t have gone far. Go look for her, maybe you can catch up. If you do, escort her north until she finds Ye Ge."

"Understood."

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