Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 923 Playful Duo

Chapter 923: Chapter 923 Playful Duo

Lady Song called to Nan Feng, "Lady Nan Feng, you don’t have to stand outside and watch; you can walk into the forest and take a look as well."

"Sure, shall I go with Lady Song?"

"You go in by yourself first. Old Song and I have seen it every day, and we are almost tired of it," Lady Song deliberately wanted to create an opportunity for them.

"Alright, then I’ll go in," Nan Feng smiled and then took another glance at Nangong Ye.

Just then, Nangong Ye was also looking at her. She felt a bit awkward and quickly quickened her pace to go inside.

The Plum Garden was quite extensive, and the scenery inside was exceedingly beautiful. The snow gradually covered the plum blossoms, which in turn seemed determined to melt the snowflakes. Thus, the snowflakes slowly formed frost and solidified together with the plum blossoms.

Nan Feng was so entranced by the sight that when she turned around, she saw a piece of black clothing moving in her direction not far away. That must be Nangong Ye.

Her view was blocked by a plum tree, so she moved aside, and so did Nangong Ye on the other side. Then Nangong Ye appeared right in front of Nan Feng.

Nan Feng’s heartbeat quickened. She moved two steps in the opposite direction and hid under a plum tree.

Although she now had a strong admiration for Nangong Ye, it felt a bit awkward for the two to admire flowers together in the Plum Forest.

But having moved only two steps, that black figure appeared again, so Nan Feng darted behind another tree.

From a higher perspective, the two of them were like playing hide and seek in the Plum Forest—you search, I hide; you search again, I hide again; both not in a hurry, maintaining such a chase. Meanwhile, the snow fell even heavier, blanketing the vibrant red plum blossoms, and below, a handsome man and a beautiful woman were walking, creating a scene that resembled an ancient New Year’s painting filled with a sense of bygone charm.

...

Dashun.

Tuoba Lie stood outside the Camp in the midst of the swirling snow, his silhouette lonely, his aura full of aggression.

After a while, several people ran through the snowstorm in a panic, arriving before Tuoba Lie and kneeling before him: "Your Highness, the Second Prince!"

"Where is the person? Did you find him?" asked Tuoba Lie.

"Reporting to Your Highness, the Second Prince, we have not, not found her!" the subordinate reported.

"If you haven’t, then why do you have the face to come back and see me?" Tuoba Lie took out the knife in his hand, drawing it through the air a few times.

The subordinate in front was already trembling with fear. The Second Prince was known for being fierce and violent; he might, well...

"Your Highness, the Second Prince," the subordinate tried to beg for mercy, but before he could utter his plea, Tuoba Lie suddenly cut him down with a swift stroke of his knife.

Blood stained the pure white snow red, but soon it was covered by fresh blood sprays and slowly solidified.

"Keep searching, even if you have to comb through the entire world, you must find that woman!" Tuoba Lie ordered.

The remaining subordinates dared not linger and set out once more.

Tuoba Lie turned and went back into his tent. A maid brought him some tea, but he knocked it away and immediately thereafter came his roar, "Get the hell out, all of you!"

...

Because of the snowstorm, Nangong Ye and Nan Feng’s plan to return to the Capital City was delayed. They had no choice but to stay at Song Cheng’s place.

Their stay at Song Cheng’s was quite comfortable. Lady Song’s daughter was not around, and in her boredom, she took the opportunity of the snowy weather to chat with Nan Feng about delicious foods and share stories from the past in Fujun.

Nan Feng felt quite good having Lady Song around, as Lady Song was talkative and avoided the awkwardness of facing Nangong Ye every day.

However, she also really wanted to see Nangong Ye, and this feeling was very contradictory. Fortunately, while she was chatting with Lady Song, Nangong Ye would take a book and sit some distance away, seemingly quite engrossed in his reading.