Chapter 69: Cruel Prince 18

“No. You can’t,” Feng Qitong refused immediately while holding Tang Wan tightly in his arms. “My princess is so weak right now. How could you possibly eat by yourself?”

Holding her like this felt as soothing as fine jade and sweet wine, making him unwilling to let go even for a moment.

Tang Wan was speechless.

Whose fault was it that she had no strength left?!

If Feng Qitong hadn’t exhausted her so thoroughly last night, would she be this weak now?

At that moment, Feng Qitong picked up some food with his chopsticks and brought it to Tang Wan’s lips.

Fortunately, because Tang Yitong had often fed her in the previous world, Tang Wan subconsciously opened her mouth without much thought.

Feng Qitong was clearly very satisfied with her obedient response.

Meanwhile, the servants watching nearby were so shocked their eyes nearly fell out.

Was this really their cold-blooded, ruthless Crown Prince who normally forbade others from approaching him?

He was actually doting on the Crown Princess this much?!

Who had spread rumors that the Crown Princess wouldn’t survive the wedding night after marrying him?

Clearly, she was being pampered to death by the prince instead!

...

After lunch, Feng Qitong carried Tang Wan around the garden again.

Not long afterward, he started randomly pinching her cheeks or kissing her every few moments.

Tang Wan had gone from speechless at the beginning to completely numb by now.

“Little Cutie,” she complained internally through gritted teeth, “is your information wrong? Does Feng Qitong have some kind of skin hunger syndrome? If he doesn’t touch me for a while, does he feel uncomfortable?”

Her poor face felt like it was constantly being kneaded by him!

Hearing this, the little cutie immediately replied:

“Don’t worry, Host, the information is correct! Feng Qitong suffers from mania, and only you can suppress it, so naturally he won’t want to let you go.”

After hearing that explanation, Tang Wan instantly understood why Feng Qitong’s energy at night seemed endless.

She remembered hearing before that people with mania sometimes had unusually intense desires.

Suddenly...

she felt a little sympathy for herself.

“But why can only I suppress it? Isn’t this basically a mental illness?” Tang Wan asked afterward.

The little cutie immediately giggled.

“Humans often say things like, ‘You’re sick, and I’m the cure.’ That’s basically the relationship between you and Feng Qitong right now! You can consider it a special cheat ability for yourself.”

Only then did Tang Wan finally understand why Feng Qitong’s reaction differed so much from the original storyline despite the plot being mostly the same.

Back then, he hadn’t intended to take responsibility for her at all.

But because she accidentally called him “Tongtong,” he had stayed.

...

At that moment, seeing Tang Wan suddenly looking distracted, Feng Qitong lowered his chin onto her shoulder.

“What’s wrong? What are you thinking about?” he asked.

Hearing this, Tang Wan instantly came back to her senses and replied meaningfully:

“Nothing. I was just wondering... if this continues, will I even have any dignity left?”

Feng Qitong froze slightly before immediately understanding what she meant.

The arm around her waist tightened instantly.

“What? You don’t like this prince treating you well?” he asked in a low voice.

“Of course not!” Tang Wan quickly denied it. “I’m happy about it. But if you continue acting like this in front of everyone and word spreads outside... people will definitely say I’m some shameless Crown Princess with no sense of propriety.”

Tang Wan looked rather helpless.

This was ancient times!

Yet Feng Qitong openly flirted with her in front of an entire courtyard full of servants without caring at all.

Hearing this, the dangerous look that had briefly appeared in Feng Qitong’s eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a smile.

The next moment, he suddenly drew his sword.

A flash of cold light appeared—

and the servant standing nearby instantly lost all the hair from the top of his head.

The servant’s legs immediately gave out as he collapsed trembling onto the ground.

Only then did Tang Wan see Feng Qitong glance indifferently at everyone present.

“Don’t worry,” he said coldly. “None of them would dare spread a single word.”

“Otherwise, their eyes and tongues will end up just like his hair.”