Chapter 80: Cruel Prince 29

How could Tang Qingzhu possibly understand Elder Tang’s painstaking intentions?

Even if he truly found her a decent marriage later, in Tang Qingzhu’s eyes, it would still be nothing more than a ruined match.

At that moment, Feng Qitong suddenly laughed.

“You’d rather shave your head and become a nun?” he said coldly. “Since you dislike marriage so much... perhaps this prince should simply cut out your long tongue instead.”

“That way, Grandfather and Wanwan would also be spared future trouble.”

If Tang Qingzhu hadn’t secretly colluded with the Second Prince to scheme against both him and Wanwan, Feng Qitong wouldn’t even have noticed a mere concubine-born daughter like her.

And now she still dared stir up trouble repeatedly.

As for her refusal to marry?

It clearly wasn’t that she truly opposed marriage.

Rather, the people available to her simply weren’t the men she wanted to marry.

And as for who she truly wanted—

that much was obvious.

...

Hearing Feng Qitong’s words, Tang Qingzhu froze completely.

She had never expected Feng Qitong to casually suggest cutting out her tongue.

He truly was cold-blooded and ruthless.

But why?

Why did all of his cruelty and mercilessness never seem directed toward Tang Wan?!

Even Elder Tang was startled.

“Your Highness... wouldn’t that be too harsh?”

“What’s harsh about it?” Feng Qitong replied indifferently.

“Grandfather doesn’t know this, but Tang Qingzhu often secretly speaks badly about Wanwan.”

“At the poetry gathering last month, Wanwan was publicly embarrassed because Tang Qingzhu secretly swapped out Wanwan’s poems, causing her reputation to suffer greatly.”

Feng Qitong spoke complete nonsense with a perfectly serious expression.

Hearing this, Tang Wan’s ears instantly turned red.

Then she hurriedly called out internally:

“Little Cutie, did this guy say that on purpose? There’s no way he doesn’t already know those poems weren’t actually written by Tang Wan!”

Hearing this, the little cutie immediately nodded.

“Host is probably right. But as long as you don’t expose yourself openly, it should still be fine.”

After hearing that, Tang Wan suddenly remembered Feng Qitong’s strange question from the previous night.

Then she quickly said nervously:

“I suspect... Feng Qitong already knows I’m not the real Tang Wan.”

The little cutie looked shocked.

“What?!”

“No wonder Er Gouzi used to say ancient people shouldn’t be underestimated!”

Seeing the little cutie react so strongly, Tang Wan became anxious.

“What’s wrong? Will this affect my mission?”

“Oh, the mission itself should be fine,” the little cutie replied. “As long as the villain genuinely falls in love with you, the mission counts as completed.”

“But you know how superstitious ancient people can be. I’m just worried he might eventually treat you like some kind of demon or monster.”

Hearing this, Tang Wan finally relaxed slightly.

“But he already likes me now... doesn’t he?”

Besides, judging from Feng Qitong’s personality, if he truly intended to investigate her identity thoroughly, he would’ve already done so long ago.

“Who knows?” the little cutie warned seriously. “Just be careful anyway.”

“Got it...” Tang Wan replied.

...

Meanwhile, after hearing Feng Qitong’s accusation, Tang Qingzhu immediately raised herself from the floor and said hurriedly:

“No! Your Highness, I never swapped her poems!”

“The poems Tang Wan used at previous poetry gatherings were originally ghostwritten by me!”

“If Your Highness doesn’t believe me, ask her directly!”

At the previous poetry gathering, Tang Qingzhu had only deliberately left traces behind to expose Tang Wan’s fake reputation as the capital’s number one talented woman.

Unfortunately, Tang Wan had managed to escape suspicion back then.

After Tang Qingzhu finished speaking, Tang Wan originally thought Feng Qitong would at least question her a little.

Unexpectedly—

he showed absolutely no intention of doubting her at all.

Instead, he tightened his arm around Tang Wan’s waist and looked toward Tang Qingzhu with complete disdain.

“Of course this prince doesn’t believe you.”

“Not a single word.”

“As for what kind of person Wanwan is—”

“This prince understands very clearly.”