Chapter 203 She’s Desperate for Love

Chapter 203: She Is Extremely Starved for Love

At a time like this, having someone else to share the blame with is always a good idea.

The prerequisite is that Luo Feizhou truly knows the inside story and isn't deliberately luring her there.

Ji Yuntang stood up from the soft couch, crumpled the letter into a ball, and tossed it into the wastebasket.

"If he dares to trick me into going, he's dead meat!"

At Baixiang Tower, the most secluded private room at the corner of the second floor, also the least frequented guest room.

Luo Feizhou lounged comfortably on a recliner, his legs crossed, while his lackeys massaged his shoulders and legs, looking thoroughly at ease.

His bodyguard, Qing Feng, asked, "Your Highness, the letter you wrote has been sent to Princess Ye. Do you think she will actually come?"

Luo Feizhou cast a sidelong glance at him, his tone brimming with confidence.

"Of course she will come. Not only will she come, but she will also beg me for help."

"From what I've observed of Ji Yuntang recently, although she has a domineering and arrogant nature, often stirring up trouble, deep down she values relationships greatly."

"Whether it's friendship or love, this is evident from Xie Liuzheng and Luo Qingge. If others treat Ji Yuntang even slightly well, she will repay them a hundredfold or a thousandfold. It shows she is extremely starved for love."

"Being starved for love—that's Ji Yuntang's weakness. As long as we grasp her weaknesses and exploit them, it's easy to control her."

Qing Feng listened, only half understanding, feeling that Luo Feizhou's words didn't quite hold water, though he couldn't pinpoint exactly why.

After thinking for a long time, he finally figured out what was off.

Even if Ji Yuntang was starved for love, she was still a married woman. Could it be that his master wanted to befriend Ji Yuntang and then win her over with affection?

As soon as this thought arose, Qing Feng dismissed it.

The reason was simple: having served Luo Feizhou for fifteen years, he knew his master's character too well!

Whenever a beautiful woman with some charm caught his eye, Luo Feizhou never limited himself to just friendship.

He had always been a man of great ambition.

What he couldn't have, he would destroy.

Luo Feizhou clearly harbored improper intentions toward Ji Yuntang.

Recalling that he had just ordered Qing Feng to light aphrodisiac incense in the censer, Qing Feng felt a cold sweat trickle down his back.

He wanted to persuade Luo Feizhou not to risk straying down this path of no return—after all, she was already married, and whether he succeeded or failed, his reputation would be ruined. But the words stuck in his throat, and he didn't know how to say them.

Luo Feizhou noticed his constipated expression and frowned.

"Just say what you want to say. Don't give me that dead-fish face. My patience has limits."

Qing Feng's expression didn't change, clearly used to Luo Feizhou's tone. He sighed.

"Your Highness, Princess Ye is already married. She is your third sister-in-law. You are destined to be emperor one day. This matter will certainly damage your reputation. I beg Your Highness to reconsider!"

Luo Feizhou sneered inwardly but didn't respond. Instead, he turned to look at Qing Feng.

"When Ji Yuntang was forced by the Yongning Marquis's mansion to marry into Prince Ye's residence as a substitute, everyone thought she wouldn't survive the wedding night. Yet not only did she not die, she lived well, even willingly sticking by my comatose third brother, helping him with his bedpan and caring for him day and night without complaint."

"Since she married into the residence, she has had many opportunities to leave, but she hasn't. Why do you think that is?"

Qing Feng was a bit confused, scratching his head as he tentatively replied.

"Because... Princess Ye has fallen for Prince Ye?"

Luo Feizhou sneered disdainfully. "Fallen for him? With Luo Junhe's disfigured face, even beggars on the street would be disgusted. Do you really think Ji Yuntang, with her looks, could fall for him?"

Qing Feng thought about it and realized it was true. Three years ago, Prince Ye was the most sought-after match among all noble ladies in the capital.

But ever since his face was ruined, almost overnight, the noble ladies avoided him like the plague, fearing that Emperor Jingyang would force them to marry Prince Ye.

Ji Yuntang, after all, was from the Yongning Marquis's mansion. There was no way she would truly fall for a grotesquely ugly, paralyzed man, was there?

She was just a substitute bride; they hadn't known each other before.

Qing Feng asked, "Then, in Your Highness's opinion, does Princess Ye have ulterior motives for marrying Prince Ye?"

"Naturally. The only reason she stays in Prince Ye's residence is for the title of Princess Ye and the wealth and glory that come with it."

"The Yongning Marquis's mansion has Ji Qingqing, so they can't tolerate her. If she leaves Prince Ye's residence, she would have nowhere to go. It's possible that Ji Yuntang and Luo Junhe are only a superficial couple, pretending to be affectionate for outsiders."

Luo Feizhou sneered, his tone changing, "But if a better choice than Prince Ye appears now, do you think Ji Yuntang would still cling to that sickly man for the rest of her life?"

With these words, he had already branded Ji Yuntang as vain and insatiably greedy.

Luo Feizhou didn't believe that any woman would willingly marry a hideously disfigured, rotting man at first sight and remain devoted to him purely out of love.

Such love stories, in his opinion, only existed in fairy tales.

In real life, it was impossible.

No one knew that at that moment, Luo Feizhou's heart felt a little bitter.

This sourness wasn't genuine jealousy, but rather the fact that he had dozens of confidantes around him, yet none of them truly knew how to care for him.

He knew in his heart that those women were with him only because of his identity as Prince Qi.

Strip away that identity, and he might be nothing.

Since he had never experienced true love himself, he refused to believe such unwavering loyalty existed.

If it did, he would personally destroy it.

Dispelling his thoughts, Luo Feizhou glanced at Qing Feng. "Go see if Ji Yuntang has arrived."

Qing Feng went out and returned in just two breaths, his expression caught between surprise and shock.

"Reporting to Your Highness, Princess Ye has indeed arrived. She is already downstairs."

Upon hearing this, Luo Feizhou smiled wickedly, wearing an expression of "I knew it."

He knew that Ji Yuntang would come to him after seeing his note.

Luo Feizhou stood up and said to the lackeys in the room, "All of you, get out. Stay far away from this room. No matter what commotion you hear or what sounds you hear from inside, do not enter. Understood?"

The people in the room were all his trusted confidants, and they naturally guessed his plan. Such matters were nothing new to them after serving Luo Feizhou for so long.

So they snickered and nodded obediently, pledging their loyalty.

"Prince Qi, rest assured. We will stay far away from this room and not disturb Your Highness's fun."

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