Chapter 673 - Bitter Monk

Hu Feng looked sideways and stared at the little girl leaning on his shoulder. The 13-year-old girl had a delicate face. Her closed eyes and lazy appearance made her look even more immature.

Bai Zhi felt that Hu Feng was staring at her. When she looked up, she met his gaze. She asked him with a smile: “Why are you peeping at me?”

Hu Feng also smiled: “I’m not peeping. I’m looking at you with integrity.”

Seeing her closing his eyes again, he said “Little girl, grow up quickly.”

Bai Zhi shook her head: “No, I don’t want to grow up. I’m pretty good like this.”

Hu Feng sighed: “You’re pretty good, but have you ever thought about my sufferings?”

Bai Zhi’s eyebrows slightly frowned, but the corners of her mouth curved into a smile: “How come you are suffering? As a prince, isn’t there a lot of women in your mansion?”

Hu Feng smiled and shook his head: “You little girl, in your eyes, am I that kind of person?”

Bai Zhi smiled and said: “If you are not that kind of person, why are you hurrying me to grow up?”

Hu Feng stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek: “I’ll let you have the upper hand today, but you wait and see!”

After a moment of silence, he said again: “Zhi’er, let’s get married next year, okay?”

Bai Zhi didn’t agree, nor disagree. She simply counted her fingers and mischievously said: “Oh, next September, I will only be 14-years-old. Am I not still so young?”

Hu Feng snorted: “I don’t care. I can’t wait that long, I can’t even wait to marry you tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow? Then I won’t agree.” Dongfang Mu’s voice suddenly sounded behind the two, with a hearty tone.

The two got up, then Hu Feng gave up his chair to Dongfang Mu while saying: “Master, your apprentice is already at this age. If this continues, I will become a bitter monk.”

Dongfang Mu waved his hand: “I don’t care. Zhi’er just came back to us. I want her to stay with us for 2 more years. If you don’t want to wait, then I will choose another suitable prince for her.” He said while looking at Hu Feng’s face.

Hu Feng didn’t seem to be annoyed at all. Instead, he smiled: “Master, in this world, only I am worthy of Zhi’er. No one except me is qualified to be with her.”

Such domineering words, even Dongfang Mu became speechless.

But he likes it, his apprentice should be like this.

“Okay, okay, you guys continue to drink tea. Don’t talk about this nonsense. You should ask related people before you make a decision, do you understand? You people doing this, don’t you think it’s hasty? Without my consent, all your decision is nothing but nonsense!”

The master and apprentice stared at each other and smiled helplessly.

Dongfang Mu said: “I just came back from the palace. Chu Feng went to the Pei family to propose marriage. The emperor told me, so I already know about that matter. He also said that you don’t need to care about them. Let them toss themselves and face the consequences of their evil plan. It’s their choice anyway.”

Bai Zhi said: “Since they added this scenario, it’s better to let them do this. Let’s not discuss with Pei Qinghan about divorce yet. Once Chu Feng and the daughter of the Pei Family are already married, we will spread about this matter throughout the whole capital, and then negotiate with Pei Qinghan.”

Dongfang Mu smiled and nodded his head: “I also think the same. Let’s not talk about this matter to him so soon. Anyway, I just need to bring a divorce letter to the emperor. As long as the emperor said a word, the relationship between your Niang and Pei Qinghan can be cut off immediately.”

Chu Feng will marry the Pei family’s daughter. People with discerning eyes could see his real purpose. But once he learned that the Dongfang family will cut off its relationship with the Pei Family and doesn’t even recognize this so-called daughter. Will Chu Feng get angry?