Chapter 82 Mo Xuemin's Backup Plan

He was the honorable and noble eighth prince, King Xuan! Mo Xuetong scolded him in her heart but could not scold him out loud. She glared at Feng Yuran angrily and in an aggrieved manner, reigning in her temper as she gritted her teeth. "Oh, that's more like it." Feng Yuran was satisfied, especially when he saw the aggrievedness in her eyes. Laughter flashed through his eyes and he picked up his teacup and took a sip. He said, "I will reward you today and allow you to admire the blossoms from here. Remember that you owe me yet another one." "Yes!" Mo Xuetong was speechless and the veins on her forehead twitched. She forced herself to turn away and looked at Feng Yuran's handsome face. She was afraid that she could not control herself and would slap him. She turned around angrily to look at the forest. She did not want to see his handsome but irritating face. However, she did not expect that a closer look would be so different. It was one feeling to admire the pl