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 ...