TCPCHW Chapter 46 Part 2

The Crown Prince Chases His Wife

Chapter 46          Unscrupulous Person (2/2)

When Feng Xian finally picked out the fan, Shen Huai’s voice sounded from outside the hall.

“Your Highness Taizi.”

Feng Xian!

Feng Yuyao!

Really, she could really invite this great Buddha?

Feng Zhan came in, looking at Qin Yan who was lounging on the couch. Her complexion was ruddy, and she seemed to be more beautiful than before. It seemed that she was living happily these days.

“Oh, you’re here!” Qin Yan said with a smile.

Feng Yuyao and Second Prince got up and saluted.

Qin Yan also got up but went straight to the chair in front of the card table and sat down.

“Come on, let’s get started.” Qin Yan smiled.

Both Feng Yuyao and Feng Xian were shocked by Qin Yan’s casualness in front of the Taizi, and the Taizi didn’t seem to blame Qin Yan for her rudeness.

These two…

Feng Zhan walked to the card table facing Qin Yan and sat down.

Feng Xian looked back and forth to observe Qin Yan and Taizi, there was a problem with these two…

Feng Xian was looking for an opportunity to block the Taizi, so while sitting next to Qin Yan, he lazily said: “Princess of Zhaoren said that she only wants to win money from outsiders. Thank you, Imperial Brother for coming to join us. Otherwise, we will be short of one with us three, and we won’t be able to play. Imperial Brother is generous.”

Feng Xian bit the word “outsider” very hard, and after he finished speaking, he glanced at the Taizi with a smile.

Feng Zhan’s expression was a little dark. When he entered the hall and saw several people in the hall, Feng Zhan already realized that Qin Yan didn’t specifically look for him.

Feng Xian should talk about what should be said and shouldn’t talk about what should not be said.


Since the last time at the bamboo house, several people were familiar with the game of horse tag. Although it had been a while, they all started to get used to it after a few rounds.

Same as last time, Feng Xian still gave Qin Yan cards.

Feng Yuyao was a little more familiar than last time, she didn’t blindly lose the cards, but also won a few rounds.

Feng Zhan’s deep eyes looked at Qin Yan opposite from time to time, and when Qin Yan felt Feng Zhan’s gaze, she also returned his gaze from time to time.

Feng Yuyao was so focused on the card table that she didn’t pay much attention to the unusual undercurrent between Taizi and Qin Yan.

But Feng Xian kept an eye on Qin Yan all the time, so naturally, he didn’t miss the occasional look at each other between the Taizi and Qin Yan.

Feng Xian felt a little depressed, he occasionally raised his eyes and glanced outside the flower hall, the plum grove on the other side of the lotus pond. If you are enjoying the novel, please support this translation and get direct access to new releases by reading it at the translator’s original website:

Suddenly remembered that at the housewarming banquet last time, Feng Yunchao seemed to mention that a new wall was built in the plum grove, and it seemed that the Taizi had said…

“Imperial Brother Taizi, the wall you built between the north and south palaces is not to guard against Princess Zhaoren, right? Hahaha.” Feng Xian half-jokingly said, looking at the Taizi.

Hearing this, Qin Yan raised her eyes and glanced at Feng Zhan, who was with a dark face on the opposite side.

Feng Zhan now wanted Song Zhi to sew Feng Xian’s mouth shut. If Feng Xian didn’t mention this matter, Feng Zhan would have forgotten about it.

That wall… was as annoying as Feng Xian.

Feng Zhan met Qin Yan’s eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling and turned his eyes away.


After about two hours, the game came to an end, and everyone moved to the main hall to have dinner.

After dinner, Qin Yan didn’t ask the guest to stay.

“Yanyan, I want to live in your residence today, or in that courtyard?” Feng Yuyao arranged herself without any politeness.

Feng Xian also followed suit: “Princess Zhaoren, is there any guest room in the mansion?”

On behalf of the host, Taizi Feng Zhan chased away the guests in a cold voice: “You can leave now.”

Feng Zhan shifted his gaze to Qin Yan, who was slightly drunk after drinking.

“Princess Zhaoren, can I have a word with you to talk about some business?” Feng Zhan’s tone was slightly deep.


In the study of the Princess of Zhaoren Mansion.

At the first glance, Feng Zhan felt that it was not like a woman’s study when he first stepped into it.

The layout of the room was simple and neat, with a row of bookshelves full of books, a small couch by the window, and a large sandalwood desk. Behind the desk was a simple antique shelf against the wall, and there were several large chairs lined up on both sides in front of the desk.

There were no fancy decorations on the wall, not even paintings, or calligraphy. It could be imagined that Qin Yan looked as neat and straightforward as this study when she handled official business.

Feng Zhan and Qin Yan sat opposite each other on the big sandalwood chairs, and Shen Huai served tea to them respectively.

“You all can go out.” Feng Zhan looked at Qin Yan and said indifferently.

Song Zhi left the study immediately.

Qin Yan waved her hand to let Shen Ying and Uncle Huai go out as well.

Just as Shen Ying walked to the door of the study, she heard her master’s voice coming from behind her.

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Hearing this, Shen Ying turned around after a pause, reached out her hand, and pulled the two doors close. The door was closed after Shen Ying retreated.

Shen Ying felt suspicious. Although her master didn’t pay attention to trifles matter, she still paid attention to the difference between men and women.

If her master talked with Mister Ji or Jiang Mu and other men alone, the door of the study would be left open, and Shen Ying was either serving by her master’s side or wait at the door.

It would never be like today.

However, her master was alone in the same carriage with His Highness Taizi that day…


When Qin Yan asked Shen Ying to close the door, her eyes were fixed on Feng Zhan’s handsome face.

After a while, Qin Yan got up suddenly and walked slowly to Feng Zhan.

Qin Yan leaned slightly, looked down at Feng Zhan who was still sitting, and then stretched out a slender white jade hand to caress Feng Zhan’s side face.

“You’re really good-looking!” Qin Yan said in admiration.

Feng Zhan’s Adam’s apple moved slightly but he was trying his best to restrain himself as he couldn’t let the woman in front of him feel that he was unprovocative anymore.

Qin Yan leaned over and imprinted her full red lips on Feng Zhan’s thin lips.

Feng Zhan narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand suddenly, and pulled the woman in front of him into his arms. He clasped the back of Qin Yan’s neck with the other hand and kissed her deeply.

In the study, Feng Zhan was still sitting on the big chair, Qin Yan was sitting on Feng Zhan’s lap, and the two kissed passionately.

“You seductress.” Feng Zhan said vaguely as if gritting his teeth.

Qin Yan brought her red lips to Feng Zhan’s ear and gasped softly.

“Your Highness, have you forgotten your business?”

Feng Zhan calmed down his violent heartbeat.

The two really talked about business in this posture.


Feng Zhan’s two hands were placed on Qin Yan’s waist on both sides. Looking at Qin Yan’s delicate face which was very close to him with dark and deep eyes, he asked in a hoarse voice: “Is Yu Qingfeng yours?”

Qin Yan’s white fingers were stroking Feng Zhan’s thick black sword eyebrows back and forth.

She had understood before that by acting under the feet of the Emperor, the Taizi would find out sooner or later, and she didn’t let Mister Ji hide it. Qin Yan simply admitted.


“Are you collecting grain?” Feng Zhan let the woman on him mess around. If you are enjoying the novel, please support this translation and get direct access to new releases by reading it at the translator’s original website:

“Yes.” Qin Yan’s fingertips had now moved to the bridge of Feng Zhan’s high nose.

“For personal gain?” Feng Zhan continued to ask.

Qin Yan’s hands paused for a moment, but her answer was not as candid as before.

“Sort of.”

“Say it again.” Feng Zhan suddenly pinched the soft meat on Qin Yan’s waist with both hands.

At this moment, Feng Zhan’s eyes had a hint of danger. If Qin Yan’s actions touched the righteousness of the nation, Feng Zhan would not be lenient because of his feelings for Qin Yan.

With Yu Qingfeng closed down, couldn’t the entire Taizi Mansion afford to support this woman who was messing with him?

Feng Zhan controlled his strength as he was unwilling to give Qin Yan a heavy hand. Qin Yan felt a little ticklish when Feng Zhan pinched her waist and laughed out loud.

After a while, Qin Yan spoke seriously.

“There are still some soldiers of the Pingxi Army who stayed in the Northwest to guard the border. We used to suffer from food shortages, but we made up for it in time, which didn’t cause much impact. The process of asking the Ministry of War for provision was too long and slow. I always made some preparations. The grain establishment of Yu Qingfeng has also stockpiled grain in previous years, but this year, we did have some concerns about food shortage, so we collected more.”

Qin Yan’s statement said that it was for the public which didn’t count, and she only considered the Pingxi Army that related to her.

But it was for personal gain, she was not seeking huge profits for herself but leaving room for the soldiers guarding the frontier.

Qin Yan was a combination of various contradictions that didn’t contradict each other.

She was frank and unrestrained as if she had the ability to look down on the secular world. Everything was insignificant to her, she was indifferent, almost cold and heartless.

But she would do her best to protect the people or things she valued.

There was righteousness in the heart, but it was not blindly overflowing with compassion.

Only a few people in the world were so clear.

At this moment, Feng Zhan suddenly felt that if there was someone Qin Yan could confide in, she would definitely risk her life to protect the person.


The posture of the two of them remained for a long time, and Feng Zhan’s upright back slightly leaned against the back of the chair.

“Hiss…” Feng Zhan suddenly frowned and gasped.

Only then did Qin Yan realize that it was Feng Zhan’s arrow wound from before.

“Let me see your injury.” Qin Yan said to Feng Zhan.

Feng Zhan didn’t say anything, Qin Yan took it as if he agreed.

Qin Yan was still sitting on Feng Zhan’s lap and had no intention of getting up.

“You take it off yourself or I’ll do it.” A fine light flashed across Qin Yan’s eyes.

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Feng Zhan’s eyes darkened, Qin Yan was usually noble and indifferent outside, but when the two of them were alone, she was so open, like an unscrupulous person. Qin Yan just say it and did it right away.

“You do.” Feng Zhan’s voice was hoarse, and his Adam’s apple rolled up and down.

Qin Yan smiled slightly and reached out to touch the jade belt around Feng Zhan’s waist but couldn’t find a way.

Feng Zhan’s breathing became heavier. He stretched out his hand to hold Qin Yan’s soft white hand, pulled Qin Yan, and untied his belt.

Qin Yan held the belt in front of him, sized it up, and then put it on the tables beside him.

Qin Yan turned her eyes back to the handsome man in front of her, glanced from Feng Zhan’s neck to his waist, reached into Feng Zhan’s inner garment with both hands, grabbed the white inner garment and black outer robe at the same time, pulled hard at Feng Zhan’s shoulders, revealing his strong chest.

Feng Zhan’s eyes were red at the moment, he felt he was going crazy.

Qin Yan sat on Feng Zhan’s body with legs apart, leaned close to Feng Zhan’s body, extended her arms to the back of Feng Zhan’s shoulders, rested her chin on Feng Zhan’s right shoulder, and untied the bandage covering Feng Zhan’s wound with both hands.

The arrow wound was slowly healing, and the bruise was no longer visible on the wound.

“Has the poison cleared up?” Qin Yan turned her head and asked Feng Zhan, her warm breath poured on his still red neck.

“Yes.” Feng Zhan’s voice was low and hoarse, and his Adam’s apple rolled up and down.

Qin Yan re-bandaged the wound with gauze, stood up again, and pulled up the clothes on Feng Zhan’s shoulders with both hands, but did not immediately cover the clothes. Instead, she glanced admiringly, and her fingertips ran across Feng Zhan’s smooth abdomen muscle.

Feng Zhan took a deep breath, covered his robe, took his belt, and put it on.

After hugging Qin Yan into his arms, Qin Yan also seemed to be tired from playing, and obediently leaned into Feng Zhan’s arms.

“You don’t have to go to Imperial Concubine Xian’s banquet.” Feng Zhan said suddenly.

“My aunt also received the invitation. As the mistress of the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion, my aunt has to go. Shen Ci has official business and can’t go. He asked me to watch over her.” Qin Yan closed her eyes, seeming a little sleepy. If you are enjoying the novel, please support this translation and get direct access to new releases by reading it at the translator’s original website:

“I won’t be going, be careful by yourself.” Feng Zhan’s tone became lighter.

“Sure.” Qin Yan murmured in a low voice.

“Aren’t your legs numb?”

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