Chapter 673

It was Huang Rong herself.

Feng Heng could only sigh:

"There's no need to force yourself; look at how much pain you're in."

Huang Rong, her pretty face flushed, stammered:

"Actually, it was only painful at the beginning; it's much better now. I just feel a bit uncomfortable."

Feng Heng could not handle this topic at all.

She said with shy annoyance:

"Pah! How did he teach you to be like this? Is this something that should be spoken of?"

Yet Huang Rong stared at Feng Heng's beautiful face, which resembled her own by five or six parts.

She said with an inexplicable tone:

"If Mother fell in love with him, you would surely do the same."

Upon hearing this, Feng Heng subconsciously put herself in Huang Rong's shoes.

The thought that flashed through her mind made her so shy she could not speak.

She guiltily averted her gaze.

Seeing this, Huang Rong suddenly understood.

After several days of getting along,

she had already discovered

that compared to Guo Fu, who had almost grown crooked,

Feng Heng shared more similarities with her.

Especially their temperaments, which were particularly alike.

Things she would do,

Feng Heng had a high probability of doing as well.

Out of an instinct to compete for favor,

although Huang Rong no longer minded Gu Hanyuan's various romantic debts,

she still hoped he would focus his attention on her.

Huang Rong could clearly feel Gu Hanyuan's love for her.

She could even be certain that her status in Gu Hanyuan's heart was different from that of the other women.

It was a pity that the relationship between her and Gu Hanyuan could not be brought into the light.

Many situations were inconvenient.

Therefore, she developed the idea of keeping the benefits within the family.

Unfortunately, Guo Fu had not inherited her intelligence,

and was held firmly in the palm of Gu Hanyuan's hand.

Only Feng Heng was a reliable combat force.

Moreover, the number of people who could recognize Feng Heng was extremely limited.

Only Huang Yaoshi and his few disciples.

With a little maneuvering, she could be made to accompany Gu Hanyuan openly and honestly.

Huang Rong's eyes flickered.

She sighed faintly:

"Does Mother want to walk my old path? That is a very painful process."

Feng Heng struggled:

"I don't want to, but..."

Huang Rong softly comforted her:

"Mother also knows that I don't mind."

Feng Heng finally stopped avoiding Huang Rong's gaze.

She sighed lightly:

"Can you give me some more time to consider?"

Huang Rong, however, with a gloomy expression, comforted her again:

"I thought the same way back then. But the longer it takes, the more painful it will only make you."

That was a rather painful memory for Huang Rong.

Seeing Huang Rong speak so resolutely,

Feng Heng asked in surprise:

"Rong'er, do you not have any misgivings about your father?"

Huang Rong was stunned upon hearing this.

She said astringently:

"Does Mother think you can still return to Father's side now?"

Just like how Huang Rong currently had no desire to return to Xiangyang City to face Guo Jing.

She had merely sent a message back to report that she was safe.

Feng Heng pondered for a moment.

With a complex expression, she said:

"I cannot do it."

Huang Rong had anticipated this long ago.

"Since Mother knows you cannot do it, why ask me?"

She paused,

her expression becoming a bit firmer.

"Besides, Husband will absolutely not let Mother go. Rather than hesitating here, it is better to face your heart early. Escaping is useless; it is only torturing yourself."

This was Huang Rong's advice based on experience.

If she had faced her heart earlier back then,

she would not have endured so much pain.

It was a pity Huang Rong did not know this was all Gu Hanyuan's premeditation.

Otherwise, she would not have stopped at the right moment every time.

Feng Heng's heart was shaken.

Every word of Huang Rong's pierced into the depths of her heart.

She could not refute it at all.

She sighed dejectedly.

"Rong'er, you speak with reason; I should not keep escaping."

Feng Heng then said with annoyance:

"But Rong'er, why are you trying so hard to persuade me?"

Seeing that Feng Heng finally showed signs of being persuaded,

Huang Rong's face lit up with joy.

She did not hide her thoughts,

telling her everything about her idea of relying on Feng Heng to compete for favor.

This caused a rosy flush to flow across her face, which was as beautiful as peach blossoms.

Suddenly, a pair of large hands wrapped around Huang Rong's waist.

That familiar scent made her delicate body instantly soften.

Gu Hanyuan embraced her from behind.

He asked with a light laugh:

"What are you chatting about?"

Feng Heng's expression was flustered.

She said with a beautiful face, trying to cover up the truth:

"Nothing in particular."