Crazy or What? The Gloomy Prince Kisses Me to Tears Every Night! Chapter 121 - 111: Third Brother, Do You Have Any Special Ho

Tian Yuan didn’t care how others viewed him.

He had indulged himself among the flowers for so many years, his body was already hollowed out. Now that he had discovered the cause of Zixi’s death and avenged her, it was like resolving a piece of his heart.

So naturally, he needed to find a way to replenish his body.

The best tonic was right in front of him, and he would regret it if he missed it!

A tiger’s whip is not an easily found supplent.

At this mont, Feng Qiwu looked at Tian Yuan with disdain and said, "Do as you please."

Upon hearing this, Tian Yuan was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Crown Prince!"

Then he urged his n, "What are you standing around for? Quickly cut it off for to soak in wine!"

"Oh, oh, yes, Young Master! We’ll go imdiately." Tian Yuan’s servant, after a brief pause, quickly ca to his senses and went to cut the tiger’s whip.

Seeing this scene, many n felt a chill below.

But at the sa ti, they also harbored a tinge of regret.

If they had known the Crown Prince didn’t want it and was so easygoing, they should have shalessly asked for it earlier.

Now it’s too late, Tian Yuan got it first.

As soon as Tian Yuan had his n cut off the tiger’s whip, Doctor Lin and others hurried over.

"Crown Prince, can you grant us the tiger bones? They are excellent materials for making dicine." Doctor Lin and his group were red-faced with excitent.

Hearing this, Bai Susu couldn’t help but feel a movent in her heart.

Then she quietly tugged on Feng Qiwu’s sleeve.

That’s right.

Why hadn’t she thought of it before?

The whole tiger is a treasure!

Although in modern tis it’s forbidden to hunt tigers and use tiger bones for dicinal wine,

this is ancient tis.

She was nearly trapped by her own thinking.

With such precious materials, why shouldn’t she keep them for herself?

Except for the tiger’s whip, she could use the rest!

...

Understanding her intent from the sleeve tug, Feng Qiwu coldly said to Doctor Lin and the others, "No, the remaining at and bones, I will take back to feed my little wild cat!"

Everyone: ???

What a waste! It’s simply a waste!

But since when did the Crown Prince start keeping pets?

And what kind of cat would eat tiger at?

On the other side, Bai Susu’s ears turned red as she glared secretly at Feng Qiwu.

You’re the wild cat, your whole family are cats!

Doctor Lin and his group, hearing this, showed disappointnt.

Yet they still persistently asked, "We don’t want the at, just the bones after the cat is done, would that be okay?"

"No! Ling Han, instruct soone to imdiately transport the remaining tiger at back." Feng Qiwu ordered directly.

"Yes, Your Highness!" Ling Han promptly nodded.

Seeing this, Doctor Lin and the others had no choice but to reluctantly give up.

Such a large tiger, who knows how much precious ointnt the bones could make!

The Crown Prince is truly wasting it!

Bai Susu felt a bit guilty seeing their regretful expressions.

But then she thought, once the materials were in her hands, wouldn’t she also utilize them effectively?

She’s not wasting them either, is she?

Even if she doesn’t know how to make dicine, isn’t there still old Doctor Ming?

So she felt reassured.

...

At this mont, the evening breeze brought the aroma of roasted at.

The Imperial Chefs had already roasted the marinated at, and preparations were ready to begin eating.

So everyone hurriedly took their seats.

Though there were unpleasant incidents with the Cai Family during the day and the assassination attempt on Feng Qiwu, overall, things went smoothly, so Feng Qingyang raised his glass with a smile to toast the ministers.

"I toast to you, dear ministers, wishing Da Qin favorable weather and abundant harvests in the coming year!" Feng Qingyang exclaid.

Saying this, he downed the wine in his cup.

He then smiled broadly and said, "Please don’t hold back, eat and drink to your heart’s content tonight."

The ministers enjoyed the autumn hunt.

Though the variety of dishes wasn’t large, the roasted at was hot food!

Unlike palace banquets, where by the ti the feast began, the dishes on the table had grown cold and lost their taste.

So soon, everyone was exchanging toasts, savoring the fruits of the noble young n’s hunt that day.

...

At this ti, Feng Qiwu was sitting next to Feng Changge and Feng Wuchen.

However, since it was the autumn hunt, the won of each family sat with their kin, without much formality.

But Pri Minister Bai deliberately had Bai Susu sit far away from Feng Qiwu.

So Feng Qiwu could only lazily glance towards Bai Susu from ti to ti.

At this mont, Feng Changge suddenly raised a cup towards Feng Qiwu, speaking with a sowhat mocking tone, "I heard my dear Crown Prince was attacked today. Luckily you’re unhard, so let drink to you to calm your nerves."

Beside him, Bai Wanwan, along with several principal and side concubines, sat quietly eating at and drinking juice.

But what Feng Changge didn’t expect was that upon his words, Feng Qiwu looked at him with a hard-to-describe expression.

Just as Feng Changge was wondering if there was dirt on his face, Feng Qiwu picked up his cup and nodded slightly, "Thank you, Eldest Brother."

He then drained his cup and quickly turned to look for Bai Susu’s figure.

Ugh!

What bad luck!

Seeing Feng Changge’s face reminded him of how he acted like a dog on the ground.

Especially with Bai Wanwan sitting next to him, the image beca even clearer.

At this mont, he regretted having such a great mory!

...

Seeing this, Feng Wuchen quickly raised his cup to toast Feng Qiwu, forcing a smile.

Ever since Lin Changqing went to Xiayu Pass, he had no heart for hunting today.

Though Feng Qiwu didn’t go to the Northwest this ti, Lin Changqing still went to the Northwest to suppress bandits as Bai Wanwan said.

Thinking about the imnse wealth in Xiayu Pass’s cave being handed over to the National Treasury after Lin Changqing’s success, he felt heartbroken and breathless.

That was supposed to be his.

But due to one miscalculation, one wrong step leading to another, he ended up with a neck injury, and now he couldn’t volunteer to lead troops to the Northwest.

But what Feng Wuchen didn’t expect was that while Feng Qiwu drank when Feng Changge toasted, he completely ignored him when he offered a drink.

For a mont, Feng Wuchen awkwardly held his wine cup mid-air.

He then suppressed his humiliation and anger, asking, "Why won’t you toast with , Crown Prince brother?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Qiwu looked at him coldly, "Oh, I was just lost in thought."

He then casually raised his cup again towards Feng Wuchen, downing another.

Seeing this, Feng Wuchen’s expression improved a bit, so he curiously asked, "What were you thinking, Crown Prince brother, that made you zone out?"

"Oh, nothing much, just pondering Mr. Cai’s matter, wondering how many here enjoy playing gas of pleasure in bed. How about you, Third Brother, any particular hobbies?" Feng Qiwu shot straight with his question.