Quick Travel: Samsara Boss and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Wife

Inside the imperial study.

The emperor sat at the top, picked up the memorial on the table and began to read it. He had no intention of talking to Rong Yuan at all.

Rong Yuan was not angry, he found a place and sat down, his expression could not be more natural.

"How dare you, do I allow you to sit down?" The emperor said angrily, pointing his nose at Rong Yuan, not his nose, and his eyes not his eyes.

"Father, don't be angry, or you may get angry." Rong Yuan still said slowly, "You don't have to shout so loudly, I can hear you."

"You, you, look at the good things you have done, do you still look like a prince of a country?" The emperor walked back and forth in front of the case angrily, and then he could no longer look at the extremely leisurely person sitting aside. Rong Yuan, pick up the inkstone on the table and throw it at Rong Yuan.

Rong Yuan dodged and the inkstone fell to his feet with a bang, splashing ink onto the ground.

Rong Yuan was fine, but the emperor who was above him was panicked. He came down quickly and anxiously pulled Rong Yuan to check. When he saw that Rong Yuan was fine, he continued to say with a solemn face: "You can't be willful this time. After you go to court, you must Go to Chengyang Hou Mansion in person and apologize to me in front of Chengyang Hou and his son!"

"Father, don't worry, I will definitely complete the mission successfully!" Rong Yuan said positively, "I will leave first."

"Wait, it's not too late to finish lunch with me before leaving. During this time, you can reflect on it!" The emperor looked calm. Alas, this kid, I hope this incident will teach him a lesson.

As soon as Rong Yuan heard this, he walked skillfully to the corner of the imperial study room, took a book and started reading.

When Eunuch Xu heard that there was no movement in the house, he went in with a pot of tea.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the prince sitting in a corner, not doing anything right, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: What a good life.

Eunuch Xu withdrew his peripheral vision and stood diligently beside the emperor, waiting for the emperor's orders at any time.

For a moment, the imperial study room was quiet except for the sound of turning paper and the rustle of brush rubbing against paper.

Chengyang Houfu.

The Marquis of Chengyang was standing nervously outside Su Hongfei's room, not knowing how to explain to his son.

I think that he, the majestic Marquis of Chengyang, can't even seek justice for his own son!

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a serving maid came out wiping her tears.

Seeing the Marquis of Chengyang, he saluted and said, "Master, please go and persuade the young master. He has been refusing to take medicine."

Marquis Chengyang was about to step up, but he heard the "ping ping ping ping ping" sound of breaking porcelain coming from the room.

Marquis Chengyang paused for a moment, then took a heavy step forward and opened the door.

The young Marquis sat beside the bed, lowering his eyebrows and not looking at him.

The young man's face no longer had the high-spirited spirit that a young man should have, but instead was full of decadence, resentment, and even a faint hint of madness.

Both father and son were silent for a long time without saying a word.

"Father, has the prince been punished?" Su Hongfei's voice was dry and word for word. It was obviously a weak breath, but it made people hear the huge anger contained in it.

The Marquis of Chengyang didn't know how to answer Su Hongfei's question, so he could only comfort Su Hongfei and said: "The emperor asked the prince to apologize to you in the court, and also sent someone to invite Xue Nan, the miracle doctor of Snow Valley..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted sharply by Su Hongfei.

"So?" Su Hongfei shouted loudly, his voice was hoarse, and the veins on his neck popped out, "Did the prince suffer any substantial losses? Or can the so-called miracle doctor heal my disabled leg?"

As Su Hongfei spoke, he beat his right leg like crazy, each one harder than the last.

"What are you doing!?" Chengyang Hou was shocked. He ran over as fast as he could, grabbed Su Hongfei's hand, and yelled loudly.

Su Hongfei looked at his leg with a gloomy look on his face, and said bitterly: "Since this leg is of no use, it's better to smash it, so that I don't have to worry about it here!"

Seeing Su Hongfei's self-abasement, Chengyang Marquis became angry immediately, punched Su Hongfei hard and knocked him down on the bed, and said angrily: "Everyone can look down on you, but you can't!"

Su Hongfei still didn't react at all. He fell on the bed with no intention of struggling. His eyes were staring at one place in a daze, like a walking corpse.

Lying on the bed quietly, eyes blank, crying silently.

The silent crying was the most shocking and made Marquis Chengyang even more sad.

"Hongfei, you are the most outstanding talent in the clan. Although your legs are gone, your skills are still there. You can still be a counselor and a strategist. You still have a lot to do in your life!" Chengyang Marquis comforted him.

"But, I'm not willing to give in!" Su Hongfei said excitedly.

The teachings he received since childhood helped Su Hongfei grow into an outstanding general. He could not imagine what it would be like to lose his legs. That would be terrible!

Su Hongfei's face was stained with tears, and the deep despair in his eyes was heartbreaking.

Marquis Chengyang's lips moved, and he wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by an announcement.

"Master, the prince is here." Before the servant finished speaking, the Marquis of Chengyang saw the prince in rich clothes walking in.

Every move he makes is like a dragon or a phoenix, his grace and splendor are unparalleled, making people's hearts sway.

It's just that the father and son of the Su family don't have a good look when facing the prince, so it's naturally impossible to find anything unusual about the prince.

As soon as Rong Yuan came in, he saw the hostile eyes of father and son.

Well, what a coincidence, isn't it?

In the end, the Marquis of Chengyang stood up and said, "I've met the prince!"

Rong Yuan nodded and said, "General Su."

Then his eyes shifted to Su Hongfei, as if he was waiting for Su Hongfei's gift.

It's really bad. He is obviously the instigator, but he still wants the victim to bow to him.

Su Hongfei stared at Rong Yuan with eyes as fierce as a wolf cub.

Although he doesn't have the strength of an adult wolf, his ferocious expression is exactly the same.

What Rong Yuan likes most is to remove the wolf's claws so that he can never raise his claws towards him again.

At this time, Su Hongfei was in great anger towards Rong Yuan, so how could he salute Rong Yuan?

If his legs hadn't been unable to walk, he might have punched Rong Yuan in the handsome face.

Rong Yuan was not in a hurry, and just looked at Su Hongfei, one with a smile on his lips, like the bright moon and clear wind, and the other with unruly, fierce and bloodthirsty eyes.

The Marquis of Chengyang was anxious, fearing that his stubborn boy would confront the moody prince again, so he winked at Su Hongfei from the side.

But Su Hongfei seemed to want to compete with Rong Yuan and refused to give in.

And Rong Yuan didn't know why he kept looking at Su Hongfei.

Before the two of them could tell the winner, the Marquis of Chengyang interrupted and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. The dog's legs and feet are inconvenient and it is inconvenient for him to salute."

As soon as these words came out, it was a sore point for Su Hongfei, and he exploded immediately.