Everything that happened today was beyond Rong w.a.n.gās expectations, the prisoner under his solid grip had not submitted to him or s.h.i.+ver with fear whilst choking back tears.
Instead, the Princeās usual eyes that avoided contact with others, suddenly locked onto his own. There was no evasion in the set of eyes that appeared alit with angry flickering flames.
Feng Ming pushed the aggressive and physically superior male away, his eyes glowing with indignation, threatening Rong w.a.n.g.
"Iām warning you, though my hands, and legs are incapable and my body is weak and aches, If you dare do anything to me, tomorrow I willā¦Tomorrow Iā¦ā Feng Mingās threat was unfinished as he felt himself slip into the emptiness, his vision darkening.
b.a.s.t.a.r.d! I havenāt finished!
d.a.m.n time travel, d.a.m.n the stupid Prince that let this abuse onto this weak pathetic body. I didnāt even have a chance to finis.h.!.+
With numerous complaints and pains, Feng Ming allowed the darkness to swallow him, falling into a deep sleep.
Waking up his head was curtained with sleep, his eyes fluttered open to set upon the antique and luxurious roof above. His mind lingered there as he recalled what had actually happened.
It was tragic.
And the tragic thing was, the problem was still present and persistent.
Once the handsome face of the Regent King appeared hovering over his ownĀ the Feng Ming verified how incorrect his initial profiling of the Regent King was. What he discovered in this position of power was not a plump and balding old man. Instead from his estimates Rong Tian was probably around the same age as he was in his previous life.
The difference was the tremendous air of power that surrounded him. Rong Tianās presence mustered up fear and made people s.h.i.+ver. Such a characteristic is befitting to play the villain on a television show right? Just the right type of handsome but sinister menā¦
"What is on His Royal Highnessās mind?" Rong w.a.n.g mocked him. This extremely contemptuous att.i.tude only proved to further demonstrate how disrespectful the man was towards the Prince.
Feng Ming glanced around his surrounding; his personal attendants were standing quietly at the side of the room
Even Chiu Lan did not intervene, no one was willingly jumping into defend their masterās mistreatment.
It seemed that Rong w.a.n.g was un-officially the real ruler of Xi Rei.
The Prince that had been raised in the palace was merely a play thing; the hara.s.sment by Rong w.a.n.g most likely forced him to take the final option, as he willingly to jump into the river, whilst unknowingly giving Feng Ming a second chance.
"I'm asking you." Feng Mingās chin was suddenly tilted upwards by Rong w.a.n.g who addressed him as if he was just a lowly servant.
Something inside crackedĀ Feng Ming, he was infuriated not hiding his annoyance as he whipped his head away from the Regent Kingās direction.
"Hmph! Cao Cao!"
"Cao Cao? What is Cao Cao?"
From the response of the treacherous King it was obvious that he has never read āRomance of the Three Kingdoms.ā
Not even bothering with the duty of explaining what Cao Cao meant, Feng Ming realised a more important issue, he twisted suddenly to stare intently at Rong w.a.n.g.
"I ām going to ask you, yesterdayā¦did youā¦do anything to meā¦?ā
āā¦ā
āā¦ā
With an audience of attendants in the room, it was an embarra.s.sing word he dare not say publicly.
TheĀ Prince was rather interesting today, the words he spouted were intriguing, and he no longer was the groveling coward that trembled in fear and sought safety.
Rong w.a.n.g bore his eyes into Feng Mingās tense expression, a growing amus.e.m.e.nt by the events grew, he lent down close to Feng Mingās neck, mimicking Feng Mingās tone
āGee, did Iā¦orā¦didnāt I?ā He teased.
"You, Idiot!"
Feng Ming set forth an attack, releasing a raging tiger behind his outburst.
Looks like the training he received from the guards at the orphanage paid off,
Like a flash of lightning, he landed a sweet one square onto Rong w.a.n.gās face.
In a blink of an eye theĀ arrogant and handsome sported a new fresh bruise.
No one could have antic.i.p.ated this type of development of the fast paced action.
The collective response of their audience was of shock and nothing more.
Rong w.a.n.g was completely taken by surprise and this was clearly painted across his face, the whole room had immediately felled silent.
All the faces in the room paled, the attendants left in a silent flash gone before you could even notice the click of the doors shutting behind them.
The single blow was successful, and planted straight onto Rong w.a.n.gās precious face,
Feng Ming knew his actions were out of line.
It wasnāt like he advocated the use of violence; growing up he was naturally stubborn, with a child like demeanor when it came to defending his pride or having the last word. He wasnāt the type to skimp out on payback just because of physical pain with scars and bruises instead he always ensured he evened the score.
Likewise his opponent today was the Cao Cao of this era, Rong w.a.n.g had dominance over him but he wasnāt going to sit back and submit to humiliation.
"You hit me?" Rong w.a.n.g exclaimed.
Rong w.a.n.g dumbstruck with the Feng Ming recalculated .perception of him.
"Yesterday, you bit me, and I havenāt even settled that account with you. And today you actually dared to raise your hand against me?" He spat in disbelief.
The hands that fumbled to hold a cup of tea, the Prince that would tremble just by his mere presence, was this even him?
Feng Ming shook his head aside before further demanding an answer.
"Enough! Tell me! In the end, yesterday..did you force meā¦did you do it ?"
"Itās not like it was the first time, why should you care?"
ItĀ canāt beā¦
Feng Ming pupils contracted, his fists clenched he wanted nothing more to give Rong w.a.n.g another taste of his fists.
However, Rong w.a.n.g chimed in casually: āBut Iāve never enjoyed a dead fish, frankly I have never been interested.ā
The punch Feng Ming almost released neednāt take place to Feng Mingās relief.
He bitterly replied, āWell, that was a wise choice.ā
The Prince was astonished to the fact his reb.u.t.tal came without the cost of infuriating the man, instead the King actually laughed.
"If you have other questions, why donāt you ask them all now?ā he offered suspiciously.
Feng Ming didnāt fall for the abrupt change of such goodwill. He, of course had countless questions he wanted to ask, but at the present, he just wanted to be far away from this abominable "Cao Cao."
The farther the better he would be.
.
"There is nothing to ask, you can leave." Feng Ming very consciously optioned to address himself as a Prince would.
Instead of retreating, Rong w.a.n.g leisurely declared, āYouāve finished with the questions, now it is my turn to ask.ā
His tone was frivolous and so was his choice of words, an under tone of authority ensued as if he was setting a trap.
"Ask me? What is there to ask?"
"Firstly, who are you?" The voice wasnāt flippant anymore as it became icy.
Feng Ming was taken aback.
"Me?"
With no time to react, Rong w.a.n.g had him under his hold within a split second.
Feng Mingās slender wrists were once again caught by a stronghold of larger hands that pinned them above his head, rendering him completely helpless.
Rong w.a.n.g whispered and his breathe rasped gently into Feng Mingās ears.
"You're definitely not the Prince, who are you ?ā
"I am the Prince." Feng Ming desperately claimed.
In a situation like this, he had to keep his mouth shut and stick with his ident.i.ty. It wasnāt like a farfetched story of his spirit taking up the Princeās body would spare him from being executed.
"You are the Prince?"
Rong w.a.n.g sneered: "You are obviously unfamiliar with Prince, you are riddled with flaws! How could the Prince have enough courage to bit me or even daring to raise his hands against me?ā He accused.
āDonāt say that a mere jump into a river would cause these major changes in oneās basic personality. I am the one who is most clear on what the Prince is like.ā