The Beast Queen remained frozen in her seat.
Feng Yuchen’s words continued to echo inside her mind. Several beast husbands... many cubs...
She frowned slightly, her deep violet eyes flashing with a sudden realization before she abruptly turned toward one of her nearby consorts. "Where is he?"
The handsome beast consort holding the fruit platter was slightly stunned. "Your Majesty... are you referring to Lord Ren?"
The Beast Queen nodded. "Yes. I sent him to investigate the female An Mo likes. I wanted him to personally see her, assess her character, and return with a report."
She rubbed her temple helplessly, letting out a soft groan. "I almost forgot about it! That brat, An Mo, has already brought her to the Heavenly God State before my investigation was even finished."
The beast consort quickly bowed and replied, "Your Majesty, Lord Ren left several days ago. But... I also don’t know why he hasn’t returned to report yet."
The Beast Queen’s beautiful brows knitted together in confusion. "That’s strange..."
Just then, Feng Yuchen gently stepped forward, his dark blue eyes swimming with calculated concern.
A warm, reassuring smile appeared on his face as he spoke softly, "Beast Mother, please don’t worry too much. Father Beast Ren is exceptionally capable. I’m sure he’ll return soon with good news."
Although the consort who had gone was not his biological father, every male consort of the Beast Queen was respectfully called "Father Beast" by all of her royal children.
Hearing his gentle reassurance, the Beast Queen’s tense expression softened a little. She waved her hand dismissively.
"Alright. You should go practice. I’ll think about what to do with your Brother An Mo." She sighed deeply, leaning back onto her silk pillows. "That brat is really giving me a headache."
As she spoke, she gently rubbed her aching forehead.
Feng Yuchen immediately stepped closer with an eager, dutiful air. "Beast Mother, let me massage your shoulders. It may help you relax."
The Beast Queen chuckled, lightly pushing his reaching hand away with a fond smile. "You little brat. Why are you wasting your time with your old mother? Go mingle with people your own age! I’m perfectly fine."
She shooed him away with a flick of her wrists. "Go, go."
Feng Yuchen lowered his head respectfully, masking the flicker of disappointment in his eyes. "As you command, Beast Mother."
He turned on his heel and slowly walked out of the grand palace.
The moment he stepped past the massive crystal doors and into the quiet marble courtyard outside...
A mocking laugh suddenly reached his ears!
"Heh. So Mother kicked you out already? What a pity. It seems Big Brother’s dutiful ’good-son’ act couldn’t even last that long. Even Mother got tired of watching it."
Feng Yuchen’s footsteps stopped dead in their tracks. He slowly turned his head around, his eyes narrowing into cold slits.
Standing not far away was a stunning young woman dressed in a luxurious, flowing crimson gown. Her long black hair tumbled down her back like silk, and her phoenix-like eyes were filled with unbridled pride, arrogance, and mocking amusement.
She was the Beast Queen’s precious, highly spoiled daughter... the Fifteenth Princess, Feng Yuer.



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