The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

Feng Yanan was tightly embraced by Yan Lingxiao. She should have only felt his warmth and strength, but at this moment, she couldn't help but frown. She found that the embrace she was leaning on exuded an indescribable smell, a "masculine smell" mixed with sweat, dust and a faint smell of tobacco. This smell was not strong, but it was extremely real, making her re-examine the person in her arms.

She slowly raised her head and looked at Yan Lingxiao carefully. His face looked a little haggard, his hair was messy, and his clothes were covered with dust and unknown traces. He really looked like a beggar who had just returned from the wilderness. But even so, his eyes were still firm and powerful, as if he could persevere no matter how many hardships and setbacks he had experienced.

Yan Lingxiao felt the person in his arms suddenly stiffen, and his heart tightened. He then realized that Feng Yanan might be somewhat dissatisfied or uncomfortable with his condition. He gently let her go, looking at the complicated expression on her face, and suddenly understood a little.

"Nannan, I'm sorry, I..." Yan Lingxiao started to speak awkwardly, but Feng Yanan interrupted him.

"How long have I slept?" Feng Yanan said softly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Yan Lingxiao looked at her, feeling apologetic. He did not answer Feng Yanan's question, but said to her solemnly, "Nannan, wait for me."

After saying that, he turned around and left in a hurry. Not long after, he came back, but this time, his appearance had completely changed.

He changed into a clean and tidy set of clothes, and combed his hair meticulously. His originally haggard face disappeared without a trace, replaced by a calm and confident look.

Yan Lingxiao walked hurriedly, his heart full of concern for Feng Yanan. He walked to the bedside, gently held Feng Yanan's hand, his eyes revealing deep worry.

"Nannan, how are you?" There was a barely perceptible tremor in Yan Lingxiao's voice.

Feng Yanan's face was pale. She tried to force out a smile and said softly, "I'm fine. I'm just a little weak. I'll be fine after a rest."

While Yan Lingxiao left the room to clean himself up, he asked Gu Zimo to come over as soon as possible.

At this time, Gu Zimo walked into the room and saw Feng Yanan who had woken up. She walked lightly to the bedside, bent down and asked gently: "Yanan, are you awake? How do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" His voice was full of concern and warmth.

Feng Yanan looked at Gu Zimo, a touch of emotion flashed in her eyes. She shook her head gently and replied with a smile: "Mr. Gu, I'm fine. I'm sorry to have made you worry."

Seeing Gu Zimo caring so much about Feng Yanan, Yan Lingxiao felt jealous for some reason. He spoke in a cold voice, which was completely different from the attitude he had just used with Feng Yanan: "Gu Zimo, what are you doing?"

Gu Zimo pretended not to notice Yan Lingxiao's anger, and looked at Feng Yanan's smiling face, his worries were slightly relieved. He reached out and gently touched her forehead, and after confirming that she didn't have a fever, he said with relief: "Yanan, I'm so glad you're okay. When Yan Lingxiao went out just now, he specifically told me to come here as soon as possible. He has always been concerned about you."

Faced with Gu Zimo's indifference and his closeness to Feng Yanan, Yan Lingxiao stared at Gu Zimo coldly.

Gu Zimo felt a chill on his back, and quickly tried to please Yan Lingxiao. He turned to Feng Yanan and said, although he was trying to please Yan Lingxiao, what he said was the truth. "Do you know that Yan Lingxiao has been guarding you for three days and three nights when you were unconscious, and he has never left your side. He has neither eaten nor closed his eyes, and has been silently guarding you until you wake up." He secretly glanced at Yan Lingxiao's eyes. Sure enough, it worked. Yan Lingxiao's sword-like eyes improved a little. He continued: "You saw it too. He looked like a ghost just now. Although he hurt you, it was not his intention. He..."

"Enough..." Gu Zimo kept talking. He felt guilty but also cared about Yan Lingxiao. But Yan Lingxiao didn't want Feng Yanan to know that he was poisoned.

Feng Yanan was lying on the hospital bed, her face was pale, but her eyes were full of worry. When she learned from Gu Zimo that she had been in a coma for three days, she felt a strong sense of guilt. She knew that her father must be worried sick.

She wanted to get up immediately. However, when she tried to move her body, a heart-wrenching pain instantly spread throughout her body. She couldn't help but take a deep breath and frowned tightly.

"Nannan, don't worry. You are still very weak and need to rest for a while." Seeing this, Yan Lingxiao immediately stepped forward to support her and comforted her softly.

"Don't worry. Three days ago, I sent someone to inform the general that you will be staying in Prince Zhan's mansion for the next few days."

Feng Yanan nodded, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down. She knew that her body still needed to recover, and she couldn't rush. She decided to rest and recuperate first, and then go home to visit her father after her body recovered. That way, her father wouldn't suspect anything.