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

Yan Lingxiao frowned slightly, and turned to the door, with a hint of doubt and displeasure in his eyes. Yan Zhichen, the idle prince who has always had a low presence in the royal family, why did he suddenly come to visit today?

"Your Highness Prince Xian, you are joking." Yan Lingxiao's tone remained calm and respectful. "She is indeed my future princess, but that doesn't mean I can't treat her as an equal and respect her wishes."

Yan Zhichen heard this and smiled softly, with a hint of sarcasm and provocation in his laughter: "Oh? Fourth brother knows how to respect women, which is really rare. However, I think Miss Feng must be a very special woman, otherwise how could the aloof War King be so fascinated by her?"

Yan Lingxiao was very angry about Yan Zhichen's words. His eyes flashed with cold light, and his voice revealed a hint of unquestionable majesty: "The idle prince is idle all day long and doesn't care about state affairs, but he is talking nonsense here. This really makes me look at him with new eyes!"

Yan Zhichen quickly waved his hands to explain, with a nonchalant smile on his lips, and said: "Hey, fourth brother, when did you become so stingy? Third brother is just praising you for having a unique princess!" He glanced at Yan Wuji with disgust, as if he hated him very much.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not on the same page with the prince. I'm just an idler who likes to join in the fun. I heard that there was something going on at the Zhan Palace today, so I followed the prince here."

He spoke in a relaxed and casual tone, as if he was really just an insignificant bystander. But there was a glimmer of cunning in his eyes.

Yan Lingxiao frowned as he looked at his carefree appearance. It was obvious that they had come prepared today, and he didn't want to make a big deal out of it.

He snorted coldly and said, "Since you are just here to join in the fun, then stay calm and don't cause me any trouble."

Hearing this, Yan Zhichen smiled even more, nodded, and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, I'm just a spectator, and I will definitely not cause any trouble for you."

After saying this, with another sly smile on his face, Yan Lingxiao asked in a low voice: "Old Four, are you really poisoned by the Moon Illusion Poison? I heard that the poison is very strong and will drive you crazy on a full moon night. Is that true?"

His tone revealed a hint of teasing, curiosity, and gloating. His eyes flashed with a cunning light, as if he had seen Yan Lingxiao going crazy on a full moon night.

Although his voice was not loud, it was particularly clear in the quiet side hall. Everyone in the room wanted to know what this idle king was up to.

Yan Zhichen seemed very satisfied with the effect. He continued to exaggerate and said, "If the fourth brother is really poisoned, he will be in trouble. On the night of the full moon, be careful not to run around, so as not to hurt others and yourself."

Yan Zhichen's words were like a fuse, instantly igniting the anger in Yan Lingxiao's heart. His face instantly darkened, and his eyes shot towards Yan Zhichen as sharp as a knife.

"Yan Zhichen, shut up!" Yan Lingxiao's voice was deep and powerful, full of unquestionable majesty. He clenched his fists, as if trying to suppress his inner anger.

The air around them seemed to freeze instantly, and everyone felt the strong aura of Yan Lingxiao. Yan Zhichen's smile also froze on his face. He didn't expect Yan Lingxiao to respond to him so angrily.

"What? Did I say something wrong? Aren't you really poisoned by the Moon Illusion Poison?" Yan Zhichen tried to hide his guilt, but he could still feel the strong sense of oppression emanating from Yan Lingxiao.

"Yan Zhichen, stop gloating here! It's not up to you to decide whether I'm poisoned or not!" Yan Lingxiao's voice became even colder, and his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate Yan Zhichen's disguise and reach his heart.

At this moment, Yan Zhichen finally realized his mistake. He stopped talking and just silently took a few steps back, keeping a certain distance from Yan Lingxiao. Yan Lingxiao continued to stand there, with such momentum that people around him dared not approach him easily.

At this time, an unexpected guest came——Lin Shengyang

Lin Shengyang stepped into the door of the war hall and felt a chill. Although his steps were steady, he was nervous. He looked around, trying to figure out the atmosphere and everyone's mentality. When he saw Yan Wuji and Yan Zhichen were present, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He took a few steps forward, bowed deeply, and said respectfully: "I am Lin Shengyang, your humble servant, and I am here to meet the princes." His voice was not loud, but it revealed a firmness and confidence.

Yan Lingxiao looked at him, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes, but he did not speak. The cold aura emanating from him made the people present feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. Yan Wuji had an indifferent expression, as if he was not interested in Lin Shengyang's arrival. Yan Zhichen looked relaxed, as if all this was within his expectations.

Lin Shengyang deliberately showed a surprised expression and said, "I didn't know that the princes were all here today. I came at a really bad time." There was a hint of apology and fear in his words, but there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Yan Lingxiao's eyes were as sharp as torches. He looked straight at Lin Shengyang with a sneer on his lips: "Lord Lin, you are very polite. However, sometimes being polite does not mean that you are really sensible. You said that you came at the wrong time, but I think you really know how to choose the time." What he meant was that he just needed to say that they had an appointment.

Lin Shengyang's heart tightened, he looked up at Yan Lingxiao, only to see a sharp light flashing in his eyes, as if he could see through his heart. Fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.