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

Feng Yanan stood in front of the bronze mirror, carefully examining her bare face. Without rouge or powder, her face looked particularly fresh and natural, and her clear eyes shone with determination and wisdom. She gently adjusted her dress, then turned to Xiaohong and said with a smile, "Xiaohong, let's go. Let's meet those big shots today."

Xiaohong nodded, and the two walked out of the room together. In the courtyard of the Zhan Palace, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves onto the ground, creating mottled light and shadows. Feng Yanan and Xiaohong walked slowly down the stone steps, each step appearing calm and firm.

At this time, the atmosphere in the side hall was extremely tense. Yan Lingxiao sat on the main seat, his face livid and furious. He knew very well that these people gathered here today for more than just a simple condolence. Their purpose was to observe whether he would cause harm to Feng Yanan when the poison took effect, so as to catch him. Even more insidious was that they tried to provoke a conflict between him and General Feng in this way.

Yan Lingxiao clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, revealing his inner anger and unwillingness. He understood that although the Crown Prince and Grand Tutor Lin asked about his physical condition with concern, they were actually thinking about more than that. These important officials of the court were good at playing power games on weekdays, and now they wanted to take advantage of his predicament to attack his power.

However, Yan Lingxiao would not let them get their wish so easily. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he decided to fight back and let them know how powerful he was. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then slowly spoke with an unquestionable majesty in his voice: "My princess is resting now. No outsiders need to worry about her. As for those speculations and conspiracies with ulterior motives, I sneer at them. Sooner or later, I and General Feng will become a family, so how can I allow others to sow discord between us?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole side hall fell silent. The faces of Crown Prince Yan Wuji and Lin Shengyang changed slightly. They did not expect Yan Lingxiao to reveal their purpose so bluntly. Yan Zhichen looked idle, as if the sky falling had nothing to do with him.

Yan Wuji, as the crown prince of the Eastern Palace, also felt the oppressive atmosphere in the side hall. He knew very well that his purpose of this trip was not pure, but facing Yan Lingxiao's cold eyes, he still spoke with a stiff upper lip.

"War Prince" Yan Wuji tried to keep his tone calm, "I heard that sister Yanan came to your War Prince's mansion three days ago. After all, this prince and she have a deep relationship. I believe she won't mind meeting this prince. And this prince said that he has important matters to discuss with her. She hasn't even married yet! Are you controlling her personal freedom?"

Hearing this, Yan Zhichen also spoke out of boredom: "Brother Crown Prince, what you said is not a difficult problem. Since she is just resting, why don't you let us meet her to clear everyone's confusion? After all, if you really have a poisonous effect, many people will be worried. Now, if we don't see with our own eyes that Miss Feng is safe, won't it cause unnecessary speculation and misunderstanding?" Yan Zhichen is not Yan Lingxiao, he can say whatever he wants. This means that their purpose is what Yan Lingxiao thinks.

Although Yan Zhichen's words were euphemistic, the threat and provocation in them were self-evident. He tried to use "people's confusion" and "unnecessary speculation" to excuse his behavior, but in fact he wanted to force Yan Lingxiao to give in so that they could find out the truth.

Yan Lingxiao's eyes flashed with a cold light when he heard this. He knew that these people were testing his bottom line and trying to force him to make concessions. But how could he give in so easily?

"Your Highness," Yan Lingxiao's voice was cold and firm, "I know Miss Feng's safety. I will say it again, she is resting and should not see guests. As for those groundless speculations and misunderstandings, I will handle them myself, and no one else needs to worry about them."

His words revealed an unquestionable dominance that made Yan Wuji choke. He didn't expect Yan Lingxiao to reject his request so firmly, which caught him off guard.

However, Yan Wuji did not give up. He knew that this contest had just begun, and he had to find a way to break Yan Lingxiao's defenses in order to achieve his goal. So, he took a deep breath and tried to ease the atmosphere with a gentler tone.

"Fourth Brother, we have a deep relationship as brothers, why should we hurt our relationship over such trivial matters? I am only concerned about the safety of Miss Feng, and I have no other intentions. Since Brother Zhan insists on not letting us meet, I will not force it. I just hope that Brother Zhan can understand that we all care about you and don't want to see you get into any trouble."

Although Yan Wuji's words were sincere and heartfelt, Yan Lingxiao remained unmoved. He knew Yan Wuji's personality and thoughts, and knew that he would never give up easily.