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

Yan Lingxiao frowned slightly after hearing what Yan Zhichen said. He knew Yan Zhichen's character very well and knew that he always spoke with a bit of joking and ill intentions, so he did not show too much pride or joy for this compliment.

He raised his head, his eyes met Yan Zhichen's calm and firm gaze, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Thank you for the compliment." His voice was not loud, but it revealed a firmness and confidence that could not be ignored.

Although Yan Lingxiao's words were brief, they were full of power. His expression was calm and composed, as if he had seen through the deep meaning behind Yan Zhichen's words.

Seeing Feng Yanan being so special, Yan Wuji hurried forward to ask, his voice soft and eager, with a bit of unquestionable firmness. His eyes were full of worry and concern.

"Sister Yanan, are you really okay?" He asked, his voice low and warm, as if he wanted to convey his deep concern for Feng Yanan through every word he said. As if Feng Yanan was supposed to be in trouble at this moment,

His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was trying to interpret every subtle expression on Feng Yanan's face, trying to find clues as to whether she was really okay. His eyes were full of sincere concern, as if telling her that no matter what difficulties she encountered, he would stand by her side and face them together with her.

"Don't worry about anything. I will take care of it for you." He continued, his tone full of determination and confidence. His eyes lingered on Feng Yanan, as if to tell her that his shoulders were broad enough to bear all her troubles and pains.

When Yan Lingxiao heard Yan Wuji ask this, he couldn't help but shudder, as if being poured with cold water, and instantly sobered up. His eyes flickered, and his heart was filled with worry and panic. He was worried that Feng Yanan would make public the fact that he accidentally hurt her. He suddenly began to doubt whether Feng Yanan's feelings for him were real.

He was afraid that if Feng Yanan's feelings for Yan Wuji revived, she might leave him and return to Yan Wuji. He was worried that the affection between them and Feng Yanan's dependence on and love for him during this period of time were all for Yan Wuji.

Yan Lingxiao's heart was filled with uneasiness and anxiety. He was afraid of losing Feng Yanan, and even more afraid that all his efforts and sincerity had been taken advantage of.

Just as Yan Lingxiao was lost in deep thought, he suddenly felt a warm and firm force coming from his palm, and his thoughts were instantly pulled back to reality. He looked down and found that Feng Yanan had walked to his side without him noticing, and held his hand tightly.

Feng Yanan's eyes were full of concern and affection, and her gaze was firmly fixed on Yan Lingxiao's face, as if she had read his inner thoughts. Her palms were warm and soft, conveying a sense of stability and strength, which made Yan Lingxiao's heart surge with warmth.

At this moment, Yan Lingxiao felt Feng Yanan's sincerity and determination. She expressed her support and love for him in her own way. Her actions were better than a thousand words, and Yan Lingxiao felt extremely relieved and moved.

Yan Lingxiao gently held Feng Yanan's hand, with a flash of determination in his eyes. He told himself that no matter what happened in the future, he should not doubt Feng Yanan.

He looked at Feng Yanan, only to see a sarcastic smile on Feng Yanan's lips. She glanced at Yan Wuji, her bright eyes flashing with sharp light. She knew that Yan Wuji's so-called concern was just to get her father's military power through her. In her eyes, this hypocritical concern was just a ridiculous trick.

Feng Yanan listened quietly to the concern of the Crown Prince Yan Wuji, but she remained sober and alert in her heart. She knew that every word of Yan Wuji was full of power and calculation, and his concern was just to better control and use her.

Feng Yanan deliberately pretended to be hesitant and thoughtful. She frowned slightly, as if recalling her life over the past few days, then sighed and slowly said, "I am indeed a little uncomfortable in Prince Zhan's Mansion."

She paused for a moment on purpose, making Yan Wuji mistakenly think that she was really uncomfortable. Then, she continued, "King Zhan is so good to me and takes good care of me. It's only been three days, and I seem to have gained weight."

There was a hint of mischief and self-mockery in Feng Yanan's words, as if she was mocking her own changes. However, her eyes revealed a hint of firmness and wisdom. She knew that her words had planted doubts and uneasiness in Yan Wuji's heart.

Yan Wuji couldn't help but fall into deep thought after hearing what Feng Yanan said. He began to doubt whether Feng Yanan really had feelings for the War King and whether he was really deceived by the War King. This uncertainty made him feel a little uneasy and anxious, because he couldn't allow anyone to become a stumbling block in his fight for the throne.