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

Ming Liu raised his head and looked into Feng Yanan's eyes. He saw the understanding and tolerance in her eyes, and also saw her trust in him. This made his shame and regret in his heart even deeper.

"Ms. Feng, I..." Ming Liu's voice was a little choked, "I wronged you, I..."

"It's okay, Ming Liu." Feng Yanan interrupted Ming Liu with a smile, "We are all doing this for the good of the prince, and some misunderstandings are inevitable."

Feng Yanan's words filled Ming Liu's heart with gratitude and respect. He secretly vowed that he would work harder to protect the prince and Feng Yanan in the future to make up for his mistakes.

Xiao Hong snorted softly, and glanced at Ming Liu with a disdainful expression on her face. She recalled Ming Liu's attitude towards her just now, and she couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

Just now, Ming Liu became hostile to Feng Yanan because he misunderstood her intentions, and even his expression became very ugly.

Now, seeing Ming Liu kneeling in front of Feng Yanan, looking extremely ashamed, Xiaohong found it even more funny.

Xiaohong shook her head gently and muttered to herself: "This Ming Liu is such a strange guy." But she didn't say much. She just stood aside quietly, observing the interaction between Ming Liu and Feng Yanan.

This made Ming Liu feel even more ashamed. He already felt guilty for his misunderstanding and impulsiveness, and now seeing Xiao Hong's reaction, he felt even more ashamed.

Ming Liu is a sharp and observant person. Every subtle movement and expression of Xiao Hong reveals her opinion of him. He deeply feels Xiao Hong's dissatisfaction and disappointment with him, which makes him feel even more painful.

He knelt in front of Feng Yanan, clasped his hands, and lowered his head almost to the ground. His heart was filled with guilt and regret. He knew how stupid and wrong his behavior was. He hoped to get Feng Yanan's forgiveness, and also hoped to regain Xiaohong's trust and respect for him.

Feng Yanan looked at Ming Liu's head, which was almost lowered to the ground, and felt mixed emotions. She knew that Ming Liu was so impulsive because of his loyalty and concern for the prince. Although his behavior was a bit extreme, Feng Yanan could understand his feelings.

She turned to Xiao Hong and said with a smile, "Xiao Hong, stop making trouble. Ming Liu is doing this for the good of the prince, he has no ill intentions. We are all thinking about the safety and interests of the prince. Sometimes there may be some misunderstandings and disagreements, but as long as we can be honest with each other, I believe we can resolve them."

Xiao Hong listened to Feng Yanan's words and gradually let go of her dissatisfaction and resentment. She looked at Ming Liu. Although she was still a little angry, she also knew that he was doing it for the good of the prince. She took a deep breath and said, "Ming Liu, I know you are doing it for the prince, but don't be so impulsive next time. Otherwise, I will make you pay."

Ming Liu was filled with gratitude when he heard Xiao Hong's words. He raised his head, his eyes gleaming with determination, and said, "Thank you, both of you. I will not doubt Miss Feng anymore. Because I believe in the prince, which means I believe in Miss Feng."

Feng Yanan and Xiaohong both laughed. They knew that although Ming Liu could be impulsive sometimes, his loyalty and responsibility were unmatched.

As night fell, a bright moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft silver glow, illuminating the courtyard of the palace like a poem or a painting. On this quiet night, Feng Yanan walked alone, with light steps, to the main courtyard to visit Yan Lingxiao.

She pushed open the door and saw Yan Lingxiao lying quietly on the bed, immersed in a deep sleep. The moonlight shone through the half-open window, sprinkling on his face, adding a bit of mystery and softness to his handsome face. There was a hint of firmness and courage between his eyebrows, as if he was planning for the safety of the palace even in his sleep.

Feng Yanan walked gently to the bed, squatted down, and looked at Yan Lingxiao with soft eyes. She admired his peaceful sleeping face, and an indescribable emotion surged in her heart. Yan Lingxiao under the moonlight looked so peaceful and profound, as if the whole world was attracted by his charm.

She couldn't help but think of every little thing she had done with Yan Lingxiao after she traveled through time, and the time they had spent together. The corners of her mouth unconsciously rose slightly.

Feng Yanan stood in front of the bed, staring at Yan Lingxiao's peaceful sleeping face, her heart in turmoil. She took a deep breath, mustered up her courage, and spoke softly to the sleeping Yan Lingxiao.

"Yan Lingxiao, if one day I tell you that I am not from this world, if I say that the real Feng Yanan has a new soul, what will you think? Will you think that I am a monster, an alien?"

Her voice was trembling, with a hint of fear and expectation. She was afraid that Yan Lingxiao would regard her as a monster, alienate her, or even be afraid of her. But at the same time, she also hoped that Yan Lingxiao would understand her, accept her, and even embrace her as a different person from ordinary people.

The moonlight fell on Yan Lingxiao's face, and his brows furrowed slightly, as if he had heard Feng Yanan's words in his dream. However, he did not wake up, but continued to sleep quietly.

Feng Yanan felt disappointed when she saw this. She knew that her question was a little abrupt and difficult for others to accept. But she also understood that if Yan Lingxiao could really accept her, then their relationship would be deeper and more sincere.