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

Feng Yanan stood in front of Yan Lingxiao's bed, looking at the man who still looked heroic in his sleep with gentle eyes. His sleeping face was peaceful and serene, and his breathing was even and deep, as if all the troubles in the world were isolated from his dreams.

She frowned slightly, feeling a little hesitant. Since she had been living here since she fell into a coma when she came to the Zhan Wang Mansion, she now returned to this familiar place but found that she had nowhere to go. She didn't want to disturb Yan Lingxiao's rest, nor did she want to break into other courtyards at will. After all, this was the Zhan Wang Mansion, and the rules were strict. She didn't want others to find out that she had left in the middle of the night.

It was almost dawn, so she could only rest for a while in Yan Lingxiao's bedroom. She walked to the table quietly and chose a chair a little further away from the bed to sit down. She tried to move as lightly as possible so as not to wake Yan Lingxiao up.

Sitting on the chair, Feng Yanan felt a little tired. She closed her eyes slightly, folded her hands on the table, leaned her head gently on her arms, and soon fell into a light sleep.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning gently penetrated the window lattice, slanting on the bed, awakening Yan Lingxiao from his deep sleep. He slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He remembered that he slept very deeply last night, as if the whole world had stopped. This feeling had not been seen for a long time, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Just as he was about to get up and stretch his stiff body, a faint breathing sound caught his attention. He turned around and saw Feng Yanan lying on the table, sleeping soundly. Her face looked even softer in the soft sunlight, and her slightly furrowed brows seemed to tell of her fatigue.

Yan Lingxiao was inexplicably moved. He thought Feng Yanan had been watching over him, and perhaps she hadn't slept all night because she was worried about his injury. This deep affection made him feel pity.

He got up carefully, afraid of waking Feng Yanan. He walked to the table and gently picked her up, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world. His movements were gentle and cautious, afraid of waking her.

He gently placed Feng Yanan on his bed, and sat quietly beside the bed, his eyes gently falling on Feng Yanan's sleeping face. Her sleeping face was peaceful and serene, as if all the troubles in the world were isolated from her. Her long hair was casually scattered on the pillow, contrasting with her face, forming a beautiful picture.

Yan Lingxiao's heart was filled with an indescribable emotion. He couldn't help but climb onto the bed quietly and lie down beside Feng Yanan. He carefully stretched out his arms and gently embraced Feng Yanan.

In Yan Lingxiao's arms, Feng Yanan seemed to feel warm and safe. She moved her body slightly, found a more comfortable position, and then continued to sleep quietly. Her breathing sounded softly in Yan Lingxiao's ears, like the sound of nature, making him feel extremely at ease.

Yan Lingxiao just hugged Feng Yanan quietly, feeling her presence.

At 15:30, the sun shone through the window into the exquisite bedroom, and the golden light danced in the air. Feng Yanan slowly opened her eyes, and everything in front of her made her a little stunned. What came into her eyes was a handsome face, that was Yan Lingxiao's face, his facial features were like a finely crafted work of art, his skin was white and smooth, and his deep eyes were closed, as if he could attract everyone's attention even in his sleep.

Feng Yanan's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and she felt her cheeks slightly warm. She remembered that she fell asleep on the table last night, but when she woke up, she found herself lying on the bed, and in Yan Lingxiao's arms. This sudden change made her feel a little embarrassed.

She gently moved her body, trying to get up from the bed, but accidentally touched Yan Lingxiao's arm. He moved slightly, but did not wake up. Feng Yanan hurriedly stopped, fearing that her actions would wake him up. She could only lie quietly in bed, unable to help but stare at Yan Lingxiao. Such a close observation made her sigh even more at his unparalleled beauty. His skin was delicate and smooth, as if there was no flaw, his eyebrows were thick and neat, his nose was high, and his lips were rosy and full. Every detail was amazing, and Feng Yanan could not help but stare at him.

Suddenly, Yan Lingxiao spoke, "Nannan likes to look at my face?" His voice was deep and magnetic, which made Feng Yanan's heart beat faster again. She came back to her senses and realized that she had been staring at him. She couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. She looked up at Yan Lingxiao and found that he was looking at her with his eyes open, with a mischievous light in his eyes.

"You...you woke up a long time ago?" Feng Yanan asked with some stuttering.

Yan Lingxiao smiled slightly and nodded, "Yes, I woke up a long time ago. I just wanted to see how long Nan Nan would stay fascinated by my face."

Feng Yanan couldn't help but blush when she heard this. She knew that Yan Lingxiao had discovered her feelings, and she felt a little shy and embarrassed. But she didn't want to hide her feelings, so she boldly met Yan Lingxiao's gaze and said seriously: "The prince is indeed very handsome, and people can't help but want to take a few more glances."

Yan Lingxiao's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard this. He didn't expect Feng Yanan to express her feelings so directly, which made him feel a little surprised and happy. He looked at Feng Yanan deeply, and then said slowly: "Then Nanan can watch openly, without having to watch secretly like this." The corners of his mouth rose slightly, full of teasing.