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

Feng Shengrui's departure was not announced, as if it was a silent farewell. In the early morning, the sky was just beginning to turn pale, and the entire capital was still immersed in tranquility and sleep. However, Feng Shengrui had already packed his luggage and was ready to embark on the journey to the northern border.

He stood in his own yard, his eyes involuntarily looking towards the yard where his daughter Feng Yanan lived. The tightly closed door seemed to block the thousands of words between them. An indescribable emotion surged in his heart, and he wanted to say goodbye to his daughter again, but he was afraid that his departure would disturb her sweet dreams.

Feng Shengrui took a deep breath and turned to walk towards the gate. However, when he reached the gate, he was pleasantly surprised to find his daughter Feng Yanan already waiting there with a horse. She was wearing a plain dress and had a faint smile on her face, as if she had been waiting there for a long time.

"Dad, have you brought everything?" Feng Yanan asked softly, with a hint of reluctance and concern in her voice.

Feng Shengrui nodded, walked to his daughter and gently patted the back of her hand. He wanted to say something, but he felt that words seemed so pale and powerless at this moment. He could only turn thousands of words into a deep hug and hold his daughter tightly in his arms.

"Yanan, you must take good care of yourself and don't let your father worry." Feng Shengrui said in a low voice, his voice revealing endless love and concern.

Feng Yanan snuggled in her father's arms, feeling his warmth and solid support. She knew that her father's journey to the northern border was full of dangers, and she also understood that her father did this to protect her.

"Dad, don't worry. I will take good care of myself and won't make you worry." She said firmly.

Feng Shengrui was moved and relieved when he heard his daughter's words. "Go back to bed! It's still early!" He patted his daughter's hand, then turned around and mounted the horse.

Feng Yanan watched her father Feng Shengrui mount his horse, and a strong feeling of reluctance surged in her heart. She knew that this separation might mean that they would not see each other again for a long time, so she took a deep breath, tried to suppress her inner emotions, and then led her horse, deciding to personally send her father out of the city.

The streets were sparsely populated in the early morning, with only the occasional crowing of roosters breaking the tranquility. Feng Yanan followed her father closely, walking silently. Her heart was filled with concern and blessings for her father, as well as a hint of expectation and longing for the future.

Passing through the busy streets and the noisy market, Feng Yanan and Feng Shengrui were not far from the city gate. The morning air was filled with the faint scent of grass and trees, and the breeze brought a little coolness. At this moment, Feng Yanan suddenly found a figure not far ahead, standing there quietly, as if waiting for something. She was moved and looked at her father, and they both saw doubt and curiosity in each other's eyes.

The father and daughter rode their horses and slowly approached the figure. As the distance got closer, they gradually saw the man's face clearly - it was the War King Yan Lingxiao. Yan Lingxiao was dressed in black, with his hands behind his back, his eyes were like torches, and his expression revealed a bit of solemnity and expectation.

Feng Shengrui and Feng Yanan were both a little surprised to see Yan Lingxiao. They didn't expect him to come and see them off in person. Feng Shengrui felt a warm current in his heart, and he knew that this was Yan Lingxiao's attention to him; while Feng Yanan was a little surprised, she didn't expect that this famous war king would be waiting here so early.

The three of them soon came to each other. Yan Lingxiao smiled slightly, bowed and said: "General Feng, you are leaving today, and I am here to see you off." His voice was loud and powerful, revealing a sense of majesty and kindness.

Feng Shengrui quickly dismounted to return the greeting, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Your Highness, the King of War, for personally seeing me off. Shengrui feels very honored."

Feng Yanan also dismounted and saluted. She looked at Yan Lingxiao and couldn't help but admire his majesty and demeanor.

After exchanging a few words of greeting, the three of them mounted their horses at the same time and slowly left the city gate.

Feng Shengrui stopped and looked back at his daughter, his eyes full of gratitude and reluctance.

"Prince, Nan Nan, you don't have to see me off anymore, go back." Feng Shengrui said softly, his voice revealing endless love and concern.

Feng Yanan shook her head. She looked firmly into her father's eyes and said, "Father, I will personally send you out of the city. This is my blessing and concern for you."

Feng Shengrui felt a warm current in his heart as he listened to his daughter's words. He knew that his daughter had grown up and knew how to express her emotions and love. He nodded and continued on his way.

They walked out of the city gate side by side and walked along the official road.

Yan Lingxiao spoke first, his voice low and powerful: "General Feng, you have served the country loyally. I wish you a safe journey and a triumphant return." After that, he bowed deeply to express his respect and blessings to Feng Shengrui.

Feng Yanan followed closely behind. She walked up to her father with tears in her eyes and said, "Dad, the weather at the border is very cold. You must take care of yourself." Her voice trembled a little, but every word was filled with care and worry.