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

The commotion here was quite loud, and the men who were originally pushing the carriage for Zuo Xinyi in the front also gathered over, their eyes focused on the woman who had just got off the carriage.

She was dressed in plain clothes, like a quiet lily blooming alone in the crowd.

Her dress is mainly white and light grey, simple and elegant, without too many decorations, but it can't hide her inner temperament. This plain color is particularly eye-catching on her, as if the light radiating from her can penetrate all the complexity and reach people's hearts.

Feng Yanan has a delicate face, with a firm and calm expression between her eyebrows. Her eyes are clear and bright, as if she can see through all hypocrisy and lies. Her lips are tightly closed, without revealing any excessive expression, but people can feel her inner tenacity and strength.

The men looked at her, some with a flash of amazement in their eyes, some with appreciation and respect, and some with disdain.

Lin Xiuqing stood in the crowd, her eyes wandering around, and finally fell on the carriage. She remembered that she saw another man in the carriage besides Feng Yanan. A barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, thinking: I will smile at you now, and wait until I find out the man in the carriage, and see how you end up.

She walked to the front of the carriage and deliberately raised her voice and said, "Feng Yanan, we are all acquaintances. Why did you dare to show up so late? Is there something shameful in the carriage? Or do you want to use the reputation of the War King to trick everyone into giving way to you and letting you take the shameful things in the carriage away?" Lin Xiuqing, right? She was really arrogant and stupid. I didn't expect that she didn't get scared crazy last time, but her scheming bitch sister went crazy. She dared to say that Yan Lingxiao was a shameful thing. Let's see how you cry and beg for mercy later.

Lin Xiuqing's words were full of provocation and suspicion, and she deliberately let everyone around her hear them.

When everyone heard Lin Xiuqing say this, their reactions were varied, with all kinds of emotions intertwined. Some people widened their eyes, as if they had seen something unbelievable, and their faces were full of surprise and confusion. Some people began to whisper, guessing what secrets were hidden in Feng Yanan's carriage. Others smiled knowingly, thinking that although Lin Xiuqing's questioning was a bit abrupt, it also made them more curious about Feng Yanan's carriage.

"It seems that Miss Feng really has some secret that she cannot tell anyone. Otherwise, why didn't she show up just now? It has left us all guessing!" A middle-aged woman whispered, with a hint of gossip in her eyes.

“Not necessarily. Maybe Lin Xiuqing is jealous of Miss Feng’s beauty and status and is deliberately making trouble for her.” A young man retorted, a hint of dissatisfaction and resentment in his voice.

But the woman rolled her eyes at him in dissatisfaction. "It's not certain who envies whom! What is there for a fool to envy?" The man was speechless. He was too lazy to pay attention to the woman's opinion and left!

"However, what Miss Lin said is right! Why are you hiding it all? You haven't even married yet, and you dare to use your power as the War King to oppress others!"

"That's right. That's right. He must have done something shameful! That's why he's in such a hurry to leave!"

The discussions among the crowd formed a vivid picture. Among them, Lin Xiuqing's face became more and more proud.

However, Feng Yanan did not show a panic expression as Lin Xiuqing expected. She had a faint smile on her face. She looked at Lin Xiuqing calmly and said calmly: "Miss Lin, you have a rich imagination. What shameful things can there be in the carriage? As for the reputation of the War King, I have never thought of using it to deceive anyone. If there is nothing shameful in my carriage, what can you do?"

There was a hint of provocation in Feng Yanan's words. She didn't care about Lin Xiuqing's suspicion. On the contrary, she responded to Lin Xiuqing with a confident attitude.

Lin Xiuqing was stunned. She didn't expect Feng Yanan to respond to her provocation so calmly. And Feng Yanan's eyes were full of murderous intent just now, which made her shudder.

Amidst the noise of discussion, Zuo Xinyi also quietly walked over. She was wearing a light and elegant dress, and her steps were light, as if she was carrying a breeze. Her arrival immediately attracted everyone's attention, especially those women who wanted to curry favor with her. They all approached Zuo Xinyi, hoping to get some advice or recognition from her.

Zuo Xinyi raised her eyebrows slightly, deliberately showing a surprised look, and asked Lin Xiuqing: "Xiuqing, what's going on? Why are everyone so noisy?"

When Lin Xiuqing saw Zuo Xinyi coming, she immediately felt a sense of reliance in her heart. She glared at Feng Yanan fiercely, and then complained to Zuo Xinyi in a low voice: "Cousin, you don't know that this Feng Yanan actually used the name of the War King to ask us to make way for her. Isn't this a joke? How can she be qualified to use the name of the War King?"