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

Zuo Xinyi glanced at the woman next to her, and saw a sarcastic smile on the woman's lips. She said softly: "Why doesn't Miss Feng go out earlier or later? She chooses to go out at this time, which will inevitably arouse suspicion." Although her voice was not loud, it was particularly clear in the silent atmosphere around them.

The other woman, who was straightforward, said directly: "In my opinion, Miss Feng didn't go out for a walk at all. Maybe the person inside is really her!" There was a hint of disdain and contempt in her words, and she was obviously very dissatisfied with Feng Yanan's behavior.

The two people's words immediately caused an uproar among the passers-by. Everyone was whispering and talking about it.

"This is too embarrassing. She's the daughter of the general's mansion!"

"That's right! It's really pitiful for Prince Zhan to still dote on her so much!"

"Yeah, she was cheated on before she even got married."

"If the War King knew, he would definitely break off the engagement with her. What man can tolerate his fiancée hanging out with another man? Moreover, the War King of our Dongling Kingdom, he can have any woman he wants!"

Zuo Xinyi listened to the discussions around her and was secretly pleased with herself. She knew that her plan had worked and Feng Yanan's reputation had been seriously damaged. She pretended to be surprised and said, "Don't say that, maybe it's really a misunderstanding." However, her tone revealed a kind of pride that was hard to conceal.

The women nearby smiled at each other. They knew Zuo Xinyi was just pretending, but they didn't expose her. They continued to talk about it, "Oh, it's not that difficult. If we just break the door open, we'll know who's inside!"

"That's right, I think the person inside is Feng Yanan!" A woman in a light green dress, with a graceful figure and a beautiful face, but her eyes revealed a kind of meanness and disdain. She walked closer to Zuo Xinyi while speaking, her voice clear but a little sharp.

Her words immediately attracted the attention of the people around her, and everyone turned their eyes to her. Wen Ruyu seemed to enjoy the feeling of being the center of attention. She raised her chin slightly and continued, "Don't forget, she was very close to the prince before and even said she wanted to marry him. But when the prince came back, she accepted him again. Humph! Maybe she has taken a fancy to some young man this time and wants to try something new!"

Wen Ruyu's words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples. People began to whisper and discuss. Some expressed their disdain for Feng Yanan's behavior, while others felt that Wen Ruyu's words were a bit excessive.

Zuo Xinyi stood aside with a smug smile on her face. She knew that although Wen Ruyu's words were harsh, they could further ruin Feng Yanan's reputation. She was secretly happy and felt that her plan had achieved greater success.

However, at this moment, a majestic voice suddenly sounded: "Who is so bold as to discuss the future princess of this king!" Everyone turned around and saw a man in a purple robe slowly approaching. The purple robe was elegant and deep, like the brightest star in the night sky, still shining with a unique brilliance in the daytime. The purple robe fluttered gently in the breeze, like a purple cloud, adding a bit of mystery and majesty.

The man who came was none other than the War King Yan Lingxiao. His face was angular and firm, as if it were carved from the hardest jade. There was a heroic spirit between his brows, and wisdom and decisiveness flashed in his deep eyes.

At this moment, his expression was cold and majestic, like an unshakable mountain, standing in front of everyone. His eyes were like torches, as if he could see through people's hearts and everything in the world. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if with a hint of ridicule and disdain, making people dare not look directly at him.

Under Yan Lingxiao's gaze, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to be lazy or disrespectful. They knew that every look and every movement of this war king contained endless power and majesty, and people dared not disobey him.

As soon as the War King opened his mouth, everyone felt a chill sweeping over them like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, as if even the air around them had frozen. His voice was deep and powerful, like the north wind in the cold winter, with unquestionable majesty.

When they saw that it was the War King himself, everyone was shocked and quickly knelt down to salute. Their movements were in unison, like well-trained soldiers. Everyone's face was filled with awe and respect, as if they were facing an invincible king.

"Greetings, War King!" The voices of the crowd were in unison and loud, as if echoing in the valley. They knew in their hearts that the War King was someone they could not afford to offend.

Yan Lingxiao didn't say much, but the majesty and domineering aura had already shocked everyone. They knew that the appearance of the War King would definitely mean something important would happen. And everyone felt an inexplicable panic and uneasiness under this majesty. Especially Wen Ruyu who had just finished speaking!