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

Yan Wuji walked alone, his steps were a little heavy, and his conversation with Yan Wanyi was still echoing in his mind. His concern and unwillingness for Feng Yanan were like a stone pressing on his chest, making him breathless.

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in his sight. Feng Yanan, the woman who had once moved his heart, was standing under a tree not far away, seeming to be admiring the blooming flowers. Her appearance made Yan Wuji stop involuntarily.

Feng Yanan seemed to have noticed Yan Wuji's arrival, but she did not turn around immediately. She gently fiddled with the flower branch in her hand with a faint smile on her face, as if everything was under her control.

As the breeze blew, the petals fell gently, highlighting her gentle temperament.

Yan Wuji was slightly stunned. He didn't expect to meet Feng Yanan here. He didn't think much about it, but instinctively walked over and wanted to say hello.

Feng Yanan was secretly delighted when she saw Yan Wuji coming. She had already asked Xue'er to find out Yan Wuji's whereabouts and deliberately chose to wait here to create a seemingly accidental encounter.

Yan Wuji saw Feng Yanan from a distance, and was delighted. He couldn't help but quicken his pace, wanting to approach her and talk to her. He approached Feng Yanan, with a hint of anticipation and joy in his voice: "Sister Yanan, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Feng Yanan heard Yan Wuji's voice and turned around in surprise, as if she had just discovered his presence. She quickly adjusted her expression and put on a look of surprise: "Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince. I didn't expect to meet Your Highness here."

There was a hint of shyness and joy in her tone, as if she was surprised and happy about this chance encounter. However, there was a subtle cunning flash in her eyes. This was a carefully planned play, the purpose of which was to make Yan Wuji look forward to meeting her even more.

Yan Wuji looked at Feng Yanan's surprised expression. She was no different from the one who followed him all day long. He tried to say, "Since we are so destined to be together, why don't we go for a walk together?"

Feng Yanan was slightly startled, pretending to be shy. Then she opened her red lips slightly, with a hint of fatigue in her voice, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but I am a little tired from shopping today, and I am going back to my room to rest."

Yan Wuji heard this, a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but then he returned to his gentle smile. He noticed that Feng Yanan was alone and looked a little tired. This was not a good opportunity for her to get close to Feng Yanan, and he would not let it go, so he said softly: "Since my sister is tired, I will take you back to your room. The roads in Jing'an Temple are complicated, and I am worried about you going back alone."

Feng Yanan was pleased with what Yan Wuji said. Humph! Isn't this the result she expected? Lin Xiuqing must be getting anxious!

She knew what was going on, but she remained calm on the surface. She just pretended to be reserved and said softly, "How can I trouble His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Prince Yan Wuji was very satisfied when he saw her slightly shy face. That's what he said! No matter how much Feng Yanan felt for him over the past ten years, it would not change. He must have let something slip, which made her misunderstand him during this period. Now it seems that he was really worrying too much. He must take this opportunity to perform well. It would be easy to win her back. He smiled slightly, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he quickly said: "How can this be called trouble! When the general is not here, it is my duty to protect you. Besides, I hope our relationship will be as good as before."

Feng Yanan knew clearly the purpose of Yan Wuji approaching her. She narrowed her eyes slightly and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

This time she did not refuse, because this was what she wanted, and she took the prince back to her room.

She smiled and said softly, "Thank you, Your Highness." After that, she turned and walked away, her steps light as if every step was stepping on Yan Wuji's heartstrings.

Yan Wuji followed Feng Yanan, looking at her back, but he felt inexplicably irritated. He always felt that Feng Yanan was a little different today than usual, and that kind of closeness seemed too deliberate, which made him a little uncomfortable. But he couldn't tell what was wrong.

He shook his head, trying to put this uncomfortable feeling behind him. Forget it, let's go to her room and ask her in detail. Thinking of this, he quickened his pace and caught up with Feng Yanan.

The two walked one after the other, the night wind gently blew the corners of their clothes, bringing a hint of coolness. Feng Yanan's heart was burning. Yan Wuji, don't blame me. Feng Yanan was devoted to you at the beginning, but you only thought about how to use her. And because of you, I am often regarded as an enemy by those people with long hair and short vision, and they secretly attack me. I am not that fool Feng Yanan, who is at your mercy.

And Yan Wuji, the once high and mighty prince, is now nothing more than a chess piece in her hands.