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

Lin Xiuqing paced back and forth in Feng Yanan's room, as if she was looking for something, or trying to escape from something. The handkerchief in her hand was twisted so tightly that it was almost deformed, showing her inner tension and anxiety.

Her eyes drifted to the door from time to time, expecting the person to come. Whenever the wind blew the door curtain, her heart would beat involuntarily, thinking that Yan Wuji had come. But every time there was nothing, she couldn't help but feel a little lost.

She cursed herself in her heart, where did this foolish idea come from, actually believing that Feng Yanan could bring the prince here. Even if Feng Yanan really had the ability to invite the prince, with her own love for the prince, it would be impossible for her to really bring the prince here this time, let alone to help her and the prince.

Lin Xiuqing felt angry when she thought about being led by such thoughts. She turned around and wanted to find Feng Yanan to settle the score. When she walked to the door, her hand just touched the door panel.

A clear female voice came into her ears: "Thank you, Prince, for sending me back!" She deliberately raised the voice of the words "Prince", as if she wanted Lin Xiuqing in the room to hear it.

Yan Wuji was excited when he heard Feng Yanan calling him as usual. He thought of all the times Feng Yanan had treated him wholeheartedly, and felt that Feng Yanan really couldn't forget him. He took a deep breath, tried to calm down the joy in his heart, and responded in a gentle manner: "Sister Yanan, you are too polite. This prince just felt that the journey was too short and I haven't had a good time to reminisce with you."

His voice was full of affection and doting, as if they had returned to the time when they were once very close.

Lin Xiuqing in the room pricked up her ears and listened carefully to the conversation outside the door. When she heard Yan Wuji's familiar and gentle voice, her heart could not help but palpitate and her heartbeat accelerated. She didn't expect that Feng Yanan could actually let the prince send her back. What a foxy girl!

Feng Yanan looked at Yan Wuji pretending to be affectionate, but her heart was cold. She was no longer the real Feng Yanan, and she only felt disgusted by the prince's affection. However, she hid it well on the surface and did not show any dissatisfaction or disgust.

Lin Xiuqing quietly hid behind the door, her ears filled with Yan Wuji's affectionate words to Feng Yanan. A strong sense of resentment and jealousy surged in her heart. She didn't understand why Yan Wuji could be so affectionate to Feng Yanan, but so cold to her.

Feng Yanan was not special. She was not as good-looking or talented as Lin Xiuqing. She thought that her feelings for Yan Wuji were no less than Feng Yanan's, and even more sincere. But why did Yan Wuji's heart always lean towards Feng Yanan?

Is it possible that Feng Yanan has some means to firmly grasp Yan Wuji's heart? Thinking about this, she became more and more anxious. No, she couldn't let the prince spend too much time with Feng Yanan. The anxiety and jealousy burned in her heart like a flame.

Finally, she couldn't hold it back any longer and pulled hard, and the door creaked open.

Lin Xiuqing opened the door and said with a smile: "Sister, where have you been? You kept me waiting." Her voice was sweet and intimate, as if she had a very good relationship with Feng Yanan. However, her eyes revealed a hint of displeasure and anxiety.

After she finished speaking, she pretended to be surprised when she saw Yan Wuji standing next to Feng Yanan, with a look of surprise on her face: "Cousin Prince, why are you here too!" Her tone was full of intimacy and familiarity, as if the two of them had a very close relationship.

Yan Wuji was also stunned for a second when he saw Lin Xiuqing suddenly appear here. He frowned slightly, feeling a little confused. He remembered that Lin Xiuqing and Feng Yanan had always been at odds with each other, so why did Lin Xiuqing come to see Feng Yanan today?

"I just saw Sister Yanan alone, and I was worried so I sent her back." Yan Wuji explained, his eyes moving between the two of them, as if looking for some clues.

Then he asked Lin Xiuqing: "Cousin, why are you here?" There was a hint of inquiry and confusion in his tone.

Lin Xiuqing's heart tightened, but she quickly concealed her emotions and said with a smile: "Oh, I came to chat with my sister. But unfortunately she was not here, so Xiuqing waited here. I didn't expect to meet my cousin the prince here." Her smile was bright and natural, as if it was really just a coincidence.

However, her heart was in turmoil. She knew she couldn't show her true intentions and let Yan Wuji see her true purpose.

As soon as Lin Xiuqing finished speaking, Xue'er, who was waiting at the door, immediately said cleverly: "Miss, Miss Lin said that she offended you today, so she brought a pot of wine and came to apologize to you. I said that you went out for a walk, and she kept saying that she would wait until you come back. She is so sincere!" Xue'er spoke fluently, and it was obvious that she had been prepared.