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

Feng Yanan hooked. Humph, let you two sisters fight this time! Save yourself from trouble every day! She doesn't have time to play with them! She glanced at Yan Lingxiao beside her and found that his expression also seemed a little impatient. So, she gently pulled Yan Lingxiao's sleeve and motioned him to leave together.

Yan Lingxiao understood, and the two of them turned around and left tacitly.

As Feng Yanan and Yan Lingxiao left, the atmosphere became more awkward. Everyone exchanged glances, wondering whether Yan Wuji's anger would affect them.

They didn't dare to stay any longer, and left the scene in a hurry as if they were fleeing, fearing that they would be irritated by Yan Wuji if they were a step late. The originally lively scene suddenly became deserted, with only Yan Wuji and Lin Xiuqing standing and sitting there, and Yan Wuji's face was terribly gloomy.

The two returned to the wing room, Feng Yanan sighed lightly, feeling that today's events were quite boring, she planned to go into the room to have a good rest and adjust her state. She turned and walked towards her room, and was about to push the door open when she heard footsteps following behind her.

She frowned slightly and asked, "Your Highness, is there anything else?" There was a hint of doubt in her voice.

Yan Lingxiao looked at her, with a smile on his face. He slowly said, "Why, Yan Wuji can enter your room, but I can't?" There was a hint of ridicule and dissatisfaction in his tone, as if he was very concerned about Yan Wuji entering Feng Yanan's room just now.

Feng Yanan was speechless when she heard this. The reason why she had lured Yan Wuji here today was just to trap him. Besides, hadn't Yan Lingxiao been watching from the dark? Why did he say such sour words now?

She looked up at Yan Lingxiao, her deep eyes seemed to contain endless emotions. Feng Yanan bit her lip lightly and asked with a smile: "My Lord, are you...jealous?"

Yan Lingxiao raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, as if he had hit the nail on the head. He took a step and slowly approached Feng Yanan until the distance between them was so close that they could almost feel each other's breath. He whispered, "From now on, you are not allowed to call him brother."

Feng Yanan was a little flustered by his sudden approach. She felt Yan Lingxiao's breath on her face, with a hint of unquestionable dominance. She took a step back slightly, trying to keep some distance, and said, "Your Majesty, what do you mean? It's not like Your Majesty is unaware of what happened today!"

"That won't work either," Yan Lingxiao interrupted her, his tone carrying a hint of unquestionable majesty, "I don't like you getting too close to other men. Understand?"

Feng Yanan was so shocked by his tone that she was speechless for a moment. She looked into Yan Lingxiao's determined eyes. She could only lower her head and silently agreed: "Yes, Your Majesty. I understand."

Yan Lingxiao heard her words, and a smile flashed in his eyes. He was very satisfied with Feng Yanan's obedience!

At this moment, in another wing, the atmosphere was solemn and tense. Jian Ying, the prince's personal bodyguard, was kneeling on the ground, with his head lowered and his body trembling. There was a depressing atmosphere in the air, as if a storm was about to come.

Suddenly, a loud bang broke the silence. Prince Yan Wuji angrily threw a teacup at Jianying. The teacup drew an arc in the air and finally hit Jianying's forehead. Tea splashed everywhere and blood flowed down his cheek, but he seemed to feel no pain and remained kneeling, motionless.

Prince Yan Wuji was so angry that his chest was heaving. His face was ashen and his eyes were flashing with anger. He glared at Jian Ying, his voice filled with undisguised anger: "What do you do for a living? What happened today?" Such a big scandal happened today. Why didn't any of the guards around him notice it! Why did the person with him suddenly become Lin Xiuqing!

Jianying listened to the prince's questioning and felt panic in his heart. Today, the prince said that he was upset and wanted to walk alone. They were not allowed to follow! But who knew that such a scandal would happen suddenly! They, as servants, really had a hard time speaking. He lowered his head and was silent for a while, then answered carefully: "Your Highness, calm down. I will go to find out the truth. Who dared to use such a despicable method on the prince!" Jianying knelt on the ground, feeling the pain on his forehead, but what made him more painful was the prince's anger. He looked up at the angry Yan Wuji. He decided to find out the truth and redeem himself for his dereliction of duty.

However, Yan Wuji didn't seem to appreciate it. He glared at Jianying fiercely with his eyes wide open, and then shouted, "Get lost!" His voice was filled with uncontrollable anger and disappointment.

Jianying's heart trembled, knowing that the prince was angry at the moment. He stood up silently, bowed deeply, then turned and left the room.