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

Walking into the lobby on the first floor, the air was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, accompanied by the fresh breeze outside the door. As far as the eye could see, the back of a woman came into view. She was wearing a dark purple long skirt, and the hem of the skirt swayed gently as she turned slightly, like a blooming violet swaying in the breeze.

The woman's back looked tall and elegant, but gave people a feeling of coldness and alienation. Her hair was tied up with a simple hairpin, revealing a slender neck, revealing an indomitable arrogance.

As he approached, the woman seemed to hear his footsteps and slowly turned around. Her face gradually became clear, showing a healthy and tough complexion, which was the mark of long-term exposure to the sun, with a natural bronze color. This complexion made her look more tough and powerful, but also added a bit of sharpness.

The facial lines are clear, the features are three-dimensional, and the narrow eyes are shining with sharp light, as if they can see through people's hearts. The nose is high, the lips are thin and tightly closed, and the slightly upturned corners of the mouth carry a hint of contempt, giving people a feeling of being mean and unapproachable.

Her posture was straight and rigid, like a bamboo that would not bend, revealing an unquestionable majesty. Her eyes were cold and firm, as if nothing in the world could shake her determination.

This woman was obviously not an easy person to get along with. Her appearance and temperament revealed a kind of sarcastic and mean air, especially her bronze skin that had been tanned for many years, which added a bit of toughness and sharpness, making people feel a little chilly. Nan Feng frowned slightly, secretly guessing her intentions.

Nanfeng was about to ask about the purpose of his visit, but the woman in front of him spoke first in a cold and arrogant voice, her voice clear but with a certain unquestionable majesty: "Are you the leader of the Yaxian Pavilion?" There was a fierce momentum in her words, as if a sharp sword was pointing straight at the south wind.

Nanfeng smiled slightly, not taking it as an offense, and responded calmly: "It is me. What can I do for you, young lady?" His voice was calm and gentle, forming a sharp contrast with the woman's coldness and arrogance.

The woman was Lin Yuejiao. She raised her chin slightly, a provocative light flashing in her eyes, and said, "I have a favor to ask of you." However, her tone was not sincere at all, but instead revealed an unquestionable strength.

Nan Feng complained in his heart. He had seen all kinds of people, but he had never seen anyone begging in such an attitude. However, he still remained polite and asked, "Miss, please feel free to speak. If it is something I can do, I will definitely help you."

Lin Yuejiao nodded slightly, then said bluntly: "I want to know who bought the Hundred Poison Pill at the last auction." Although her voice was still cold and arrogant, there was a hint of eagerness and expectation in her eyes.

Nan Feng was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then he asked, "Why do you care so much about this, young lady?"

A complex emotion flashed across Lin Yuejiao's eyes, but she did not answer Nan Feng's question. She just repeated coldly: "I just want to know who bought the Hundred Poison Pills. You don't need to know anything else!"

Seeing Lin Yuejiao's arrogant attitude, Nan Feng felt like teasing her. He deliberately pretended to be relaxed, with a playful smile on his face, and said, "Oh, I thought it was a big deal! This is very simple! I'll take out the list of people who were admitted that day and you'll know."

When Lin Yuejiao heard this, a flash of excitement flashed in her eyes. She hurriedly stepped forward, interrupted Nanfeng's words, and said anxiously: "Take it out and show it to me."

Nan Feng saw this and laughed in his heart. He was about to go upstairs to get the list, but when he reached the stairs, he suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Look at my memory." He walked back and made an embarrassed expression, saying slowly, "It's a pity that you are a step late, girl."

Lin Yuejiao became anxious when she heard this, her brows furrowed, and her voice became louder: "What do you mean?"

Seeing her like this, Nanfeng continued to tease, "The list from that day has just been taken away by our Pavilion Master." He shook his head as he spoke, looking helpless.

After hearing this, Lin Yuejiao was flustered. She thought Nanfeng could easily come up with the list, but she didn't expect such a mistake. She also heard that this Pavilion Master liked to travel and his whereabouts were uncertain. She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and then asked, "When will your Pavilion Master come back?"

Seeing that she was getting anxious, Nan Feng stopped teasing her and said seriously, "The Pavilion Master's whereabouts are erratic, and I can't be sure when he will come back. It could take half a year or even longer!" He paused and added, "But don't worry, young lady. I will contact the Pavilion Master as soon as possible and ask him to send the list back as soon as possible."

Lin Yuejiao didn't feel that Nanfeng was teasing her at all, she just felt unwilling. Because she knew that there was indeed no list of people who were going to stay, she had already checked the place last night. If she had known this, she should have come here earlier to ask, instead of stealing at night, and ended up finding nothing. Could it be that the Pavilion Master had discovered her last night and took the lists away? Thinking of this, she regretted it to death. Since this was the result, she didn't stay any longer and turned to leave. Nanfeng looked at her from behind, with a smug smile on his face.

The conversation between the two was overheard by Feng Yanan, who had come down from the fourth floor and was standing at the second floor stairs. She didn't see anyone, but just heard the voice, and she was a little curious. She slowly went downstairs, walked in front of Nanfeng, and asked, "Who was that just now?" Strange, why did the voice sound familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it before.

Nan Feng was slightly moved when he heard Feng Yanan asking, but his face remained calm. He replied with disdain: "Big sister, such an arrogant and rude person, there is no need to know her name!" Nan Feng has also met many dignitaries in this period of time, especially after the opening of Yaxian Pavilion, but he really doesn't know which family the self-righteous woman just now is from. He just thinks she is not even as good as Big Sister.

Feng Yanan frowned slightly when she heard this. Xiaohong, who was standing beside her, hesitated to speak. Feng Yanan had recently noticed that Xiaohong was a little strange, and seeing her so conflicted, she signaled her to speak frankly.

Xiao Hong said, "Miss, have you forgotten? The lady just now should be Miss Lin who won the Snow Beauty Pill last time and later competed for the Hundred Poison Pill."

Feng Yanan suddenly realized what was going on when she heard this. She remembered the last time she personally delivered the Xueyan Pill to Lin Yuejiao. She nodded and said with a smile, "Oh, it turned out to be her. No wonder her voice sounded familiar."

Even so, Xiaohong's expression was still strange. This made Feng Yanan very suspicious of Miss Lin. Why did Xiaohong get nervous every time she was mentioned?