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

He stood up and sat down beside Feng Caiwei, holding her hand. He also did not forget to give her some sweet talk. "I swear that I will only be sincere to Sister Caiwei."

"What's the use of sincerity? I have no power or influence. My sister will serve you by your side, and what will my younger sister do?" Feng Caiwei said aggrievedly, wiping away the tears that didn't exist at all from the corners of her eyes.

"How is that possible? As long as I get her help, when I ascend to the throne, the most noble woman will be none other than you." Yan Wuji smiled slightly with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

After hearing this, Feng Caiwei was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath: "Brother Prince, if you really love me, I have no choice but to give up on you with reluctance. I only hope that brother Prince will not forget Caiwei when you are in glory." As she spoke, she squeezed out two tears.

Feng Caiwei originally dreamed of becoming the Crown Princess, but now she knows that the Crown Prince loves Feng Yanan. This realization is like a cold shower, shattering her dream in an instant. But she did not get discouraged or give up, but chose a strategy of retreating to advance, trying to observe the Crown Prince's true attitude.

She restrained her edge and no longer pursued the prince blatantly, but appeared in the prince's sight in a more low-key and humble way. She no longer deliberately showed her beauty and talent, but used wisdom and gentleness to attract the prince. Her words revealed her care and understanding for the prince, making the prince feel her sincerity and warmth.

As expected, Yan Wuji felt that she was no longer a woman who only pursued superficial wealth and glory, but a person with depth and connotation. He felt that she was a considerate woman.

As expected, Feng Caiwei's strategy of retreating to advance achieved remarkable results. She successfully attracted the prince's attention and made him more interested in and fond of her. Although her original goal was to become the prince's consort, she understood that only through true understanding and emotional communication could she win the prince's heart. Therefore, she chose to wait patiently and pay with all her heart, hoping to impress the prince with her sincerity and wisdom.

The prince felt a strong fire burning in his heart, and couldn't help but hug Feng Caiwei in his arms. "Don't worry, this prince will never let you down."

Feng Caiwei's plan succeeded, and the corners of her mouth curled up in pride where Yan Wuji couldn't see.

"Brother Prince, no matter who accompanies you in the future, please don't forget Caiwei, okay!" She looked at Yan Wuji affectionately with her charming little eyes.

"okay!"

The two hugged each other for a long time. Feng Caiwei finally spoke: "Brother Prince, I will see my sister tomorrow. What do you have in mind?"

"Don't worry Caiwei, just bring her out tomorrow. I have my own way! I'm sorry to have to trouble you!"

He patted Feng Caiwei's back gently and comforted her: "The last person to accompany this prince must be you."

The two of them had a pleasant conversation. Feng Caiwei also achieved her goal. She thought she had already grasped Yan Wuji's heart. After a long time, the two of them left Tingyu Tower one after another.

In the palace, the queen sat on the magnificent phoenix chair, frowning, and her mind kept replaying Feng Yanan's abnormal behavior that day. Her anger burned like a raging fire, and she decided to personally question the prince and find out the truth.

However, when she ordered a search for the prince, she learned that he had not appeared in the palace for many days. This news was like adding fuel to the fire, making the queen even more angry. She could not tolerate the prince's behavior.

She wanted to find the prince immediately and make him pay for his actions.

Just as she was about to call someone out of the palace to look for the prince, a palace maid came in from outside and knelt down to salute: "Empress, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived."

When the queen learned of the prince's arrival, her eyes were as hot as fire and as sharp as a knife, as if she could see through the prince. Her face was ashen, her lips were tightly closed, and between her brows was an irrepressible anger.

When the prince appeared in her sight, the queen's anger seemed to have found an outlet. She stood up suddenly and walked towards the prince aggressively, and every step seemed to smash a deep hole in the ground. Her hands were clenched into fists, and her knuckles turned white, showing her inner anger and excitement.

When the prince walked in front of her, she looked up at him, her eyes flashing with anger. Her voice was low and majestic, and every word hit the prince's heart like a hammer: "Do you know how much trouble and humiliation your behavior has brought to the royal family?" "Also, what have you been doing these days?"