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

After the queen vented her anger, the palace fell into silence. She stood there, her anger still lingering, but the fire in her eyes had gradually subsided. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

After a while, the queen realized that her anger might have gone too far. She turned around slowly, her eyes softened. She walked towards the prince, and her tone became much gentler: "I just hope you can understand that everything I do is for your own good."

The Queen gently patted the Prince's shoulder and continued, "As the Crown Prince of the Royal Family, you shoulder great responsibilities and expectations. Your behavior is not only related to yourself, but also to the honor and future of the entire Royal Family. Therefore, your mother must be strict with you. You won't blame your mother, will you?"

Although her anger just now shocked and frightened the prince, her tenderness and care at this moment made the prince feel extremely warm and comforted. He knew that the reason why the queen was so angry was because she had extremely high expectations and demands on herself.

"How could a son blame mother? These days, a son has been trying to find a way to stabilize Feng Yanan. I did not report it in advance. Please forgive me, mother." Yan Wuji knelt down and spoke slowly.

"Oh? Then, what's the matter with Feng Caiwei! How are you related to her? Feng Yanan is already enough of a worry for you, and now you've got involved with Feng Caiwei. What will Feng Yanan think?" The queen no longer had that anger, and asked softly.

"Mother, you don't know that Feng Caiwei is very useful in this."

"Oh, tell me about it!" The Queen wanted to see how a merchant's daughter, who only had some money, could help the Prince.

"Mother! You may have forgotten! Feng Caiwei had a very good relationship with Feng Yanan before. As long as she can help me make an appointment with Feng Yanan, I will have a good plan." Yan Wuji said with confidence.

The queen thought of the scene at the palace banquet and looked at her son with suspicion. "You don't really like Feng Caiwei, the daughter of a merchant, do you?"

Yan Wuji shuddered inwardly but remained calm and replied: "Mother, how is it possible! She is still somewhat useful to me now. And she has feelings for me. Why don't I make good use of her?"

The Queen has been sitting firmly at the head of the six palaces for many years. It is impossible for her to not have some brains and means. How could she not understand Feng Caiwei's ambition. It is not a good idea for the prince to leave the palace all the time. Who knows, he might be bewitched. It is better to bring her into the palace as a concubine. Under his nose, she will not be able to jump around for long.

She thought so but her expression was calm, as if this was just an ordinary suggestion. She looked at the prince and said slowly: "Feng Caiwei is a smart woman with outstanding appearance and proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. It's a pity that she is from a merchant family. If you like her very much, you can bring her into the mansion as a concubine. It will not only add to the fun of the mansion, but also share some of your pressure."

The prince was stunned for a moment after hearing this, but shook his head firmly. His voice revealed an unquestionable determination: "Mother, I don't need it. I know my duties and my identity. I will not indulge in women."

He paused, looked at the queen deeply, and continued, "I know that you are doing this for my own good, but I hope you can trust me. I know what I should and shouldn't do."

The Queen was a little surprised by the Crown Prince's words. She was silent for a while, then nodded and said softly, "Okay, I believe you."

At that moment, the atmosphere in the palace seemed to become much softer.

Feng Yanan returned to the general's mansion at dusk this evening. Her carriage slowly stopped at the gate of the mansion. Xiaohong jumped out of the carriage and said, "Miss, we are home."

Feng walked out of the car gracefully, revealing a calm and noble manner. She was wearing luxurious clothes, and her skirt swayed gently with her steps, like a blooming peony. Her face was beautiful, and her eyes sparkled with wisdom, which made people fall in love with her.

After she got off the carriage, she turned around and reached out her hand, gently pulling a twelve-year-old girl out of the carriage. The little girl was thin and pretty, with a pair of big eyes flashing with curiosity and nervousness. She held Feng Yanan's hand tightly, as if she had found support in this unfamiliar environment.

She is Nan Xue.

Feng Yanan looked at Nanxue with a smile and comforted her softly: "Don't be nervous, this will be your home from now on." Her voice was gentle and firm, making little Nanxue feel inexplicably at ease.

Then, the two of them walked into the majestic mansion. Their figures gradually faded away in the afterglow of the setting sun, leaving behind a beautiful landscape. At this moment, it seemed as if the whole world had become soft and warm because of them.