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Yun Lan's body wobbled and fell to the ground. The series of actions just now had consumed too much of her energy. She turned her ice-cold gaze towards the similarly flabbergasted Windscar Nightfall, closed her eyes, and said in a faintly discernable voice, "You owe me your life." Although the sound was very soft, she knew that the man could hear her.

Damn it. Yun Lan knit her brows as she sensed the burning pain on her back. She could not help but secretly curse Feng Hen in her heart.

Not long after, Windscar Yeye's reinforcements arrived and cleaned the man's body. The doctor accompanying him bandaged up the wound, but because of the woman in the crown prince's arms, the doctor was still unable to bandage him up.

"Your Highness, may I first put this lady down so that I can treat Your Highness's injuries?" The grey robed elder did not dare to look directly at the woman in Feng Hen Yanye's embrace. Seeing the blood still dripping from the wound on his back, he spoke with some anxiety.

"Let's do it like this." The naked Windscar Yan Ye tightly hugged the Misty Cloud tightly, allowing the doctor to clean the bloodstains on his wounds. Looking down at the sleeping woman in his embrace, even though she was wearing his robe, it was still unable to cover her alluring body. Feng Hen Yenye bent down to kiss Yun Lan's forehead, and the smile in his eyes became even more pronounced.

Ignoring the fact that the doctor was currently treating his wounds, Windscar Yan Ye stood up and carried Yun Lan into the carriage.

"Crown Prince, your wounds have not been treated yet, Your Highness!"

Windmark Yan's team hastily packed their equipment and left the forest. They walked on the road back to the capital, which was somewhat bumpy due to the rain and mud.

The cloud mist within the swaying carriage slowly opened its eyes. Smelling the faint moisture in the air, it stood up and sat down. He rubbed his swollen and aching head as he recalled everything that had happened.

All of a sudden! When Yun Lan felt the warm air coming from behind her, she stood up, turned around, and kicked Feng Hen Yan Ye, who was behind her.

There was only a touch! With a sound, Yun Lan's roundhouse kick was dodged by Feng Hen Ye. He then kicked the wooden board of the horse carriage, causing a large hole to appear in the previously undamaged carriage. The guard outside the carriage was startled by the sudden noise.

As she thought back to what happened that day, she could not help but feel the atmosphere in her heart. A killing intent flashed in her eyes as she picked up the fruit plate beside her and threw it towards Feng Hen Yan, while she turned around and prepared to jump down from the carriage and leave Feng Hen Yan Ye's presence.

She couldn't leave even if she couldn't kill him. Seeing this man made her extremely agitated. When Yun Lan was about to jump down from the carriage, Feng Hen Ye quickly stood up and hugged the woman who was about to escape.

"Are you planning to escape, my pet?" Her voice was charming and charming. The hand that Feng Hen used to embrace Yun Lan wandered restlessly through her entire body. A warm wind came from her mouth, once again stimulating Yun Lan's sensitive hair roots. "Master is hungry. What should we do?"

"Is that good?" Turning around, Yun Lan's smile was extremely enchanting. Looking at the man in front of her, she lifted up her knee and violently smashed it into the man's weak spot. He didn't have any of these things, and the only one in pain was the man in front of him.

However, WindWithoutTrace Yan Ye had already predicted Yun Lan's intention. He took a few steps back, and the woman in his embrace also followed his footsteps. With a flip of his body, Windmark Yan Ye once again pressed down on Yun Lan.

"You seem to like me up there." Windscar Yan Ye's charming smile made Yun Lan's killing intent rise. He loved to see the cute way the woman below him looked when she was angry. It was very interesting. "You still haven't told me your name." Reaching out to caress her cheeks, Yun Lan's eyes were filled with killing intent. From the moment she killed the black clothed man without fear, he knew that once this woman escaped his control, he would no longer be able to easily pin her down.

As an assassin, Yun Lan felt that she could calmly face everything, but today, she completely lost the calm that an assassin should have. There had never been a person who could make her so frustrated.

"I'm your savior." Yun Lan narrowed her eyes, her eyes filled with killing intent and anger.

Feng Hen and Yan Ye thought about what Yun Lan said for a long time before their gazes shifted to Yun Lan's face. A harmless smile filled their eyes as they said, "But, if I die, you will die as well. "In any case, you were acting in self-defense, and your benefactor's argument was false." A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Feng Hen and Yan Ye continued to press down on Yun Lan's body as they lowered their bodies to give her another kiss. Seeing the intense killing intent in the girl's eyes, the smile on their faces grew even wider.

Letting out a breath, Yun Lan felt that if she could, she would definitely sew up this man's mouth. Yun Lan was filled with regret. Back then, it had been great to be chopped to death by the black clothed man, to the point that he was reduced to such a state.

Resisting the anger and killing intent in her eyes, Yun Lan lowered her voice and stared into the playful fox-like eyes of Windscar Yan Ye. "What do you want to do?"

"What's your name?" But he knew that it was impossible to make this woman admit defeat. The reason he was able to treat her like this right now was all because of the side effects of the Joyous Union Powder. If he wanted to capture him by his side, he must obtain her promise.

"Cloud Mist." Closing his eyes, he stopped looking at the annoying man in front of him.

Indeed, it was just as Yun Lan predicted. The next question that came up was either where your family lived or why you had come to the capital, or something else. As for Yun Lan's answer, she did not know what it was.

"I don't know. How pitiful. "How about this, from today onwards, you will be my concubine. I will treat you well. How about it?" Seeing the change in Yun Lan's expression, the playfulness in Feng Hen's eyes became even more intense.

"We'll have a fair and square match. If you lose, I am willing to follow by your side, but I am not going to be your concubine." Resisting his anger, Yun Lan took ten thousand steps back to set up her condition.

"Oh? "If you don't want to be a concubine, then you have to be the Crown Prince's consort. That's a good suggestion too. The position of Crown Prince's consort has always been empty, and it just so happens that I don't need to marry any other woman to save myself a lot of unnecessary trouble." The princess consort should have been the second miss of the Prime Minister's house. Now that the crown prince's wife was dead and no one was dead, combined with his pride, he had never thought that he would encounter such an interesting prey after leaving the palace to hide.

Yun Lan stared at the man who had pressed down on her, and she had the urge to kill him instantly. Suppressing the anger in her heart, Yun Lan coldly spoke, "If I win, you can let me go. If I lose, I'll stay by your side as your bodyguard and protect your safety. "

Hearing Yun Lan's suggestion, Feng Hen's brows furrowed, "As my guard, I still prefer you to be my concubine." With that, Feng Hen and Yan Ye got off Yun Lan's body and sat opposite her. A charming and handsome face had a thick smile on it. "Let's begin, my precious."

"You asked for it." These words came from the gaps between her teeth. The moment that Yun Lan was free to live, she swiftly picked up the wooden scraps around her and pierced them straight towards the location of Windmark Yan Ye. As a hitman, Yun Lan knows how to use the items by her side to become a lethal weapon. She had used the remnants of the wooden splinters as a sharp weapon to pierce towards Feng Hen Yan's lower body.

"You really don't like me." This woman's moves were fatal and sinister. If it weren't for the fact that he had planted an imprint on her body and understood her intentions, his second brother would have already become this woman's subordinate.

Looking at Yun Lan's skill and the sharp wooden spike in her hand, Feng Hen smiled instead of getting angry. He turned around and dodged Yun Lan's attack. "Lan'er, I, Feng Hen, need to take good care of 'that' for you." These words were extremely ambiguous. As the Windscar Yanyue thought back to that day by the lake, the flame of desire in his stomach once again rose.

Yun Lan, who was preparing to attack the second time, also felt a burning desire in her heart. She gripped the wooden spike in her hand tightly as she glared at WindWithoutTrace Yan Ye. "If I don't cut you up, I won't be called Shadowcloud." As long as the word 'shadow cloud' was mentioned in the world of assassins, no one would not know of it. Therefore, she sat firmly on the top spot in the world of assassins, but Yun Lan, who had thought that her calm mind was superior to everyone else, had her rationality overshadowed by her rage. She looked at Feng Hen, who had a misty look in his eyes, and similarly felt that the hot and dry Yun Lan was itching to tear the man in front of her into eight pieces.

He seemed to have understood the meaning in Yun Lan's eyes. "This is the effect of the imprint. I can tell you what is on your mind, and you can also feel my emotions and pain. You have to know that the imprint is a forbidden art that can only be performed by the imperial family."

Perhaps to others, the royal family's seal was an honor, but to Yun Lan, it was an absolute humiliation. Right now, she had to leave this place and live the life she had wanted. She couldn't be held back by anything.

With a bloodthirsty look in his eyes, Yun Lan raised the wooden thorn in her hand and attacked Feng Hen Yan Ye once again.