C7

Crown Prince Manor? study

"It seems Cloud Twin has given up on this chess piece of yours." Windscar Yan Ye was sitting on a chair, playing with Yun Lan's long hair. The faint fragrance that was emitted from her body was tempting. He originally wanted to hug her and kiss the fragrance that he still missed, but Yun Lan dodged him.

Yun Lan leaned on the door as she looked at the dark clouds on the horizon. She did not like cloudy skies, and cloudy skies always gave people a stifling feeling, but this was the haze that belonged to her. The light of a sunny day was incomparably holy, and it was impossible for it to descend on her.

Coming back to her senses, Yun Lan, who was dressed in red, looked at the charming and lazy Feng Hen, and said faintly, "Old fox, if you want to gamble, then marry Yun Ruoxi to the Third Marquis on the third day of next month. When that time comes, as your brother-in-law, you must attend. A scheming expression appeared in his eyes as Yun Lan's entire body was filled with killing intent. If someone owed her something, they wouldn't even be able to think about escaping.

Dressed in a purple qilin robe, a trace of helplessness could be seen on Feng Hen's handsome and devilishly charming face. He walked to Yun Lan's side and looked at the girl who was shorter than him.

Yun Lan raised her head. Her gaze was locked onto Feng Hen Yan. The corner of her mouth curled into a provocative smile. "Are you afraid?"

"This …" Halfway through his words, Feng Hen Yanye quickly bent down and kissed those tempting lips. He succeeded in his sneak attack, and the smiling Feng Hen Yanye looked at Yun Lan who was in a bad mood, "I don't think it's enough to provoke you."

"Nutjob." Yun Lan no longer paid any attention to the crazy Eternal Night. She turned her gaze to the door and saw the pitter-patter of rain falling from the sky, hitting the ground and making a sound.

It was night. The rain continued to fall, and the damp air had a hint of boredom. On the dining table, Yun Lan and Feng Hen were enjoying delicious food.

However, Yun Lan was somewhat absent-minded when she ate. She tapped the chopsticks on the jade bowl as if she was thinking of something.

WindWithoutTrace had withdrawn all his servants during the night, leaving the two of them alone in the room.

Picking up a piece of fragrant meat and placing it in Yun Lan's bowl, Feng Hen Yan asked curiously, "What are you thinking about?"

Knocking on the jade bowl with a rhythm, Yun Lan raised her head and looked at Feng Hen Yan Ye, "Do you have a trusted aide of your own?"

Hearing what Yun Lan said, Feng Hen, Yan Ye, sneered. He shook his head and said in a voice filled with indifference, "My beloved concubine, do you think I should have one?"

Yun Lan picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of Feng Hen Yan Ye's sweet meat into the bowl, nodding her head as she praised the chef's cooking skills, then she added a piece of sweet meat to eat the meat slowly. Yun Lan put down the chopsticks in satisfaction and looked into Feng Hen Yan's fox eyes, "Even if you don't have a trusted minister in the court, you must have secretly prepared. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to live until now and eat the food on the table in peace."

If only he knew that this woman was smart, he would have guessed his hidden forces just from living and living these past few days. He did not intend to hide anything from her anyway, he just did not have the opportunity to explain himself, he just took out a jade pendant from his bosom and placed it in Yun Lan's hand. Feng Hen Yan Ye's eyes were still filled with a devilish smile, "From now on, this is yours."

Touching the jade pendant that was in the palm of Feng Hen Yan Ye, a faint chill spread through his entire body. If he was right, this jade pendant should be carved from a thousand-year cold jade. The dragon shaped totem on the jade pendant must be a symbol of some hidden force.

"Yes, heavy." Feng Hen and Yan Ye filled their cups, and a faint aroma of wine filled the entire room. Smelling the wine's fragrance in the air, Feng Hen and Yan Ye also filled the hungry wine cup in front of Yun Lan, "This wine is not bad."

Picking up the goblet, the aroma of wine immediately assaulted his nostrils. The wine was indeed of the highest quality. Yun Lan looked at the Windscar Nightfall and asked, "When did you set up this organization?"