C25 Stubble finding

"Something left behind by This King's Mother imperial concubine. It's said that it's left for the people This King likes. Take it. This king is yours, and you are also this king's." After Feng Li finished speaking, he didn't care about whether Murong Yue agreed or not, and he stuffed the jade pendant into Murong Yue's bosom.

Murong Yue looked at the man, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

The dignified War God King of the Laiyue Dynasty, a seven year old child who would cry when he heard this, was actually so pure? Who would believe it if it got out!

After putting away the jade pendant, Murong Yue did not give her any response, but this was the best response she could give right now. She had been hurt by others and had only been living for five days. These five days were enough for so many things to happen, so who could guarantee what would happen in the future?

She liked Feng Li's beauty, but she didn't want to live or die with him. At least, not between her and him. It didn't matter if he called her cold or heartless. At the very least, she didn't want to casually believe in others anymore.

However, Murong Yue's silence, in Feng Li's eyes, was a response.

Because she accepted the jade pendant.

For a moment, Feng Li felt a sweetness in his heart. He had never liked anyone before. In the past few years, although there had been women who had tried their best to get close to him, there had never been a person who moved his heart. Was it because she was different the first time he saw her?

Feng Li couldn't explain it clearly, but in the end, he only attributed this all to fate.

And because of this fate, he was willing to work hard to protect it.

The carriage stopped in front of the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

Feng Li was always notorious when he was outside. Therefore, compared to the countless number of people in the other princes' doors, Feng Li's side was like a sparrow that couldn't be compared to them.

Feng Li got off the carriage first, and then helped Murong Yue down.

At the door, the steward had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Feng Li's return, he hurriedly stepped forward and greeted him. "This old servant greets the princess consort back to her residence."

"Uncle Li, get up. Is there anything wrong with the mansion?" Feng Li asked indifferently.

With that, an awkward expression appeared on Uncle Li's face. He carefully looked at Murong Yue, and soon after, felt somewhat awkward.

"Speak frankly if you have something to say." Feng Li frowned slightly.

Hearing that, Uncle Li did not dare delay any longer, as he was afraid of angering Feng Li and said, "He is the father of the wangfei, the Left Prime Minister and his wife have come to pay a visit. I did not dare delay any longer, so I made the two of you wait in the side hall." After Uncle Li finished, he looked at Murong Yue once more.

What happened at the wedding banquet yesterday was already known by everyone today. Who knew how many people in the capital were scolding them, the princes, for taking so much for themselves? However, neither of them had heard of it yet.

"Ha!" I haven't settled the score yet, but they've come looking for me. " Murong Yue's voice was very light, with a hint of ridicule. However, with a quick thought, he understood. Since she was married to the Seventh Prince and was even living well, they naturally had to panic. Furthermore, the phoenix imprint they wanted the most was also returned to the crown prince.

Thinking about it, Murong Yue looked forward to see them.

"Since father and mother have come, I should naturally treat them well. Your Highness, please allow me to meet the two of you. " Murong Yue's phoenix eyes hid a smile. This smile, no matter how one looked at it, was one that carried evil intentions.

However, Feng Li felt that this Murong Yue was also very cute, as if he was possessed. Therefore, he nodded and said, "This King will accompany you."

With that, he ordered the butler to lead the way.

At the same time, in the side hall, the Prime Minister of the Left was sitting on a guest seat. His brows were furrowed and his expression was gloomy. The tea in his hand had long since turned cold. At the side, the woman wearing a beautiful purple robe had an extremely unsightly expression.