C24 Is it really miss grass bag

If Lin Chuyue had only thought of bringing her into the palace to attend the banquet, at this moment, Lin Chuyue finally understood what was going on.

Emperor of China Feng Yi thought that it would be reasonable for the young miss of the Shangguan family in the fortress to monitor Feng Yan's every move, but what Feng Yan did was to capture her and beat his up.

They had long since heard that the Emperor of China and the Flame King were at odds, and from the looks of it, everything was real.

"Clank ~ ~ ~"

Lin Chuyue sat in the middle of the Main Hall of Huayan Palace, with a zither in front of him. Her ten fingers moved the zither strings, and the sound of the zither slowly flowed out like water, a good zither!

"Clank ~ ~ ~"

His index finger hooked onto the zither string, and his pinky lifted up the sound. A faint zither note resonated within the great hall.

The zither music was like the gurgling of water, giving people a feeling of comfort and comfort as if they were placed in a cool spring. Sometimes it was like an iron horse fighting on the battlefield, emitting a murderous aura, causing people's heart to surge with the desire to fight in all directions.

Qin Shi and painting were two completely easy things for Lin Chuyue. As a Queen of Yan Kingdom in her previous life, even if she didn't like them, she still had to learn the most basic things.

It was meant to please someone, but everything went down the drain.

His ten fingers moved back and forth on the zither strings. In the great hall, he thought back to the intoxicating sound of the zither. But at this time, a melodious flute melody perfectly fused together with the zither music.

Lin Chuyue raised her eyes slightly, and saw a man in a white gown with crescent moon teeth playing a jade flute, accompanying the zither music.

The sound of the flute and the sound of the zither interweaved, as a feast of hearing enveloped everyone within the grand battlefield.

The Iron Bone Loyal Soul, the Gold Spear Ironhorse, had entered the battlefield.

A new hope gradually rose in the midst of their corpses. It was as if people were hallucinating as they saw a scene they had never seen before.

At the end of the day, the sound of the flute dissipated and the zither slowly faded away.

Lin Chuyue got up, and blessed the group: "Thank you, Second Prince, Yue Yue Yu is too ugly."

returned to his seat and sat beside Feng Yan, not paying any attention to what everyone was looking at him with.

Especially the expression in Feng Tianxiao's eyes, as he stared at Lin Chuyue for a long time without moving her gaze away.

Is she really that hasty legitimate daughter from Lin Family?

However, Lin Chuyue was completely different from the brilliant girl from before. Could it be that she had been acting all along?

"That's right." Nodding his head, Feng Yan's profound eyes continued to display an expression of praise. At this time, Feng Yan reached out with his large hand and lifted up the scattered long hair on Lin Chuyue's forehead.

However, the crowd only saw the spoiled look in Feng Yan's eyes, not the sight of a pair of small hands viciously grabbing onto Feng Yan's waist from under the table.

That force seemed to want to crush Feng Yan to pieces.

"Many thanks to the Prince for his praise." Gritting her teeth and smiling sweetly, Lin Chuyue only wanted to vent her anger.

Feng Yan, I will strangle you!

Because Feng Yan had strongly expressed his attitude, the Emperor Feng Yi temporarily put aside the matters regarding the Prince Yan's Wife. By the time he left the Li Palace, it was already night.

The clopping of hooves could be heard by the two of them. Inside a low key luxurious carriage, Lin Chuyue sat in the corner of the carriage, keeping a distance from Feng Yan, so that she could jump out whenever Feng Yan is in trouble.

"Yue Er, come here."

Feng Yan's voice made Lin Chuyue frown: "Your Highness, are you still not done playing? We have already left the palace."

"Play?" The voice was slightly raised and a chilling aura gradually filled the carriage. "Do you think This King is playing with you?"

The Emperor wants you to marry the woman he arranged for you and monitor your every move, so you pulled me over as the scapegoat. Your Highness, I am just an ordinary little girl who wants to lead a peaceful and safe life. Why does Your Highness drag me down with you time and time again?

Lin Chuyue said what she kept in his heart.

She was going to do her own thing, so why would there be another Flame King after her rebirth?

They should be living in two different worlds. One of them was the high and mighty War God King of Hua Kingdom, the other one was a fallen, their lives should not have any connections.

It wasn't that Lin Chuyue didn't feel that the carriage was getting colder and colder, but so what? "What are you looking at?

She was infuriated, and all of the anger accumulated during this period of time ignited. She didn't know why she would lose all of her rationality every time she encountered Feng Yan.

Staring widely, Lin Chuyue looked up at the approaching Feng Yan, but when her anger was slowly extinguished by the cold, she realized that she had been forced into a dead end by Feng Yan, and had no way of escaping!

"Cough, cough ?" Your Royal Highness, it is too hot, you are too close to me. " Turning her head, Lin Chuyue moved her body little by little, dodging Feng Yan.

"Too hot? How about This King help you lower your temper? "

The devilish voice struck Lin Chuyue's heart heavily, swallowing saliva. Looking at the pair of eyes that were as cold as the abyss, Lin Chuyue's heart sank.

Prince, men and women shouldn't touch each other. Besides, the Lin Clan has arrived. I want to get off the carriage. Wuu ~ ~ ~