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As soon as Yun Weiyang's voice fell, everyone saw the corpses all over the ground, the air was reeking with a strong scent of blood, the blood had seeped into the bluestone floor, one black and one white and one red, the strong visual impact struck everyone's eyeballs, under the night sky, Feng Xue Han's proud and independent posture looked exceptionally tall and straight, holding onto a long sword in his hand, the blood of the black-clothed men still flowed down the blade, drop by drop, onto the ground.

His hair fluttered in the wind like a waterfall, and he just stood there silently in the middle of the corpse, letting the night wind blow his hair around. His watery purple eyes gazed into the distance, and that proud and aloof back was as sacred as a goddess, and everything around him had lost its color, making it hard to see clearly.

Without even looking at the corpses on the ground, she walked forward and carefully looked at the person in front of her to confirm that he was not hurt. Her heart was finally at ease, she took a deep breath, then went forward and tightly held his hand, and worriedly asked: "Are you alright?" Even though he knew that he wasn't injured, he still couldn't help but want to confirm it.

"It's fine." Feng Xue Han's cold and incomparably pleasant voice was particularly pleasant to hear in the silent night sky. It was as if a gust of cool wind had suddenly blew over from a hot desert, causing one to feel relaxed and happy.

Lu Zizheng, who was standing at the back, shrunk his neck back as he looked at the corpses on the ground. He couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes as he whispered to the people beside him, "No one can match our prince's skill." His tone was filled with admiration and pride.

This time, no one disagreed with Lu Zizheng. Instead, they nodded in tacit agreement, expressing their agreement with Lu Zizheng's words.

"Just who did this to you?" Yun Weiyang frowned as she examined the corpses on the ground. Those black clothed people were all killed by her extremely quick technique and stood up straight. There was a faint smile between her brows and her eyes were filled with admiration and pride.

Feng Xue Han looked at the raised lips of the person in front of him, and the coldness in his eyes unconsciously lessened. He turned around and grabbed Yun Weiyang's hand, stopping her from continuing to examine the corpses, and said: "Go back."

"But ?" Yun Weiyang did not even have the time to react before she was dragged away by Feng Xue Han.

Knowing what she was worried about, Feng Xue Han continued to advance without stopping as he said lightly: "The other four nations are about to depart the day after tomorrow." The implication of his words was that these men in black were gifts they had given to him before they left. When he passed by Xuan Ge, Feng Xue Han's cold voice floated in the air, "Deal with these corpses."

Hearing that, Xuan Ge's spirit was roused as he respectfully replied, "Yes."

If Feng Xue Han's skills were not high enough, he would have already become their soul. Looking at this man in front of him, who was incredibly calm in any kind of predicament, as though the sky had fallen, Yun Weiyang's heart was a little sour and depressed. A person's achievement was definitely not something that could be achieved in a day, it was the accumulation of time, it was a day's worth of training, but this person clearly did not have much experience, what exactly did he experience? What kind of disaster had caused him to do this?

She only felt that her mouth was filled with a bitter taste and a heartache that filled her heart. She felt that her heart ached for this man.

Sensing that Yun Weiyang's breathing was in a mess, Feng Xue Han knew that he could not say anything, but the strength in his hand was slightly tighter than before.

Returning to the Duke of Qin's residence, Feng Xue Han came to the study while Yun Weiyang was taking a bath, while Xuan Ge and the rest were already waiting at the side.

Feng Xuehan lifted his clothes and sat down on a chair. A glint flashed through his long and narrow eyes. Looking at the people opposite him, he asked, "Speak."

Then, Xuan Ge recounted everything that had happened tonight in detail, especially the fact that his own royal concubine had not been welcomed. Of course, only Xuan Ge was aware of whether it was intentional or not.

The crowd could clearly feel a wave of cold air engulfing the entire study room. Xuan Ge and the rest's faces were pale as beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down their foreheads, and Yi Na's power was much weaker than Bi Xian and the others. At this moment, she was already on the verge of collapse.

"Humph!" Feng Xue coldly snorted, played with the cup in his hand and casually said: "Didn't he care about his own reputation? Very good, This King will record his reputation in the annals of history. "

It seemed like that Li Xun had crossed the line with his master, but he deserved it. His wife was one of his master's best friends, but he had just dismissed her with an unwelcome sentence.

After a moment of silence, Feng Xue Han thought back to what had happened tonight. His eyes flashed with an unknown light, and after a moment of consideration, he said, "Tonight's matters shall be completely decided by the wangfei."

When everyone heard this, they all raised their heads to look at Feng Xue Han, puzzled. They didn't know what was going on in the prince's mind.

Standing up, Feng Xuehan said while walking out, "She likes to play, let her play to her heart's content."

Everyone felt speechless. Everyone looked at each other. They all had the same expression on their faces. Was there really someone who was so favored?

The next day, early in the morning, Yun Weiyang called Xuan Ge over, and asked: "Have you finished investigating yesterday's matter? "Who did this?"

Hearing his own wangfei's question, Xuan Ge admired his prince even more. It seemed that his highness had thoroughly grasped her personality, but he didn't slow down his words. "It's Feng Haoyu."

"It's him?!" Yun Weiyang nodded, her eyes seemed to have a layer of ice, her fingers lightly tapped on the table, and she coldly said: "Seems like he still hasn't learned his lesson from that sword strike!"

"Mistress, what are your plans?"

"Humph!" Yun Weiyang let out a cold snort, and after a moment of silence, she lifted her head, squinting her eyes, and said: "In this place, no matter what happens to him, it will always be our fault." She opened her eyes and looked out the window at the petals of the Violet Tulip Flower. Her red lips slightly parted as she replied, "No rush."

At this moment, Ina walked over, bowed first, and then carefully said, "Mistress, the crown prince of Chenguo, Dongfang Zichao, requests an audience."

"Oh?" Yun Weiyang was startled, after that, she seemed to have thought of something, nodded her head in understanding, and said: "Invite him in."

"Yes."

Not long after, Dongfang Zichao's figure appeared in Yun Weiyang's line of sight. Looking at the man in front of him, Yun Weiyang couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. He truly was a handsome young master.

In this world, very few people could wear a dark green robe as elegantly as Dongfang Zi was one of them. Her hair was done in a single strand, and her eyes were warm and gentle, her golden eyes glistening. Her thin lips were slightly pursed, and her fair skin was covered with a golden light, as if she was falling from the sky.

Seeing this person, Yun Weiyang stood up from her chair and walked over to him. Her eyes did not have the usual indifference, but was instead filled with a light smile.

"Son, why are you here?" With that, Yun Weiyang looked Dongfang Zi up and down, and smiled: "Looks like all the wounds on your body have healed."

By his side, Xuan Ge was extremely tactful, bowing to Yun Weiyang and saying: "This subordinate will take his leave." Although he said he was leaving, he was only guarding the door. Although the Crown Prince had saved the life of his wife, he had to be wary of others.

In these few days that he had not seen her, Dongfang Zizhao discovered that the person in front of him was becoming increasingly enchanting. Her beauty was not only in her exquisite facial features, there were also quite a few beauties that were unparalleled in the world, while Yun Weiyang's beauty was emitting a cool aura from within. It was as if she was from a snowy mountain, yet also like a warm breeze in spring.

Dong Fang Zhirong suppressed his emotions and parted his lips. He gave a faint smile and said, "Tomorrow is the day of departure. Before leaving, I came to visit you." In fact, he wanted to ask if she would come to see him off, but he swallowed the words back at the tip of his tongue. As long as she was well, he didn't need to trouble her any further.

Hearing this, Yun Weiyang nodded her head in understanding, and said lightly: "Have a pleasant journey."

Dong Fang Zhirong wanted to take another look at Yun Weiyang; after all, once he returned back to his country, the palace was filled with a myriad of weirdness, and each change was a hidden killing move. He had to be careful, but the person in front of him was someone that would be difficult to see again.

Yun Weiyang was never good at talking to others like this, and now that he did not say anything, she was momentarily at a loss for words.

In the end, Dongfang Zi broke the silence. He looked at the sky and said, "If you have time today, can you accompany me for a walk?"

Letting out a light sigh, Yun Weiyang nodded her head, and said straightforwardly: "No problem."

Right at this time, Thousand Shadows walked over to Yun Weiyang's side, bent down and said a few words. After she finished speaking, she stood up, and quietly stood beside Yun Weiyang, waiting for her orders.

Hearing that, Yun Weiyang frowned, and then looked towards the east side of the square.

What kind of person was Dongfang Zi Ling? Just from Yun Weiyang's gaze, one could tell that she was busy at the moment. Standing up, he said somewhat helplessly: "If it's inconvenient, then forget it."

Although the other party's concealing speed was extremely fast, she was still able to catch it. She stood up and said to the Thousand Shadows beside her: "Thousand Shadows, you bring Dongfang Zi to the courtyard first, I'll be there shortly." She paused and looked at Dongfang Ling, apologetically saying, "Son, I have something to do. If you don't mind, wait for me for a while."

Dong Fang Zhirong seemed a bit surprised by this answer. His gentle face had an unconcealable joy on it. He straightened his body and with a warm voice, he said: "Alright."

When Dongfang Zichao's figure had completely disappeared, Ina walked over to look in the direction he had disappeared to and asked, "Master?"

"Send him in." Yun Weiyang said indifferently, her expression was as indifferent and distant as ever.