Chapter 210

His sight dodged. Facing Yan Fengmian's clean and dark eyes, he didn't have the courage to look at him.

Yan Fengmian was right. He regretted it. He dreamed back at midnight and regretted it all the time——

"Stop talking..."

He closed his eyes awkwardly. In the cold wind, his tall figure was slightly bent, but he looked a little embarrassed.

"Brother Huang, I never thought that you, who have always been gentle, would say such words." Yannan smiled bitterly.

"You're stunned yourself. Let's go."

Yan Fengmian raised his hand slightly, with slender fingers and distinct joints.

Every inch of the body is perfect to the extreme——

Yannan saw that the chariot had been lifted. He was unwilling to chase after Yan Fengmian. "Brother Huang, you will understand that Su Yan is as shallow as other women in the future. What they like is just your face!"

This sentence is out of time, and it is invisible with a mockery of Yan Fengmian.

It's like putting the facts on the surface and accusing Yan Fengmian of being good for nothing except his face. Otherwise, he is physically disabled. How can a woman be willing to marry him?

"Your Highness, please be careful!" the lips of ten days and nine days closed tightly, and couldn't help but give a cold warning.

People like general Su hold his highness in the palm of their hand. When facing his highness, he is not gentle.

Why does Yannan despise his highness?

"I......" Yannan moved his lips.

Then I heard a voice with a gentle smile. The clear and cold tone was very pleasant to hear.

"Just right, I have a face that she likes."

In his tone, he completely let himself fall into Su Yan's hands——

The wild goose South Dynasty stumbled two steps, the blood color on his face faded, and finally understood. Yan Fengmian's so-called gentleness is just a disguise he is used to. In his heart, he is afraid that it is harder than the Millennium ice.

All his blows, in Yan Fengmian's view, are not worth mentioning.

"Brother Huang!"

Yannan Chao held his chariot in a hoarse voice.

"I know I'm wrong. Would you give her back to my younger brother? I'm stunned. I fell in love with her tomorrow morning, but I won't admit it! Brother Huang, there are so many people who like you, so let me give her back to my younger brother, will you?"

Ten day nine saw him tangled up, and his heart was disgusted.

Is this still the once arrogant seven princes?

Yan Fengmian's face was even colder, and his smile faded from the bottom of his eyes.

The powerful momentum of the whole body makes people breathless.

This was the first time that he revealed his true appearance in front of outsiders. Just for a woman he protects at the top of his heart and can't be blasphemed.

"Yannan Dynasty."

Yan Fengmian hooks his lips, and his smile doesn't reach the bottom of his eyes. Obviously, his face was still so clear, meaningful and gentle, but Yannan Dynasty didn't notice the slightest intimacy.

"You once regarded Yan'er's enthusiasm as a tangle and despised her. Now, how can you think that she will like you now?"

Yannan trembled at his lips.

"I didn't do it to you. It's the last kindness of my brother."

"Don't think too well of me. I'm not a Bodhisattva," Yan Fengmian said. He always had a smile on his eyebrows and eyes and always gave people an illusion of compassion. At this time, the words spitting out from his light lips made the wild goose fall into an ice cellar in the Southern Dynasty.

"Yan'er is so good. I can't bear to give her up. Go back. It's cold outside."

Yan Fengmian gathered up the fox skin cloak. In the sky shrouded in thick fog, I don't know when heavy snow will fall.

He vaguely heard the roar of the geese in the Southern Dynasty behind him.

Trapped animals still fight——

Oh