C13

Yue Luo Xue sat in a corner of the great hall, and her gaze swept past the empty main seat beside Na Lan Rong Xuan. That should have been German king's seat, and her eyes were filled with dense hatred.

Later on, she found out that it was more accurate to say that the Master didn't know whether he was dead or alive because the people from the German king didn't find his master's corpse. The heavily injured Master had disappeared from the forbidden grounds for no reason. She clenched her fists. She will get all of this back!

Closing her eyes, she suppressed all the emotions in her heart. She was not the Yue Luo Xue of the Sunset Moon Palace, but the disciple of the King Xuan's main doctor, the Godly Doctor Zhang.

"King Xuan, our army has won a great victory this time. On behalf of our royal father and the people of Yan Yang, I thank you on your behalf for your brilliant plan." A voice sounded, and it carried with it an aura of convincing submission.

The one who spoke was a dignified man in his twenties. He wore a bright yellow dragon robe with four claws, and golden lines embroidered into the dragon pattern. Just by looking at his attire, one could discern his identity.

Sunscorch Kingdom's!

The royal family's genes were not bad, Liu Cheng Feng was also a Zilan Jade Tree, he could be considered a slender man, but his face was slightly feminine, yet it was also diluted by the long term majesty that he had developed. A pair of slightly dark green eyes flickered with a deep luster, like a poisonous snake's, carrying a hint of dark coldness and majesty.

His tone was very amiable, but no matter whether it was his slightly raised eyebrows or the noble look in his eyes, it was filled with a sense of superiority and pride that came from the depths of his heart.

As a Crown Prince, Liu Cheng Feng had the qualifications to make people jealous, and he also had a reputation that was not inferior to Na Lan Rong Xuan's. There were seven young talents in the Black Sieve Continent, collectively known as The Seven Young Masters of the Black Sieve Sect, and Crown Prince was one of them.

Of course, the one who ranked first among the Seven Young Masters was Na Lan Rong Xuan, known as the Wen Gongzi, while Liu Cheng Feng was ranked third, known as the Young Master of Conspiracy.

It was said that Liu Cheng Feng was an expert in strategy, at the age of ten, he had already become the top scholar for the Sunscorch Kingdom. At the age of twelve, he joined the army.

This kind of achievement allowed Liu Cheng Feng to firmly sit in his position as the Crown Prince, and even the Old Emperor began to gradually rely on him.

To a certain extent, the current Sunscorch Kingdom's power was not in the hands of the Old Emperor, but in the hands of Liu Cheng Feng.

Na Lan Rong Xuan seemed to be somewhat tired, and only after coughing a few times did he slowly open his mouth: "It's merely His Majesty's favor."

"King Xuan is too modest! Today, the Japanese palace has also been entrusted by royal father to deliver a congratulatory gift to the King Xuan. " Liu Cheng Feng smiled slightly, the gentleness on his face magnified, causing him to feel an unexplainable discomfort.

Just as Liu Cheng Feng's words fell, he saw a Palace Mistress walking out with a long box in her arms, respectfully presenting it to him.

A gentle smile hung on Liu Cheng Feng's face as he continued: "Royal father knows about the elegance of this King Xuan. This Phoenix zither was obtained by chance and I specifically brought it to you."

"Phoenix zither! The legendary zither? "

"The Emperor really values the King Xuan. He even took out the Phoenix zither."

Yue Luo Xue could not help but raise her head. Of course she knew what the Phoenix zither was, it was said that the zither strings were made from phoenix feathers, so other than the zither notes being of an unmatched color, the Phoenix zither could also help the user recuperate their bodies, providing longevity support.

But, would Old Emperor of the Sunscorch Kingdom give the Phoenix zither to Na Lan Rong Xuan? Yue Luo Xue laughed coldly, there must be a trick to this.

When Liu Cheng Feng was explaining, he had already stood up and personally placed the Phoenix zither in front of Na Lan Rong Xuan: "King Xuan understands the rhythm, let's see how this guqin looks like."

Na Lan Rong Xuan's pitch-black eyes slightly flashed, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "Just by looking at the color, you can tell that it's a good zither …."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Na Lan Rong Xuan raised his palm as if he was about to stroke the zither string. He raised his hand and spilled some tea that a maid handed him, hitting the cup on Na Lan Rong Xuan's body.

"This servant deserves to die!"

"Thank you, Prince!" When Yue Luo Xue bowed, he seemed to be a little flustered. His sleeves brushed across the Phoenix zither and his expression instantly changed.

Liu Cheng Feng's eyes flashed slightly as he shot a sharp beam of light towards Yue Luo Xue. She had her head lowered and had a face full of fear, as if she had truly made an unintentional mistake.

Na Lan Rong Xuan said indifferently: "I'm sorry everyone."

Liu Cheng Feng had been paying attention to Na Lan Rong Xuan's movements the entire time. Even though he had been interrupted by the maid just now, his fingers still rested on the zither strings as a dark light flashed across his dark green eyes. He said: "King Xuan needs to recuperate, today's banquet will end here."

Since the Crown Prince had already spoken, there was no other way for them to say anything else. Thus, they left one after another. A dim light flashed across Na Lan Rong Xuan's eyes, as he said: "Return to your room."

Wei Ling, who was at the side, spoke somewhat nervously: "Prince, are you alright?"

Liu Cheng Feng would never do something that had no meaning, so he was very worried right now. After seven years, Wei Ling had completely grown into a mature and steady youth, only his face looked like it was about to collapse from exhaustion.

Na Lan Rong Xuan's handsomeness creased slightly, and he said: "Nothing much for the time being." Other than the faint heat on his chest, there was indeed no other feeling, and this feeling was different from when the cold poison had flared up.

Yue Luo Xue had already retreated to the corner, and weirdly touched the powder in his hand, muttering to herself puzzledly: "Why is it this thing, could it be that he's still wearing …."

A sheen of disbelief shot out from her clear eyes as she chased after Na Lan Rong Xuan's departing figure. If she had really guessed it, then this matter would be even more troublesome.

Na Lan Rong Xuan's room was at the very back of the King Xuan Palace. Na Lan Rong Xuan's footsteps were not fast, and the feeling of his body was a little strange. Wei Ling followed behind him, maintaining a walk around him.

Suddenly, Na Lan Rong Xuan's footsteps paused, and a clear voice slowly flowed out: "Since you're here, why are you evading?"

He still maintained his line of sight forward, but the aura he emitted was completely different from usual, and he didn't know who he was talking to. Yue Luo Xue, who was rushing over from behind couldn't help but be startled, didn't this seem to be the case for her?

As expected, a voice sounded out. "Haha, I didn't expect the sickly and weak Prince Xuan to be so sensitive, it really surprises me!"