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Feng Qingxiao could not help but be embarrassed. He had never felt such a sensation before. Thinking about the tone he had used just now, he could not help but feel uncomfortable. Of course, the proud and pampered War God would never admit it. He would be jealous of Zhou Tuoyi, much less admit it. Because of this silly girl, he might be jealous of another man.

"Stupid girl."

Yun Zihuang had only made a joke in the beginning, but thinking about it, how could the God of Slaughter be jealous of anyone?

But from the looks of it, the face of the handsome God-Slaying Brother was a bit off. Was he really jealous?

Impossible, right?

"If you want to go back, then go."

A certain handsome killer had said something weird, but he was thinking, "If this stupid girl really dares to leave …"

For a time, the Prince of War God really did not think of what he would do if Yun Zihuang really left.

With a cold face, he couldn't help but think that if he had taken her the night before yesterday, this silly girl wouldn't have been so good at tormenting and wouldn't have dared to treat him like this again. Thinking of this, he gave her another cold look. It wouldn't be too late to take her tonight.

He didn't know what the handsome God-Slaying Fist was thinking, but the murderous intent in the carriage was so dense that it seemed like it was about to spill out. His entire body felt like it was sinking into the deep sea, and he felt an enormous pressure. She observed his expression, but unfortunately there was only a strong killing intent in his eyes and body.

It can't be?

Was the God-Slaying handsome brother really jealous?

Her heart could not help but skip a beat as she blinked her large eyes. She thought of the first meeting, every detail she had ever had with Feng Qingxiao, and what they had said. Then, sluggishly, her face turned a little hot as her EQ was so low that it could make one's hair stand on end. It seemed that the handsome God-Slaying Fellow, to her, was a little interesting?

Tonight in the imperial palace, the empress had sent out a decree announcing her entry to the palace to treat the crown prince's illness. This was something she'd anticipated and thought of as a countermeasure. However, just as she received this news, the God-Slaying handsome guy arrived in time and forcefully took her away in public. She believed that this was absolutely not a coincidence, but a deliberate action by Feng Qingxiao. So was he protecting her this way? Or was he unwilling to see her enter the palace to treat the crown prince's illness?

The atmosphere in the carriage became stranger and stranger. Both of them remained silent.

Looking at the handsome God-Slaying Fist, whose profile was even more perfect than a Greek statue, she couldn't help but stare. Helpless, she thought, this natural and primal handsome fella is really too pleasing to the eye. Furthermore, she had never seen anyone as cold-blooded and handsome as Feng Qingxiao, not even in the Star Era.

Thus, the atmosphere in the carriage became even more strange.

Feng Qingxiao's cold face did not move as he did not even glance at Yun Zihuang who was beside him. She rested his cheek on his hand, and tilted his head as he stared at him.

"Have you seen enough?"

"Nope."

This answer made the killing god feel better. His killing intent was gradually retracted and his iceberg like face softened a little. "How long will it take before I see enough?"

"What do we do if we can't see enough?"

He was in an even better mood as he put his arms around her waist and said, "Then keep watching."

These words made her heart skip a beat. She looked straight into his deep black eyes. Was he confessing to her?

Although her EQ was very low, at this moment, her high IQ finally played a role. She felt that Feng Qingxiao's attitude towards her was a bit too much for him to pursue. Furthermore, the War God King had taken the initiative to be intimate with her many times. In the Tian Yuan Kingdom, only married couples could be so intimate, otherwise they would be mocked.

She really wanted to ask him what exactly he meant, but no matter what she did, she couldn't find the answer.

She silently turned her head and stared at the window. She did not say a word. The carriage was filled with the faint, cold, and fragrant aura of him, causing her to feel at ease.

When he felt the silly girl obediently staying in his embrace, his mood finally improved greatly. He lowered his head to look at her. A sweet fragrance wafted into his nostrils. This silly girl was not that stupid. She did not jump off the carriage, and he believed that she would definitely be able to do such a thing.

"Welcome back, Your Highness."

There was a sound from outside, and the carriage slowed down. She lifted the curtain on the window and looked out. There was a vermillion door in front of her, and on both sides were huge stone lions. The door was wide open, and many people were kneeling around him. Although there were a lot of people, no one made a sound. The horse carriage entered through the main entrance. The night wind blew in, bringing with it the sweet scent of plants.

Although this place was not as magnificent as the imperial palace, it had a simple yet grand feel to it.

The carriage came to a halt as Feng Dao bowed and said, "Your Highness, please get off the carriage."

Feng Qingxiao alighted the carriage first and extended a large hand towards her. She didn't think too much about it, and with her small hand placed on his bony hand, which had a thick cocoon, he gently alighted.

He did not withdraw his hand. Instead, he held her hand and pulled her inside.

Her hand felt very good, soft and boneless. Her little hand was clearly plump, but when held in his hand, it was so soft that it didn't have much flesh, much less any bones. This feeling was very good, so the Prince of Wargods revealed a rare smile on his face. He turned his head and very obediently looked at her, letting him hold her hand. The silly girl finally had a little bit of the appearance of being his woman.

The Prince of War did not know that Yun Zihuang was in a daze at this moment. He thought about what else the Empress and the Crown Prince would do next. He did not realize that Feng Qingxiao was holding his hand this whole time.

Feng Dao's face was filled with smiles as he stared at the hands of the prince and princess. This was definitely the tempo of a future wangfei.

However, the other person standing beside him couldn't smile. If he did, he could only smile bitterly and bitterly from the bottom of his heart.

The beautiful young master, dressed in snow-white clothes, stood tall and graceful. Standing in the middle of the courtyard, he was like a beautiful scenery that attracted the attention of everyone. However, just now, when the princess walked past him, she had not even glanced at him!

Young Master Yu was also staring at the hands of Yun Zihuang and the prince; his heart sank. So the intimacy between the princess and the prince had reached such an extent!

Everything was just his wishful thinking!

His heart was filled with bitterness. Actually, he should have known this a long time ago. A few days ago, in his residence, the prince doted on the princess with all kinds of affection. He even allowed her to stay in the same room …

He did not dare to think any further. At that time, there was still a faint glimmer of hope in his heart, because he could tell that Princess Pingping was still pure and untainted. However, at this moment, he could only bury all of his thoughts deep within his heart. Judging from the current situation between the princess and the prince, it was likely that this person would soon be the princess consort and their matriarch!