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When the imperial physician's orders left the manor, the imperial physicians looked at each other with strange expressions.

This was because they had diagnosed him multiple times. Not only was he alive, he had also escaped from the danger of his life!

Although Marquis Yong was still unconscious, he could survive. However, his body was weak and he was still unconscious. They didn't know how such a situation had occurred, nor did they know whether this marquis would wake up or not. All they could do was go back and report the truth to the Emperor.

Han Feng was at a loss. He looked at the bag in his hand that was colorful to the point that he could not bear to look at it directly.

[Your eyes couldn't be that bad, right?]

Besides, the prince would never bring such a thing with him!

He wanted to ask what the princess wanted to ask, but the princess made him feel so ugly that he wanted to puke, so she stuffed the purse into his hands and left.

He really wanted to ask this princess, "Why didn't you personally give the purse to the prince?"

At this moment, he could deeply feel that this was the princess taking revenge on him, because of the so-called matter of being the furthest away from the prince. Sigh, it's really hard to do. On one side is his master, and on the other is his future wife, Wangfei. What can he do?

He felt his hands burning.

"Han Feng, what are you holding in your hand?"

Hearing this indifferent voice, Han Feng hurriedly knelt down, "Reporting to your highness, it was the princess who gave you the bag."

Feng Qingxiao smirked as he reached out to grab the pouch. He glanced at it for a bit and realised that the little girl's actions were quite quick.

"Princess Taiping doesn't have a nymphet."

Han Feng whispered. He also thought that this purse, which was so ugly that he wanted to vomit, was personally embroidered by Princess Taiping. Otherwise, the purse would not be so ugly and the hands would be so crude that it would be hard to tell what was embroidered on it. However, with such a clumsy purse, the prince would definitely look down on it. With a flick of his hand, he threw it towards the corner of the wall.

"Mm, get up."

A certain War God who was in a good mood, walked in with a rare smile on his face and was still playing with the purse in his hands.

He stood up and the prince accepted it?

After a while, when he saw the prince walk out with this ugly bag hanging from his waist, he almost fell down. The prince was actually hanging on his body?

What was going on?

However, this clumsy and ugly, gaudy to the point that one could not bear to look at it directly, hanging on the prince's waist, it immediately increased by countless levels, instantly appearing noble and unique. He knelt down and lowered his head deeply. He couldn't help but think, it seems like that prince really doted on the future wangfei.

"Send the midnight snack to Princess Taiping's room."

As he spoke, the War God King walked towards Yun Zihuang's room with light footsteps and a smile on his face.

Han Feng had to say, "My prince, the princess is not in her room."

Feng Qingxiao glanced at the dark night, "Where is she?"

"Princess is checking on the injuries of the Iron Guards."

"Go and invite the princess back."

"Understood."

Han Feng hurriedly went to invite Yun Zihuang back, but he was ignored by Princess Pingping. No matter what he said, the princess pretended not to hear him, not even sparing him a glance. Grief, he finally understood. The matter of arranging a room for the princess had made this future matriarch suffer miserably.

He knelt down and bowed his head to say, "Your subordinate knows his crimes and asks the princess to punish him."

Yun Zihuang instructed the Iron Guards with a smile on her face, and as if she didn't see Han Feng, she walked out of the room.

Han Feng was speechless and could only stand up and follow his out. However, he saw that the princess had no intention of returning and had instead walked into another room. He hurriedly took a few steps forward and followed closely behind her, "Princess, the Prince has prepared a fine midnight snack. He asks the Princess to come back and rest for a moment."

When he said this, he saw that the princess had stopped in her tracks.

He immediately said, "It's the flavor of the northern region, rarely tasted in the capital."

Then, he saw a certain arrogant princess immediately turn around and quickly walk towards the prince's courtyard. Han Feng stood in the night wind and was in a mess. The allure of a midnight snack for the princess was much greater than that for the prince. If the prince were to know of this, wouldn't she be very angry?

"Feng Qingxiao, you came into my room without permission. Don't you think this is going too far?"

When he hurried after her, he saw that the princess had entered the room and immediately let out an angry roar. He hastily stood back and stared at the ground, pretending that he had heard nothing. The princess's temper was too bad, but the prince, who had always made them afraid to speak out of breath, had tolerated it time and time again. Otherwise, would it be better for him to leave the courtyard?

"You can go to This King's room privately, anytime."

Hearing these words, the Iron Guards automatically withdrew from the courtyard. Everyone was secretly laughing. Alright, even they had gotten used to the fact that their prince had always been bullied by Princess Taiping.

"Am I allowed to enter your room in the middle of the night?"

"This King will be waiting for you tonight."

The Iron Guards couldn't help covering their mouths. Where did the usually cold and proud princes, cold and ruthless, and ruthless, go to?

"Humph, you didn't help with Zhou Tuoyi's business, when are you going to repay me?"

"First, sit down and try the midnight snack."

The temptation of delicious food was enormous for Yun Zihuang. Her eyes never left the midnight snack, not even sparing Feng Qingxiao a glance. In her eyes, handsome men were nothing compared to delicious food.

"This King really likes the bag you gave me."

The Battle God King proudly took off the pouch and played with it. Inside this pouch was a wisp of her hair. It could not be better than a token of love. Even though the craftsmanship was rather clumsy, and he thought that the silly lass could not be a beauty, this intention of hers still made him very happy. Furthermore, he believed that he would never be able to find it again in the Tian Yuan Kingdom. He was in an exceptionally good mood.

She nodded with a smile, "It's good that you like it. This purse is very suitable for you."

Hmm, this stupid girl is saying, are the two of them compatible?

A certain War God King automatically thought. His handsome face became even more gentle as he revealed a rare smile.

"Zhou Tuoba can't be bothered anymore, and the Emperor has started to do all sorts of things. How annoying."

"If you can't get This King into your hands, what do you want to do with the crown prince?"

Yun Zihuang ate the delicious midnight snack: "Of course it's to die."

Feng Qingxiao smirked, "There's no point in playing if we kill him so quickly. Don't you want to see him suffer a fate worse than death?"

"I do, but there is no need to waste time and energy on a Zhou Tuo Jiang. Moreover, he is too sinister, despicable and shameless, willing to do anything to achieve his goals. If we leave him here, we will stir up some trouble and kill him, and the world will be peaceful and quiet. "

"How can you let This King's woman die so easily!" The War God's tone was cold and ruthless, arrogant and ruthless.

Yun Zihuang: "Feng Qingxiao, it's time for you to take the medicine."