C135 You can only be this prince's

Feng Tianxiao held the teacup tightly, the boiling tea spilled everywhere, but the person involved did not know at all.

Looking at the purple figure in the cotton-wood forest, Feng Tianxiao couldn't help but wish that he could rush forward and grab the girl in his arms.

"Pa ~ ~ ~"

The teacup instantly shattered, and blood flowed out from Feng Tianxiao's palm.

"Fourth Prince, your servant will bandage your wounds."

"F * ck off."

Throwing everything on the table to the side, Feng Tianxiao smashed his fist fiercely onto the wall.

Lin Chuyue, once this prince becomes the crown prince and the emperor of Hua Kingdom, I will definitely take you away from the Flame King.

Definitely!

In a corner not far from the room, a white clothed man was quietly drinking tea, as though he was not affected by Feng Tianxiao's anger.

However, his pair of long and narrow eyes were filled with coldness.

In the cotton forest, the tears in Lin Chuyue's eyes continued to roll down. She nodded, laughed and cried.

"I promise, I promise —"

Tiptoeing, Lin Chuyue hugged Feng Yan tightly.

"I promise."

"Oh, celebrate …"

Seeing that Lin Chuyue had agreed, everyone jumped up in excitement. Although everyone knew what was going on between the prince and the young miss, the relationship between them had finally been established today.

"I've heard that in this cotton forest, if a man dances while stroking a zither, he would receive the blessings of a god. Prince, Prince's Wife, how about a song?"

Kun Peng wiped the tears at the corner of his eyes and helplessly laughed. What kind of legend was this?

"Yue'er, I am playing the zither. Can I play a song for This King?"

"You can play the zither?"

Seeing Feng Yan sitting in front of the zither with his slender fingers moving, and the sound of the zither slowly flowing out, Lin Chuyue could not help but feel a little astonished, she never thought that Feng Yan actually knew how to play the zither.

Be it her previous life or this life, she did not know that Feng Yan knew how to play the zither!

"Eldest Miss."

"master."

"Prince's Wife, our Prince is already playing the zither for you. If you don't dance now, you will be wasting our Prince's time."

Kun Peng's words were clearly heard by everyone. Honestly speaking, they had not seen Owner dance in a long time, ever since the Yumen Pass, master had been suppressing all of his negative emotions to the bottom of his heart.

Feeling the anticipation in everyone's eyes, Lin Chuyue turned around and slowly extended her hand out.

Her sleeves were like flowing clouds, her clothes fluttered like the sunset. Her figure was like an immortal, and her hair was as black as ink.

That violet-clad figure would occasionally wave his sleeves and smile charmingly, and occasionally hold Gou Yue's hand. The red colored wooden cotton rustled down, and everything was like a celestial palace.

The golden sunlight shone onto the purple-clothed woman's body inside the forest, but when Yuwen Jing saw this scene, he was stunned.

This dance, was something only Lin Chuyue knew.

He could still remember that day in the bracken forest when he played the zither and she danced.

He had once asked her what her name was, and she had said that her name was Narcissism and that she only danced for her lover.

But today, Yuwen Jing saw another girl dancing so frivolously for another man in front of him in his Hua Kingdom. A pair of dove eyes stared at the smile on the girl's face, clenching both of her fists.

Lin Chuyue and Lin Chuyue's figures constantly overlapped each other, but back then when he was at Yumen Pass, he had personally chopped off Lin Chuyue's head, so how could she have possibly revived?

But at this time, other than the different set of human skin, Lin Chuyue was completely Lin Chuyue.

"Your majesty, tomorrow is the bestowal ceremony. This is the first treasure map Lin Xian'er has sent over, and she ordered her guards to send word that the other two treasure maps will only be presented if she leaves the Hua Kingdom with her safety belt."

A deer-skin Immortal Mountain Treasure Map appeared in front of Yuwen Jing, and turning his cold gaze, he looked at the Immortal Mountain Treasure Map in the guard's hands and couldn't help but frown.

"It's fake. Immediately return to the Yan Kingdom border without stopping."

With half squinting eyes, a smile emerged from the corner of his mouth. Yuwen Jing could tell with a glance that this Immortal Mountain Treasure Map was fake with just one glance, it had to be that woman's masterpiece.

As he shifted his gaze, his half-closed eyes shot fierce glances at the woman dancing, causing Yuwen Jing to turn around and leave the Hua Kingdom capital with his bodyguards.

He believed that in the near future, he would definitely reunite with Lin Chuyue.

In the forest of cotton, everyone was dumbfounded by what they saw.

Kun Peng and the others never thought that the sturdy Prince's Wife would actually dance, and even make them feel intoxicated from the dance.

On the other hand, Qingyi, Lin Kaixiao and the rest were laughing.

In their previous life, within the Yan Kingdom Imperial Palace, the scenery under the Bai Lan tree was an unforgettable scene for them. However, following Lin Chuyue's tragic death, that scene was also forever left at the bottom of their hearts.

Qing Yi and the rest would never have imagined that they could actually witness such arrogance in their own lives.

Hong Ying and the others did the same as they wiped the tears at the corner of their eyes, truly happy for Owner.

It was night. Lin Chuyue nestled in Feng Yan's embrace, feeling the true warmth of An Xin, as the corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile.

"Feng Yan, since when did you start liking me?"

Feng Yan turned sideways, and with one hand holding the woman in his embrace and the other playing with her long hair, a smile actually flashed past his handsome face.

"Perhaps it started from your previous life, maybe it was from the mourning hall, maybe it was from the moment you beat up the daughter of the General Lin, or maybe it was when you drank too much and revealed your true strength to me …"

Listening to Feng Yan explain every single detail between them, Lin Chuyue felt a warm feeling in her heart.

"Then what about Yue'er? When did he fall in love with this duke?"

When did he fall in love with Feng Yan?

Lin Chuyue blinked her eyes. She also seemed to have forgotten when she fell in love with this selfish and overbearing man.

"Perhaps, it was from the moment you buried Lin Chuyue, that the bond between you and I began."

Clutching his lips and lightly kissing the corner of Feng Yan's lips, Lin Chuyue watched the gradually approaching figure turn around to flee, but it was already too late.

The night slowly passed, yet it was suffused with an unrelenting sense of spring.

"Yue Er, you will never be able to escape from this king's side."

The next day was late in the morning.

"What are you looking at? Is this your first time seeing me?"

Lin Chuyue's face turned red. Looking at the eyes of the crowd, she really wanted to slap them one by one.

"Boss, why are you wearing so much on such a hot day? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

Wang Feng ridiculed, and yesterday's scene from the cotton-wood forest was deeply engraved in everyone's mind. They did not expect their elder to be proficient in both literature and martial arts, and also be proficient in poetry, tsk tsk! From the looks of boss, he seemed to have been tortured quite miserably by the prince last night.

Wang Feng's words made everyone start laughing. None of the people present were simple lovers, so they naturally understood the reason behind Lin Chuyue's long skirt covering her body.

"What are you looking at? If you keep looking, I'll dig out your eyeballs."