C65

"Search, the assassin must not escape."

The damned Lin Chu Yue, who originally thought that she would stay in the Imperial Palace, didn't think that she would actually escape back to the Lin Mansion.

In the main hall of the medicine hall, a bath barrel was placed there all alone, while the guards stood by the tub, looking at the man who had his back facing them on the bed.

Flame … His Majesty the Flame King.

"Plop ~ ~ ~"

Twenty or so guards knelt on the ground, as if their knees would shatter upon hearing that voice.

"Your Royal Highness, I, I, I …"

The bodies of the guards who were kneeling on the ground trembled. Feeling the killing intent emitted from Feng Yan, the guards swallowed their saliva.

"Prince, have mercy! Prince, have mercy! This lowly subordinate, this lowly subordinate …."

How would the guards know that the assassin Second Miss Lin was referring to was His Majesty the Flame King? If they had known, even if they had eight hundred times the guts, they would still not dare to barge into medicine hall.

"Kun Peng, pull everyone out and kill them."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The moment the voice fell, over ten figures quickly appeared around the group of guards. The killing intent in their eyes caused the guards' hearts to sink to the bottom of despair: "His Majesty the Flame King, it was Second Miss Lin who sent the lowly servants to capture the assassins.

"Kill them all."

Lin Miao Ran was not even an ant in Feng Yan's eyes. Furthermore, he still had a huge debt that she had to settle with Lin Miao Ran.

"Your Highness, we're still the future concubines of the four emperors, you can keep it for now."

When the group of guards rushed into the medicine hall, Feng Yan carried Lin Chu Yue in his arms, preventing the woman in his arms from leaking in the spring. Lin Chu Yue stuck closely to Feng Yan's chest, her long hair hanging down along her robust arms.

"Since Yue Er wants to keep her, let her go."

After receiving Feng Yan's order, the guards of the Flame King's Mansion s who were originally holding Lin Miao Ran loosened their grip.

His body staggered twice. Never in his dreams would Lin Miao Ran think that this bitch would actually be together with the His Majesty the Flame King … The disappointment on his face vanished in an instant, replaced by false worry.

"Elder sister, it's good that you're alright. When I saw a figure last night, I thought it was an assassin, but I didn't expect it to disturb my elder sister and His Majesty the Flame King." Lin Miao Ran blessed Lin Chu Yue and the others, and her beautiful eyes revealed a trace of viciousness.

This time, the slut managed to escape another calamity.

"Sister, I won't disturb sister and His Majesty the Flame King anymore. Sister will be leaving now." Glancing viciously at Lin Chu Yue, Lin Miao Ran turned around and was about to leave, but the moment he turned around, he was stopped in his tracks by Lin Chu Yue.

"Lin Miao Ran, elder sister will definitely never forget the wedding that will take place in the Spring of New Year's Eve." Lin Chu Yue didn't pay attention to Lin Miao Ran's current expression. She had said before that if Lin Miao Ran decided to become her fourth imperial concubine in peace, then if she did anything small, don't blame her for being ruthless.

Hearing that, Lin Miao Ran's heart turned cold, but she still braced herself and left medicine hall.

"If you like it, how about a little fourth imperial concubine killing you?" Feng Yan's words were as calm as if he was crushing an ant to death. Forget about Lin Miao Ran, he didn't even take Feng Tian Xiao seriously.

Lifting her head, a hint of helplessness flashed across Mo Yu's eyes. "Before she left the Lin Mansion, she was still the second daughter of the Lin Mansion, so I can't let father see the scene of her children being crippled."

This was the first reason. The second reason would naturally be revealed when spring arrived after the new year.

… ….

In the great hall of West Wing, Lin Chu Yue tightly pulled on the clothes, covering the traces Feng Yan left behind last night, and couldn't help but feel a little awkward. Seeing the laughter in the eyes of the crowd, someone rolled his eyes at Wang Feng and the others: "What are you laughing for, why are your teeth white?"

"Pa ~ ~ ~"

Unable to stand the strange looks from the crowd, Lin Chu Yue threw the medical records in her hand onto the table and turned to leave the West Wing Hall, but right after Lin Chu Yue left, three people laughed out loud in the hall, Liu Er and Uncle Lin could not help but laugh out loud for their young miss.

Last night, when they had sent someone to inform the king and saw the worried look on his face, everyone understood that the king truly loved his young miss. However, after an entire night and an entire morning, the prince's combat ability was truly formidable.

In the main hall of the West Wing, Wang Feng and Li Le were all grown up men, so they naturally knew what had happened. It was the first time they had seen Lin Chu Yue's awkward, helpless expression.

"Hahahaha ~ ~ ~"