The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

Chapter 245 Inviting the Prince

Feng Yanan told Lin Xiuqing to wait in her room, and then left alone to invite the prince to come. Xue'er had been waiting outside, and when she saw Feng Yanan coming out, she quickly walked up to her and whispered a few words in Feng Yanan's ear. After hearing this, Feng Yanan's mouth curled up with a smug smile, as if he was confident about what was about to happen.

She turned to Xue'er and said, "Xue'er, watch her and don't let her run away. I'll go and ask the prince to come back soon." Xue'er looked worried after hearing this. She said anxiously, "Big sister, why don't you let me go with you? I'll be there to take care of you if anything happens."

Feng Yanan waved her hand and comforted her, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. You just stay here and don't give her a chance to escape." Seeing Feng Yanan's firm attitude, although Xue'er was still worried, she had no choice but to nod helplessly, and stood back in her place, staring at Lin Xiuqing in the room.

After the blessing ceremony, Yan Wuji heard that Master Shangzhen invited Feng Yanan to the Purple Cloud Hall tomorrow, and he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart. He stood there, frowning, with deep eyes, as if thinking about something.

Feng Yanan, the woman who was just a fool in everyone's eyes, why did she attract such special attention from Master Shangzhen? This puzzled Yan Wuji. He recalled Feng Yanan's various behaviors. Before, she was indeed a little stupid, unlearned, and only knew to follow him. But recently, she seemed to be a little abnormal. There was often a strange light in her eyes, as if she was hiding some secrets.

The sun was setting in the west, and everyone was tired after a day's work. They all went back to their rooms to rest. But Yan Wuji was still feeling depressed, so he couldn't calm down. So he took a walk alone.

He walked through the temple courtyard and came to a quiet bamboo forest. He walked slowly along the path, feeling the night breeze and listening to the Buddhist chants coming from afar.

However, the doubts in his heart did not dissipate. He kept recalling Feng Yanan's every move, trying to find some clues from it. He thought that maybe he could get some inspiration from Master Shangzhen when he met him tomorrow.

Yan Wuji was immersed in his own thoughts, and the recent differences in Feng Yanan kept emerging in his mind. She seemed to have become more independent and determined, no longer the little girl who relied on him blindly. This change made him both surprised and a little uneasy.

Just as he was lost in thought, he almost bumped into a pedestrian in front of him. He suddenly came to his senses and heard a clear female voice: "Your Highness, is there something on your mind?"

He looked up and saw a familiar yet rare woman standing in front of him. She was tall and elegant, like a bamboo standing proudly in the wind, with both the softness of a woman and the majesty of a royal family. She had a pretty face and a pair of bright eyes as deep as autumn water, revealing wisdom and determination. There was a calm temperament between her eyebrows, as if no matter how turbulent the world was, she could maintain inner peace and composure.

She was also very particular about her attire. Today she was wearing an elegant purple long skirt, the hem of which swayed gently, like a purple cloud. The skirt was embroidered with delicate phoenix patterns, symbolizing the nobility and glory of the royal family. She wore a golden belt around her waist, which not only made her waist look slender, but also added a bit of luxury.

Her hair was tied up high, with a gold and jade hairpin inserted in it, which swayed gently as she walked, making a pleasant sound. A pair of crystal clear pearl earrings hung on her ears, making her skin look even whiter than snow.

It was the eldest princess Yan Wanyi. Yan Wuji had always respected this imperial sister and felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy every time he saw her. He thought that it might be because they were born on the same day!

He bowed slightly, saluted to Yan Wanyi and said, "I am sorry for being rude. I am sorry to have made you laugh."

Princess Yan Wanyi's feelings for Yan Wuji seem to be more special and deeper than those for other princes. Although the princes in the palace have never stopped fighting for power, and they maintain harmony on the surface, deep in her heart, she has an indescribable feeling for Yan Wuji.

Perhaps because they were from the same lineage and had the same blood, she felt closer to and understood Yan Wuji in a different way. Whenever Yan Wuji struggled in the vortex of the palace, she could always read the unwillingness and helplessness, the desire for power and... in his eyes.

She often prayed silently for Yan Wuji in her heart, hoping that he could protect himself in this game of power, and also hoped that he could find his own path. She didn't understand where this feeling came from.

Looking at Yan Wuji, a trace of concern flashed in her eyes, and she said softly: "Seeing you like this, are there any troubles? Why not tell me, maybe the emperor sister can share some of your worries."