On the other side, Nangong Yuanyi and his men had just walked past the corner of the Prime Minister's Mansion. A woman in a cloak stood in the rain. The rain was too heavy and she could not see the face of the person opposite, but she vaguely knew that it was a woman.
"Stop." Cheng Feng walked in front wearing a bamboo hat.
At this time, the woman slowly walked towards this side holding a fan, and Cheng Feng shouted: "Who are you?"
The woman wore a black hat, her face was still covered with a veil, and she held a rain fan. Her clothes, shoes and socks were all wet. She said softly: "Wei Cheng, I want to see the crown prince."
There was no one on the street at this time, and it was pitch black all around. When Cheng Feng got closer, he could clearly see the face under her cloak, and said in surprise: "Miss Lin."
Cheng Feng knew that Lin Jingxian admired the prince, but in the middle of the night, this charming grandson wanted to see the prince. They had just come out of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Could it be that the Lin Mansion sent this charming lady to assassinate the prince.
Immediately, Cheng Feng tightened his coir raincoat and cape and entered a state of alert.
Seeing Cheng Feng put his hand on the handle of the knife, Lin Jingxian's eyes widened in fright, and she quickly explained: "Servant Cheng, don't get me wrong, I just want to meet the prince, I have something to say to him."
Lin Jingxian did not expect that Wen Tingting would dare to commit suicide by jumping off a building for the love in her heart. She had also admired the prince for many years, but she always pretended to be the most beautiful woman in Kyoto. Even if she occupied the position of the most beautiful woman, Nangong Yuanyi never looked at her. , he doesn't like himself, but he likes An Xiyue. For An Xiyue, the prince can even risk his life. Lin Jingxian doesn't want to wait any longer. For her own happiness, she has to take the first step.
Cheng Feng then said: "If Miss Lin has anything to say, Cheng Feng can do it for you."
Cheng Feng also felt that the people in the Lin Mansion were abnormal and the entire Lin Mansion was eerie. Cheng Feng did not want Lin Jingxian to get close to the Crown Prince because he was afraid that the Crown Prince would not be able to treat Miss An.
Lin Jingxian glanced at the team behind her. She took a lot of risks and mustered up the courage to come out tonight. She heard that he was going to break into the house with his troops. She thought she could see him, so she made a special request for it. After dressing up, she didn't come out from the side door until she watched his figure leave in the dark.
Nangong Yuanyi rode forward. The rain was getting lighter but not stopping. He brought dozens of city patrol soldiers out and had to take them back immediately. He heard the conversation between Cheng Feng and Lin Jingxian, and when he thought that she was from the Lin Mansion, His attitude was a bit colder: "Ms. Lin, if you have anything to say, tell her as soon as possible."
Lin Jingxian's big watery eyes stared at the man in front of her who was like a direct immortal, and she was very excited. It was obvious that her hands and feet were frozen and stiff, but there was a slight blush on her cheeks.
It was obvious that she had already thought about what to say before seeing him, and she must tell him her true thoughts, but at this moment, it was as if there was a huge stone pressing on her chest, and she didn't know how to speak.
"Since nothing happens, Miss Lin, please give way."
Nangong Yuanyi's voice was cold and waveless, without any pity.
Hearing this in Lin Jingxian's ears immediately made her retreat. If she confessed her love to him, it would definitely embarrass her, but she was unwilling to give in and said: "Jingxian wants to ask the eldest son, is he really only willing to marry An Xiyue in this life?" As a wife?"
Lin Jingxian had already found out everything about him and An Xiyue in Kyoto. Even though she knew that those things might be true, she still wanted to ask them out personally. She wanted to seize happiness by herself.
Nangong Yuanyi squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Lin Jingxian. He saw that her whole body was wet. It was pitiful to wait alone in the rain, but he didn't want her to be like Wen Tingting. Her voice was a bit colder, like the King of Hell Rakshasa. "You don't need Miss Lin to worry about who this prince will marry."
