Chapter 492 Even the God of War Dare to Fight

Xue Yuanguo smiled and said: "I haven't seen her true face, but she is really courageous. She dared to confront Concubine De and the Crown Prince. That woman looks a lot like you!"

"A concubine and a prince are nothing, she is not even the king..." Feng Qingchen said halfway before sniffing and stopped talking.

Xue Yuanguo was stunned: "Does she even dare to fight against you, the God of War?"

Feng Qingchen raised her chin slightly and said very arrogantly and coldly: "She still doesn't know my identity. If she knew my identity, I'm sure this woman would be pestering me all day long like a pug. Money wants power and status!”

Xue Yuanguo shook his head: "I'm disgusted by what I saw. There's such a stubbornness in that woman that even I'm scared when I look at her!"

Feng Qingchen snorted coldly: "You flatter her, and you see, she will soon come to your door and start a relationship with you!"

Xue Yuanguo raised his eyebrows: "Really? I'm looking forward to it. My mother has a stubborn personality. She has only had one Xue An to serve her for so many years, but she has never taken anyone seriously. Since she is willing to accept Liu Lanhua as her disciple, this There must be something extraordinary about Liu Lanhua, and I would rather have more contact with this junior sister!"

As Xue Yuanguo spoke, he looked tentatively at Feng Qingchen's face, "You won't object, right?"

Feng Qingchen snorted coldly, "Why should I object?"

Xue Yuanguo laughed: "That's good!"

Feng Qingcheng glanced at Xue Yuanguo evilly, always feeling that Xue Yuanguo's smile was really uncomfortable.

After a night, Concubine Rou's condition finally stabilized. She woke up in the morning and said she was hungry and wanted to drink millet porridge.

Long Yule quickly ordered people to cook rice porridge, and then went next door to call An Yi.

On the bed, An Yi lay fully clothed, with a few strands of untied soft hair spread out on her shoulders, entwining enchantingly around her jade-white collarbone like silk threads, giving her a kind of pity-like beauty.

Long Yule looked at her with indescribable tenderness. He gently stepped forward and sat in front of An Yi, looking from the woman's eyebrows, nose and mouth to her thin and white neck.

Looking at the familiar green color on An Yi's neck, Long Yule was stunned. He reached out intuitively, but suddenly met An Yi's open eyes.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not..." Long Yule looked embarrassed and hurriedly explained in a low voice, lest An Yi think that he was a follower and wanted to do something shady.

An Yi opened his eyes, but seemed not to have heard Long Yule's words. He raised his eyes and asked, "What time is it? Is Concubine Rou awake?"

Long Yule nodded.

An Yi stood up and realized that the veil on her face had fallen off at some point. She quickly pulled it up.

"Your face before..." the third prince asked in a low voice.

"I'm a doctor, and it's not easy to make my face red and swollen. As for the black birthmark, I painted it on because I was afraid that the Queen would see my face. Unexpectedly, I deceived the Eighth Prince!" An Yi said, putting on his shoes. Bed, "I'm going to see Concubine Rou first!"

Long Yule nodded and looked at An Yi's back, his eyes blank.

His jade was obviously lost in the palace that night more than three years ago. Why was it with Liu Lanhua?

Although he had always suspected that Liu Lanhua was An Linglong, he didn't see An Linglong that night. Why did Yujue...