Will he really resist his father's will, his father is afraid of this elegant and comfortable man in front of him, just because Xiling and Dongyang are similar in strength, if this war starts, Dongyang may not be able to get a trace of benefits, and at this time Dongyang is in several places in the country is causing disasters, and the troops and food and grass are worried, it is really unwise to provoke a war at this time, even if he is his father's favorite prince, he can't bet on the fate of this country

Lan Lingxuan frowned slightly and his face was solemn, while Feng Yihan was still standing elegantly in front of the window, looking up at the sky, as if he was thinking about something, his black eyes were as dark and deep as that night, making it impossible to see through.

After a long time, Feng Yihan slowly opened his mouth: "The pros and cons are weighed, the prince should think clearly" did not change Qing Yue's voice, it seemed that the time just now was reserved for Lan Lingxuan to think.

Lan Lingxuan didn't respond, the reflection projected by the long figure was unusually long by the light and shadow, and the solemn look on his face became more and more obvious under the light, and he was silent.

His eyes were slightly stunned, and in the dim light, he suddenly lit up, as if he was thinking of something.

"Ling Xuan implores the King of the West to let go of Brother Nine Princes" arched his hands, looked down at the ground, his forehead hair covered his eyes, and he couldn't see the emotions clearly.

Feng Yihan turned to look at the man in front of him, and in Qing Yue's eyes, there was a flash of appreciation, and a hint of surprise: "I have heard that the eleventh prince of Dongyang Kingdom is both civil and military, and he is very smart, and when I see it today, it seems that this rumor is true, the prince is so courageous, and he actually talked about the conditions with this king" A hint of banter appeared on the man's handsome face.

"But this is not the king's final say" raised his eyebrows lightly, and looked at the man in front of him with interest: "King Wei has been trapped in that enchantment for so long, presumably he will not let go of the prince's brother easily" Wei Guo is a small country, of course he didn't dare to ask Dongyang Xingshi for the crime, but now and the past are not comparable, Wei Guo has received Xiling's assistance, naturally Wei Wang will not let go of Lan Lingxu.

"As long as the King of the West says a word, presumably the King of Wei will not fail to give the King of the West face" Lan Lingxuan looked at the man in front of him with a calm face, under the cold light, there was invisible pain in his eyes, no matter what, he wanted to keep Lan Lingxu

Feng Yihan glanced at Lan Lingxuan, and suddenly a cold smile appeared: "Okay, this king promises you" In the unfathomable eyes, they are as deep as that deep pool, and they can't see the bottom.

"Thank you King Xi" looked up at Feng Yihan, his eyes were full of puzzlement, he thought he would reject himself, but for some reason he agreed so heartily, he couldn't guess such a deep thought.

Thanking him, he glanced at the woman on the bed again, his face was safe, and the smiling face that appeared on his face flashed in his mind, the softness in Lan Lingxuan's eyes slowly overflowed, but his heart couldn't stop hurting, he knew that he was losing now, what he lost to was power, he was the king of a country, and he was just a prince, he only lost power, in an instant, his eyes were cold, but he would get her, he would definitely turn around and dress decisively, without looking at the man next to him, and turned to leave.

When the footsteps behind him gradually faded away, Feng Yihan turned his body to the place where the woman was, his eyes fell on the woman's sleeping face, and the beautiful lip line outlined a beautiful arc.

Moving to the side of the bed, the slender fingers tapped the woman's body, the woman's black and dense eyelashes fanned her wings like a butterfly, and the woman's clear eyes were as clear as water, and the man's warm and jade smile was reflected in the woman's clear eyes.

"Cold, here it is" The familiar fragrance, the familiar bed, the familiar crisp and pleasant voice: "It's Luo Yuan''''''" The woman muttered softly, as if to confirm the facts she saw in her eyes.

"Hmm" is gentle like water, with a characteristic low and hoarse, very good.

Feng Yihan sat down along the edge of the bed, with infinite tenderness in his eyes, his slender fingertips lingered between the woman's hair, combing her slightly messy hair, and with a pull of his other arm, he brought the woman who had just woken up into his arms.

"Jing'er" is still as warm as the voice of water: "I said that I won't destroy the country, I won't" He will do it, and he has done it, and there seems to be a magnet in his voice, so that his heart is also deeply attracted.

Lin Xiying leaned on the man's broad chest, his eyes with a hint of confusion and puzzlement.

Why did you say this suddenly, why did you "cold" Lin Xiying leave the man's chest and meet the man's eyes full of tenderness, the softness in his eyes was like the quagmire, which made her deeply attracted along with her body and mind.

Her face was bewildered, and he wanted to give her a joy.

"Don't ask anything" The slender fingertips touched the skin on her face with a hint of coolness to make her uncomfortable, but she looked at the man in front of her, graceful and calm, with a reassuring smile between her eyebrows, it seemed that he was completely sure that he would not destroy the country, and he would not destroy the country with his own hands, and the words that came out of his mouth made her feel at ease, and the feeling of incomparable peace of mind, like the warmth felt in winter, penetrated into the bottom of her heart.

"Tomorrow will know" The soft voice sounded in the ears, the man spit out the heat in the neck, so that the heart couldn't help but be intoxicated, closed his eyes, the man's soft kiss fell, the neck, earlobes, cheeks were dense, and the crispy numb feeling was transmitted to the whole body, stirring the throbbing in the heart.

The breeze flowed, the curtain rose and fell with the wind, and the light overflowed, illuminating the incomparably ambiguous room

The breeze is shining, and the bright light shines obliquely into the room, bringing in the light of the room, but there is a hint of dryness.

The woman by the window**, the bright light illuminated her face.

Yan'er brought her good news early in the morning, that is, King Wei had recovered from a serious illness and had begun to summon some ministers to discuss state affairs.

When Yan'er told herself the good news, the big stone in her heart also fell, although she had doubts, but she didn't show it, just because then the man's soft voice sounded in her ears, she knew that it was he who rescued the king from Fenglin's hands, but why did he say that he was cured of a serious illness to hide people's eyes and ears, or what

A familiar voice sounded behind the "princess".

She turned around and smiled at him.

"I have heard this morning that the king has recovered from a serious illness, the princess should be relieved" Feng Yin looked at the woman's smile, and the haze in her heart instantly became as bright as the bright sunshine outside the window.