Chapter 18: The Attack (2)

I saw that after the man in black received that slap, his tall body fell heavily to the ground, supporting half of his body with one hand, his eyes staring straight at Feng Yihan, his eyes were full of surprise, and the next moment his eyes were full of pain

A white robe floated to the ground, his eyes flashed, and his cold gaze fell straight on the open door: "Come out" The low and magnetic voice carried a thick chill.

The breeze flowed through the coolness of the room, raising the man's silver hair, and with the man's cold words, the quiet room added a bit of oppressive atmosphere.

"General Dongyang, Shangguan Yi has seen the King of the West," a clear voice sounded from outside the door.

Hearing the sound, the black-clothed man on the ground slowly stood up from the ground with difficulty, and his body, which couldn't stand up straight because of Feng Yihan's palm, barely stood up with the soft sword in his hand, bowing his body and his eyes followed Feng Yihan's eyes.

I saw Lan Lingxuan dressed in a green robe, half-cloaked in silver hair and slowly walked out of the door, with a little smile in his mouth, he raised his eyes to look at Feng Yihan, with a wave of his hand, a guard walked in with a fire fold in his hand, and after a while, the candlelight poured all over the room, and the spreading circle of light blurred Lan Lingxuan's eyes.

The moment the lights were turned on, he looked at the face of the woman in the arms of the man in white in the room, the delicate body was held in the arms of the man, the silver hair like a waterfall fell straight down, and the beautiful face was set off by the candlelight like a dream, like a fairy who had been separated from the world, with a quiet face, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he fell asleep peacefully like a baby.

The smile in the corner of his eyes froze for a moment, and then turned to a touch of jealousy from the bottom of his heart.

Feng Yihan looked down at the woman in his arms, sweet as silk, with a shallow smile on her beautiful face, as if she was having a very sweet dream, a warm feeling arose in her heart, a trace of softness flashed in her eyes, and when she turned to look at the man by the door, there was only a cold like a deep pool in her eyes.

"Yin Lei, didn't you say that I told you to tempt" Lan Lingxuan slowly walked into the room, although he seemed to be talking to Yin Lei, his eyes never turned to Yin Lei, his eyes looked at the man in the room carefully, and the crisp and pleasant room disturbed his thoughts.

Plain in white, gentle and elegant, handsome and free, Yin Lei's moves just now didn't hurt him at all, and that was when he was still holding a woman in his hands, if he didn't hold a woman in his hands, how terrible it would be, I didn't expect the king of Xiling to be so heroic, his eyes dimmed, and he was a little dim.

Feng Yihan, the king of Xiling, is really the number one difficult character to deal with.

"General Dongyang" Feng Yihan had a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, turned around elegantly, glanced at Yin Lei, who had just received a slap, and turned to look in the direction where Lan Lingxuan was standing: "The prince is the general of Dongyang, or the eleventh prince who is vying for the throne of the Dongyang Kingdom" The words revealed Lan Lingxuan's identity.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the bed in the center of the room, step by step, gracefully and freely, like flowing water.

When Feng Yihan said this, Lan Lingxuan and Yin Lei were taken aback.

Lan Lingxuan's hand in his sleeve unconsciously bent into a fist, and his unfazed eyes flashed a hint of surprise at that moment, he had secretly investigated him.

Feng Yihan turned his back to the two people in the room, looking at the woman's sleeping face, and the emotions in his eyes were bottomless.

He gently put down the woman in his arms and covered her with the futon, moving gently, as if he was taking care of his wife.

Slowly sitting next to the woman, her slender fingertips followed the woman's soft lines, brushing her hair, completely indifferent to the two people standing in the room, and the corners of her mouth raised a wicked but clear smile.

"Prince, I'm surprised why this king is investigating you" Without changing his cold voice, he looked sideways at the person standing not far away.

Lan Lingxuan met the gaze that looked at him, and his heart couldn't help but sink, his eyes were cold with a terrifying majesty, was it because he was the king.

"Ling Xuan is really curious about this, the King of the West is really a Mingjian"

There was a hint of impenetrable emotion on the handsome face, such as inquiry, fear, and something that could not be seen

Raising his eyes to look directly at the man on the edge of the bed, the soft light illuminated the man's handsome face, but the coldness was undiminished, and the slender fingertips were still lingering on the beautiful woman lying on the bed as if no one was around, and the anger in his heart was gradually surging, but he was forcibly blocked by reason.

There was no immediate response to the question, only to see Feng Yihan stand up, walk to the window, and look up at the sky.

The candle flame flickered, the light of the candles flowed, and the oppressive atmosphere of the room did not decrease, but it added a bit of mystery.

Lan Lingxuan looked at the figure standing in front of the window, his heart was in turmoil, his eyes glanced at Yin Lei on the side, his brows were deeply locked, obviously, the body that was supported by Yin Lei was a little unable to hold on, Lan Lingxuan raised his hand, and the guards outside the door took the seriously injured person down.

After a burst of messy footsteps, there were only two handsome men and a beautiful woman who had been ordered to sleep in the quiet room.

A gust of breeze blew through, making Feng Yihan's thoughts a little clearer, looking at the endless darkness outside the window, the scene that had just appeared in his mind made the thorn that had been suppressed in his heart ache faintly.

"The King of the West silently didn't answer why" Lan Lingxuan couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart, and opened his mouth first, and glanced at the woman who was lying on the bed safely, was it really for her to rush out the army.

"The prince should collect troops from this country and return to Dongyang as soon as possible" Although there was a sense of persuasion in the words, it was an implied threat, the man turned around, and his handsome face showed a smile, still so graceful and luxurious, and the elegance was peerless.

"Collect the troops" Lan Lingxuan also smiled back: "What did the king of the West say about this, Dongyang has never sent troops, but my father sent me to this country to marry the third princess of the country, Dongyang has never thought of sending troops, what is the word of collecting troops" The usual banter appeared on his face, but a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

"Oh" Feng Yihan glanced at Lan Lingxuan who had just arrived beside him from the corner of his eyes: "Does the prince think that the king of the east is your father, will let you compete with Xiling" The cold face was not moved: "I heard that the king of the east has made a decree and asked you to return to Dongyang, why, the prince wants to disobey the king's order."

Lan Lingxuan looked at the man in front of him, his graceful demeanor made him suddenly feel a feeling of suffocation, is it caused by the majesty emanating from him, it is so terrifying, in the past three years, since he ascended the throne, Xiling has been invincible, invincible, even his father is afraid of three points, once Chen Guolai envoy asked Dongyang Kingdom to come forward to shelter, the queen mother asked his father to send troops to help his uncle King Chen, the father who has always spoiled the queen mother cast a stern color, so far he does not dare to forget the attitude of his father towards the queen mother that day.