Eyes dodged, facing Yan Fengmian's clean and dark eyes, he didn't have the courage to look at him at all.

Yan Fengmian was right, he regretted it, and he regretted it all the time in his midnight dream-

"Don't talk about it......"

He closed his eyes in embarrassment, and in the cold wind, his tall figure was slightly rickety, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Brother Huang, I never thought that you, who have always been mild-mannered, would say such heartfelt things." Yan Nanchao smiled bitterly.

"It's you who are stunned, let's go."

Yan Fengmian raised his hand slightly, his fingers were slender and his bones were distinct.

Every inch of the body is perfect to the extreme-

Yan Nanchao saw that the chariot had been lifted, and he unwillingly chased after Yan Fengmian, "Brother Huang, you will understand in the future that Su Yan is as superficial as other women, and what they look at is just your face!" ”

This sentence is inevitably out of place, and it invisibly mocks Yan Fengmian.

It's like putting the facts on the surface, accusing Yan Fengmian of being useless except for his face, otherwise, he is physically disabled, how can any woman be willing to marry him?

"Your Highness the Seventh, please be cautious!" Xun Jiuqi's lips pursed, and he couldn't help but give a cold warning.

People like General Su hold His Royal Highness in the palm of their hands, and when they face His Highness, they are gentle and unpresentable.

Why does Yan Nanchao look down on His Royal Highness?

"I'm ......," Yan Nanchao moved her lips.

I heard a voice wrapped in a gentle smile, and the clear and cold timbre was very good.

"It's just that I still have a face that she can like."

In his tone, he completely let himself fall into Su Yan's hands, and he was as happy as he was-

Yan Nanchao staggered two steps, the blood on his face faded, and he finally understood. Yan Fengmian's so-called mildness was just a disguise he was used to, and his heart was harder than a thousand years of ice.

All his blows, in Yan Fengmian's opinion, were not worth mentioning.

"Brother Huang!"

Yan Nanchao grabbed his chariot, his voice hoarse and embarrassed.

"I know it's wrong, can you return her to your brother? It's the younger brother who was stunned, and he liked her early on, but he refused to admit it! Brother Huang, there are so many people who like you, so you let your brother go, okay? ”

Xun Jiu saw his stubborn appearance and was disgusted.

Is this still the invincible Seven Princes?

Yan Fengmian directly turned cold, and the smile faded from the bottom of his eyes.

The powerful momentum around him made people breathless.

This is the first time he has revealed his true appearance in front of outsiders. Just for him to protect the woman at the tip of his heart and not tolerate blasphemy.

"Yannan Dynasty."

Yan Fengmian hooked his lips, and his smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. Obviously, his face is still so clear and gentle, but Yan Nanchao can't notice the slightest intimacy.

"You used to treat Rou'er's enthusiasm as a stalker, and you disdained her. So now, how do you think that she will take a fancy to you now? ”

Yan Nan's lips trembled.

"I didn't do anything to you, it's the last bit of mercy for me as a brother."

"Don't think too well of me, I'm not a Bodhisattva," Yan Fengmian always had a smile on his eyebrows, always giving people a sense of compassion, and the words spit out from the light-colored thin lips at this time made Yan Nanchao fall into an ice cellar, and it was bitterly cold.

"Yan'er is so good, I can't bear to give her away, go back, it's cold outside."

Yan Fengmian gathered the fox fur, and the sky shrouded in thick fog did not know when heavy snow would fall.

He vaguely heard the roar of Yan Nanchao behind him.

The trapped beast is still fighting——

Scold......