Feng Guang glanced at Xian Hui and said in a somewhat annoyed tone, "Is it strange that we're husband and wife?"
"No..." Xianhui just felt that this girl didn't look very old, yet she was already married.
Liu Nianfeng casually patted Feng Guang's head and laughed, "The banquet is in the front hall, so why is His Majesty of Nanxiang Kingdom in the backyard?"
"Are you the emperor of the Southern Xiang Kingdom?" Feng Guang asked in surprise.
“Exactly.” Xianhui wondered to himself why this man knew his identity. He said in a normal tone, “I got lost and ended up here. How did Young Master Liu know my identity?”
Liu Nianfeng said, "There is no member of the Southern Xiang royal family that I don't know."
This only made him seem more mysterious.
Xianhui suddenly couldn't figure out who he was, whether he was friend or foe, and why he was investigating the Nanxiang royal family.
Feng Guang quietly asked, "Is he a descendant of Xianlong?"
“Not bad.” He asked meaningfully, “Does Fengguang think he looks a lot like Xianlong?”
She looked at Xianhui again carefully, then shook her head at Liu Nianfeng, "No."
"That's good."
"What's good?"
He just smiled and didn't say anything.
I still remember that hundreds of years ago, she often said that Xianlong was beautiful.
If he didn't want to talk about it, there was no way she could get the information out of him. Feng Guang looked up at the sky and said, "My father's birthday banquet is about to begin."
"I'll be there soon, the scenery is beautiful."
Feng Guang glanced at Liu Nianfeng, then at Xian Hui. She didn't ask any further questions, but simply said, "Then hurry up and come over."
He nodded. "Okay."
Feng Guang then withdrew from his embrace and quickly left.
Xian Hui smiled calmly and said, "Does Young Master Liu have something he wants to say to me?"
What do you think of the scenery?
Xianhui paused, caught off guard by the question. He assumed the young master thought he was interested in his wife, so he quickly explained, "Madam Liu is very kind, but please don't misunderstand, young master. I only admire Madam Liu and have no other intentions."
"Just admiring?" Liu Nianfeng smiled slightly. "I thought you would find Feng Guang's eyes...to be very beautiful."
Xianhui's smile froze for a moment, but quickly returned to normal. "Madam Liu is beautiful, and her eyes are naturally beautiful too."
"So, Your Majesty, do you think my wife's eyes have any value worth keeping?"
A night breeze swept by, and Xianhui coughed a few times. "What do you mean by that, young master?"
"There are many people in this world who enjoy collecting things. Some people like to collect antiques, and some like to collect books, but Your Majesty is different from ordinary people."
Xianhui stopped coughing, squinted, and began to seriously examine the man in front of him. "Who exactly are you?"
"You just need to understand that the Southern Xiang royal family has no secrets from me, and I have no intention of meddling in other people's business." Liu Nianfeng smiled and said, "As far as I know, Your Majesty has always admired Leng Qingjue, and today, Leng Qingjue is also here. You might as well turn your attention back to Leng Qingjue. You should know that if you keep looking at my wife, I will want to gouge out your eyes."
Xianhui remained silent, assessing whether the man truly possessed such ability.
Liu Nianfeng smiled calmly and tossed him a medicine bottle. "Leng Qingjue is immune to all poisons. You've been struggling to find an opportunity, but what I'm giving you can make her unconscious for a while."
Xianhui's hand holding the medicine bottle trembled slightly, a sign of suppressed excitement. "Why are you helping me?"
"I was just solving a problem for my wife's family." Liu Nianfeng raised the corners of his lips and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, you must remember, do not have any improper ideas about people you should not touch. Only in this way can you live a long life."
Xianhui was astonished by the overwhelming pressure and remained silent for a long time.
Liu Nianfeng left with a faint smile before turning and departing.
He believed that Xianhui could understand his meaning and handle Leng Qingjue's matter well.
For him, all he needed to do was to casually remark on the wickedness of human nature while basking in the glory.
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