Chapter 18 Secrets

These words were completely fabricated by her.

Chu Wanran knew Ling Fengxun's character very well. He was domineering and ruthless, and he would not tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes.

No matter why An Yunxi could catch his eye, now that she belonged to Ling Fengxun, Ling Fengxun would definitely not allow her to still think about someone else.

Even if these words of hers did not have the desired effect, they could still make An Yunxi suffer more!

Who dared to put on a bad face in front of her and hurt her!

Chu Wanran touched her face, and then saw Ling Fengxun's expression become even colder as she wished.

"What did she ask you to tell her?"

"She said,"

Chu Wanran paused, and said seriously, "She didn't say anything, but asked me to tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to wait for her, and said she still wanted to be his Crown Princess."

She knew what kind of consequences her words would have on An Yunxi.

Chu Wanran didn't plan to leave, so she wanted to stand at the door and wait to see what was going to happen.

She couldn't wait to hear An Yunxi's screams and wails, or even beg for mercy!

Ling Fengyan looked at her with increasingly cold eyes, and a trace of indifference flowed through his eyes.

"Did she really say that?"

Chu Wanran nodded heavily, "Yes."

Ling Fengyan's face showed no emotion, he just said to Chu Wanran, "You wait here."

He asked the other men to watch Chu Wanran.

Chu Wanran didn't know that danger was about to come, and was waiting to eat melons with great interest.

An Yunxi had also observed the movement outside and heard footsteps.

Normally, Ling Fengxun came to the backyard mostly at night, but he came back so early today, before it got dark.

She sat on a chair by the window and looked at the gate of the courtyard. Sure enough, she saw the tall figure of Ling Fengxun. He was wearing

a black python pattern court dress, which made him look noble.

His steps were steady and powerful, and his body was as straight as a pine tree, especially that handsome face. An Yunxi felt that she would never get tired of looking at it.

Seeing Ling Fengxun again, her mind was slightly shaken, and desire gradually spread in her bones and blood.

An Yunxi got up, walked out of the door, and took the initiative to greet him.

She raised her eyes with a smile and said, "Prince, why did you come back just now?"

Ling Fengxun came to her expressionlessly, and then stopped.

"Go back to the room."

Ling Fengxun's voice was calm and steady.

Her wrist was grabbed, and the servants saw the prince's cold face, and the people who were originally guarding the yard retreated.

The door was closed, and it was too quiet here.

An Yunxi followed him back to the room, and she spoke slowly: "Chu Wanran came just now, and said she would take me away."

Ling Fengxun heard An Yunxi's voice and stopped at the door.

"Well, what else did she do?"

An Yunxi raised her eyes and let the other party hold her hand tightly.

"She also showed me a portrait that she stole from the prince's study, saying that I look a lot like the prince's white moonlight sweetheart." It

was different from the last life.

She wouldn't care about anything, she would just say it if she was unhappy, and she would strike first!

A group of wolves and tigers with bad intentions surrounded her and Ling Fengxun, so that in the last life, the two of them were deceived and cheated by each other, and the misunderstandings piled up one after another, just like a tangled mess that could n't be untied

. An Yunxi took out the portrait with her other hand without hesitation and slapped it in front of Ling Fengxun.

Maybe Chu Wanran never dreamed that she would be so easily exposed by her for reminding An Yunxi not to tell anyone.

It was clearly placed between the two of them.

Ling Fengxun's eyes fell on the portrait. He was slightly surprised at first, and then the expression on his face became a little strange.

An Yunxi held back her laughter and tilted her head, wanting to see Ling Fengxun's expression more clearly at this moment.

Ling Fengxun held the portrait, his throat rolled, and just as he was about to speak, he saw An Yunxi's eyes suddenly reddened.

Then she threw herself into his arms, her voice choking.

"Did the prince take me back because I look a bit like the prince's sweetheart? If so, then the prince can just use me as a substitute for that person, I won't be sad."

She didn't look like she wasn't sad at all when she said this.

Tears flowed so much that they even wet Ling Fengxun's clothes.

Ling Fengxun stood there stiffly, he really couldn't handle An Yunxi like this, his mind lost for a moment, his eyes changed, and he opened his thin lips: "No"

An Yunxi: "No what?"

She forced Ling Fengxun to speak.

Ling Fengxun lowered his eyes, feeling the soft touch of the woman in his arms, raised his hand, and gently placed it on her head.

Even though these words were somewhat difficult to say, he was forced to this point, and he couldn't hide this little secret anymore.