Chapter 273 Jealous

An Yunxi relaxed a little under the gentle gaze. She blinked and said, "I don't object to the prince's actions, but I think Ling Changyu is not guilty of death."

Ling Fengxun asked doubtfully, "If he wants to kill you, will Xier still care about his old feelings?"

An Yunxi said solemnly, "If he really wants to kill me, I will definitely not let him go, but I don't think he did it."

Ling Fengxun raised his eyebrows, and his tone was a little jealous.

He said sourly, "Xier knows him well, worthy of being childhood sweethearts."

An Yunxi couldn't help laughing when she heard it.

She tilted her head and kissed Ling Fengxun on the lips without any hesitation.

It was just a touch like a dragonfly skimming the water, and the soft touch seemed to stick to his heart.

Ling Fengxun's pretended little emotion could no longer be suppressed in an instant, and his pair of dark blue eyes became as bright as stars at this moment.

He licked the corner of his lips almost subconsciously, as if he was savoring the taste of the kiss just now.

An Yunxi smiled and asked, "Childhood sweethearts are not as good as a perfect match sent from heaven, right, Your Highness?"

Perfect match?

Ling Fengxun was comforted instantly.

All his emotions turned into joy at this moment, and the slight coldness in his eyes had long since disappeared.

He really wanted to kill Ling Changyu.

Killing a prince was not a big deal for him.

If it wasn't for torturing Concubine Hui, he could even kill Concubine Hui together.

Even if the other party had some relationship with the Anguo Marquisate.

No one else's plea would change Ling Fengxun's decision. Only An Yunxi's words could make him obey.

"The person who gave the order was indeed not Ling Changyu. He just wanted to take the blame for Concubine Hui. Concubine Hui and Doctor Gu should be ambitious to plot for the throne."

Ling Fengxun told An Yunxi all his speculations.

An Yunxi's face showed an expression of "as expected".

She also had some guesses, so she decided to spare Ling Changyu's life.

The two have been friends since childhood, and Concubine Hui also has a close relationship with the Anguo Marquisate. Without considering others, she would choose to let him go for the sake of the feelings they had since childhood.

Ling Fengxun said, "Xi'er, you are letting Ling Changyu go, and the third prince must die."

An Yunxi understood what Ling Fengxun meant.

It turned out that the prince had already made some plans.

"Fake death?"

Ling Fengxun nodded slightly: "You can imitate Doctor Gu."

An Yunxi touched her nose: "Isn't this an accident for Doctor Gu? And he was not dead in the first place. Doesn't the prince plan to tell others that he is not dead?"

Ling Fengxun raised the corners of his lips, but there was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

"He is the mastermind involved in your assassination, and he has a close relationship with Concubine Hui. Ling Changyu is very likely their son, not the blood of the late emperor. What do you think will happen to the Gu family if this gets out?"

An Yunxi took a breath of cold air.

This young imperial physician of the Gu family dared to do such a thing.

He is completely putting his own family on the fire!

If this matter is exposed, not only him, but also the entire family will be destroyed because of his ambition.

This is a crime of treason!

An Yunxi rubbed his eyebrows: "Let's leave this man to you, the prince, to solve. Since he is already dead, he should be buried as soon as possible."

Ling Fengxun couldn't help but chuckle.

An Yunxi raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

"What are you laughing at, Your Highness?"

"I thought that my beloved concubine was kind-hearted and wanted to ask for a way out for him."

An Yunxi stared at Ling Fengxun in a daze.

"How can Your Highness see that I'm a good person?"

Ling Fengxun raised his hand and held An Yunxi's waist.

Then he covered her lips without hesitation, leaving her no room to escape.

An Yunxi suddenly widened her eyes. She didn't expect that the kiss just now would arouse the man's interest.

Thinking of the scene a few days ago when her waist was about to break, she quickly raised her hand to push it away.

"Your Highness, my waist, my waist is not healed yet!"

An Yunxi's eyes and cheeks were red, her beautiful eyes were moist, and her eyelashes were stained with a little mist.

Her body is too sensitive now. After giving birth, it is even more unbearable than before. When

her waist is touched slightly, she feels her body is limp and she has no strength.

Ling Fengxun, however, carefully let her relax completely, as if he knows her body better than she does.

"Don't worry, Xier, I will pay attention."

"Your Majesty, um..."

Night fell.

Suddenly, scattered snowflakes began to fall outside the window.

Slowly, in the dark night, the snowflakes gradually became bigger and bigger.

It would snow at this time of year in previous years.

But such heavy snow is still rare.

Beiling Imperial City is not far from Beifeng City. People here looked at the snowflakes falling outside the window and thought it was nothing at first.

But a day and a night passed and the snow never stopped.

The weather suddenly cooled down, and every household had to light charcoal fires, including the palace.

The two little guys, who had been in bed for more than a month, were still lying on the bed.

Xiaoyu's complexion was better, because she had been taking the prescription left by An Yunhe to recuperate her body. Although she still looked much thinner, she was in better spirits.

Chunyue put the beds of the two little guys side by side, and when she had nothing to do, she would shake the wave drum in front of them.

Mrs. Du was also free during this period, so she came to help take care of the children.

An Yunxi walked through the corridor and stood at the door to take a look at the snowflakes outside. When Mrs. Du opened the door and came out, she saw her standing outside for a long time.

"Xi'er, go inside quickly, don't catch a cold."

For An Yunxi, she had just come out of confinement.

Mrs. Du was worried about her health and tore off a piece of clothing to put on her.

An Yunxi held Mrs. Du's hand and looked at her mother who looked fine. Thinking of how Mrs. Du had not come here to see her and the child for a long time after An Yunhe left, she knew that her mother had a hurdle in her heart.

But this hurdle could only be overcome by herself, and no one could help.

As soon as An Yunxi opened her mouth, smoke swirled around, and it was obvious that it was indeed very cold today.

"Mom, I'm fine, you go in first."

Mrs. Du was about to turn around when she saw a figure walking over in the snow.

Even An Yunxi, who was standing under the corridor, was slightly stunned.

The person who came was dressed in a black robe, and snowflakes were falling on the person in the black cloak.

The white hair was like snow, which contrasted with the flying snow. The black cloak swayed slightly in the wind, and the snowflakes lightly covered it, as if adding a touch of coolness to it.

The handsome face, against the background of the snowflakes, looked even more aloof and outstanding.