Chapter 495 Dreamland

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Report, Your Majesty, the third prince of Mobei wants to see you."

Ling Fengxun narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought for a while before he remembered who this person was.

"Let him in."

Nearly half a year has passed.

Sang Luo has also been a hostage in Beiling Kingdom for such a long time.

During this period, although Ling Fengxun was not in the imperial city, the negotiations with Mobei were still going on.

After many communications, Mobei agreed to some of Beiling Kingdom's conditions and made certain concessions in some aspects, showing its importance to the third prince Sang Luo.

Most importantly, Sang Luo sent the news that Ling Fengxun was the son of the princess of the Western Regions back to the royal city. The princess of Mobei immediately replied, saying that Mobei was willing to completely rely on Beiling State and become its vassal, truly opening up the trade route in Mobei.

From now on, Mobei will no longer be independent, but will become a vassal king with a title of Beiling State, permanently stationed in the north for Beiling State.

All these things happened in the past six months. Sang Luo could have gone back when the contract was signed, but he refused.

He would run to the palace when he had nothing to do. The gifts he sent to Miss Wen could fill up a room.

The intention of pursuing her was too obvious. Now everyone in the capital knows that the prince from Mobei has taken a fancy to the princess of their Nanqi Kingdom.

Wen Lingrou's expression suddenly froze. She immediately stood up and said to An Yunxi with some embarrassment: "I have some things to do at home, so I will go back first."

An Yunxi was slightly stunned: "But"

Before An Yunxi finished speaking, Wen Lingrou had already walked out in a panic.

As a result, as soon as she reached the door, she ran into Sang Luo who rushed over.

The third prince's eyes lit up for a moment, and then he saluted respectfully: "Princess"

As a result, before he could finish speaking, Wen Lingrou disappeared .

Sang Luo instantly showed a look of loss, touched the back of his head with his hand, and felt a little uneasy.

An Yunxi didn't know what happened yet. She walked out of the lobby curiously. Seeing Sang Luo standing at the door, she narrowed her eyes and asked in a cold voice: "How did you make Lingrou angry?"

When Sang Luo heard An Yunxi's voice, he immediately turned around and saluted again: "I have met the princess. I don't understand what you said. When did I dare to offend Miss Wen?"

An Yunxi raised her eyebrows: "But Lingrou left as soon as she saw you. Tell me, what did you do to her?"

Sang Luo was even more innocent. He said with a wronged look: "I just fell in love with the princess at first sight and wanted to pursue her, but the princess seemed to avoid me like a snake and scorpion. I think there must be some misunderstanding!"

An Yunxi understood.

Good guy, her best friend was targeted by someone.

She looked Sang Luo up and down, and her first impression of him was that he was a rather sinister guy, and definitely a playboy.

When she first met him, he was accompanied by a pair of twin girls with outstanding looks, and his status as a member of a royal family made people think that he was too unrestrained.

But later she roughly understood that the two maids were just guards trained by his mother, the Princess of Mobei, who were highly skilled in martial arts and meticulous in mind. They were there to protect the safety of the young master, and were not Sang Luo's concubines. She had also met Qingyan

and Qingyi, both of whom were good girls. They were only loyal to the young master Sang Luo, and had no other feelings.

But even so, Sang Luo's status in An Yunxi's heart was still not high.

After all, in her last life, An Yunxi clearly remembered how Lingrou died tragically after going to Mobei.

By then, the mountains were high and the roads were long, and she had no way to protect Wen Lingrou's safety, so she would never allow her friend to repeat the same mistake again.

She didn't agree with this marriage!

An Yunxi crossed her arms and said to Sang Luo, "I advise you not to waste your thoughts. There are many good men in the capital, and there are countless people who like Lingrou. You really can't rank among them, and Lingrou's parents will not let her marry far away."

She directly brought up Wen Lingrou's parents.

Sure enough, Sang Luo was a little depressed after hearing this, lowering his eyes, and the emotions in his eyes kept surging.

Suddenly, she heard Sang Luo say, "I don't know why, but the first time I saw Miss Wen, there was a voice in my heart telling me that I must marry her in this life. I have never thought of being with any woman in my life."

An Yunxi raised her eyebrows, and suddenly smiled.

"Third Prince, your sweet words may deceive a three-year-old child, but there is no need to say such things in front of me."

"Definitely not deceiving."

Sang Luo's breathing became a little hurried.

He seemed to have made up his mind long ago.

"Although my pursuit has caused some trouble to Miss Wen, I will not give up. Even if I don't go back to Mobei, I will try my best. Don't worry, Princess. If she doesn't agree, I won't force her to do anything. I just want her to know my feelings."

"Not going back to Mobei? You are the next heir of Mobei. If you don't go back, all your efforts in the past years will be in vain. If you really let someone else sit on the throne, you may not be able to protect anyone." Ling Fengxun's voice suddenly came, clear and cold.

But it was like a thunderbolt exploding in Sang Luo's ears.

Sang Luo's face turned pale in an instant, and he raised his eyes to look at Ling Fengxun who came out of the room inside.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

The corners of his lips moved, but he was thinking carefully about Ling Fengxun's words, and his eyes became redder and redder.

In fact, there were many things he couldn't say.

Since he met Wen Lingrou, he would have some strange dreams from time to time.

The dreams were too real, and he didn't know where these dreams came from, but in that dream, there were only two figures.

One was himself.

The other was Wen Lingrou .

The gentle and elegant woman was like a fleeting firework, igniting the light in his eyes, making his originally deep heart gradually change and become brighter.

Maybe, it wasn't the first time he saw Wen Lingrou that he fell in love at first sight, or maybe he had had a similar dream before, so that when he really saw the woman in reality, he was so moved.

Sang Luo smiled bitterly: "You are right, if after this year, the princess still has no good feelings towards me, I will leave and never bother you again."

After saying this, Sang Luo asked his subordinates behind him to place the gifts sent from Mobei in the palace, and then turned around and said goodbye.

The person he wanted to see was not here, he just needed to say hello.

An Yunxi narrowed her eyes and glanced at Sang Luo's back, and frowned involuntarily.

She felt that this Sang Luo was a little bit wrong.

However, she had inquired from Baili Yunhe about Sang Luo's deeds in his previous life. She heard that he later succeeded as the King of Mobei and stayed in Mobei for the next few decades, never coveting even a cent of the Central Plains.

She also heard from Baili Yunhe that the seemingly romantic new king of Mobei never married in his life and did not even leave any offspring. When he died, he handed over the entire Mobei to his nephew to inherit.