The cold wind was biting, and Feng Junchen's words were carried by the cold wind and wafted to Chen Xi's ears, feeling a bit cold.
Intuition told Chen Xi that Feng Junchen was not just praising her.
However, smart people know how to stay away from people with bad intentions. After all, she is not strong enough now. After all, her top priority today is to enter the Warcraft Forest and contract with the Warcraft.
She smiled naively, as if she didn't understand the deep meaning of Feng Junchen's words: "Haha, thank you for the compliment, Your Highness."
Seeing that Situ Xian'er looked at her with eyes full of envy, jealousy and hatred, she smiled softly and asked, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Miss Situ are also here to contract with the magical beasts?"
Hearing this, Feng Junchen raised his chin and couldn't hide his pride: "That's not true. I have contracted a seventh-level spirit beast in the early years. I am here today just for official business and to inspect.
That’s all.”
"Ah! Those who are qualified to contract spiritual beasts are martial arts masters of the fire element or above. Your Highness, are you still a seventh-level martial arts master? How awesome!"
Chen Xi pretended to be surprised and whispered, thinking to himself: Boy, now that you're done showing off, hurry up and leave. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense.
Feng Junchen finally saw something that seemed to be worship in Chen Xi's expression. He subconsciously puffed up his chest and looked at Feng Qingyang.
It seems that he is saying to Feng Qingyang silently: Look, look, see how much your woman admires me! Now I am much better than you!
Feng Qingyang chuckled and said, "Yes, Xi'er, the second brother is really awesome, and his spirit beasts are also very majestic!"
"Oh really!"
Chen Xi held his heart in both hands - Brat, you should go somewhere else quickly. I feel tired of acting with you.
Being treated as invisible from the beginning to the end, Leng Ningshuang's face was pale. Feng Junchen greeted Situ Xian'er as soon as he arrived and talked to Princess Sixteen, but didn't even look at her. Could it be that... the rumors outside are true?
Because the Eighth Prince had great achievements in controlling floods, the Crown Prince was jealous of him, and she was also treated coldly?
She gritted her teeth and watched Feng Junchen beam with joy at Chen Xi's series of reactions, feeling unwilling to do so.
Standing forward, she pinched her throat and said softly: "Ningshuang has met His Highness the Crown Prince. His Royal Highness's martial arts skills are among the best in our country. Ningshuang has always admired him."
"Oh? So the eighth princess is here too?"
Feng Junchen raised his sword eyebrows, and his deep eyes stared at Leng Ningshuang, as if he hadn't noticed her existence until now.
He slapped the gold-rimmed white-bone fan in his hand and asked quietly: "Where is the eighth brother? I heard that he has come back. Why didn't I see him?"
The smile on Leng Ningshuang's face froze, and the red handkerchief in her hand was twisted into a ball. There was a bit of resentment in her low voice, but she had to say in general: "The prince met the assassin on the road when he came back the day before yesterday.
, I was a little injured! I originally thought about going into the palace to say hello to my second brother as soon as I came back, but it’s really inconvenient because I’m injured, so please don’t take it personally, second brother!”
"Did you meet an assassin? Were you seriously injured?"
Feng Junchen's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and his cold gaze fell on Leng Ningshuang, with no deep meaning.
Leng Ningshuang bit her lip and replied respectfully: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty the Prince. The doctor in the mansion has already prescribed medicine and said it will take some time to recover."
"Oh. That's it." Feng Junchen said meaningfully, with a double entendre: "Originally, my father thought that he was good at controlling water...