Ever since the Imperial Capital Drug War, Bai Feng's popularity has declined rapidly.
Bai Feng had to deal with such a big advantage, and even gave the Zhuge Duhan family, which was almost dead, a chance to regenerate. It was a fatal blow not only to Bai Feng, but also to the royal family.
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Some old monsters who had some say in the royal family came forward and asked Bai Feng to reflect on it.
There were even some hot-tempered people who requested that the title of Crown Prince Bai Feng be stripped away and that he be turned into an ordinary prince.
However, as far as Bai Xin is concerned, it seems that the only prince in the entire royal family who can take advantage of him is Bai Feng.
Therefore, it is naturally impossible for him to agree to those old useless people, but a scolding is indispensable.
Bai Feng is not stupid either. He is much clearer about the current situation than anyone else. If he continues to stay in the imperial capital like this stupidly, something might really go wrong.
Therefore, he returned to Hanshilin two days after Leng Meiying left the imperial capital.
Although he may face revenge from Leng Meiying here, Yin Nong is not just a decoration.
No one is killed in Hanshilin. This is an iron rule of Yinnong and no one can break it.
And over the years, neither Yin Nong nor the previous owner of Han Shilin had any lives lost in Han Shilin.
No matter how capable Leng Meiying is, Yin Nong will not allow her to mess around in Hanshilin.
At this time, the second prince didn't have half the princely bearing. He huddled in his seat like a defeated dog, with his head lowered and his brows furrowed in deep thought.
Beside the second prince, a mysterious man wearing a cloak sat quietly. Through Ye Lin's introduction, Leng Meiying knew that this man was the boss of Can Yue, Ouyang Rufeng.
This man has a slender body and an upright aura. Although he is just sitting there quietly, he still stands fiercely like a peerless fierce weapon that has not been unsheathed.
Seeing Leng Meiying glance at him, Ouyang Rufeng raised his cloak slightly, and a pair of blood-red eyes behind the cloak looked towards Leng Meiying fiercely.
His eyes were like two knives, and even his cloak had two holes pierced under those sharp eyes.
Leng Meiying remained silent, her eyes meeting this gentle one, calm and unfazed.
This pair of eyes was full of killing intent, and even Leng Meiying, who was used to seeing dead people, felt the strong smell of blood.
This kind of look was very familiar to Leng Meiying. It was not the first time she saw it. When she looked in the mirror before, this kind of look often appeared in it. However, the look in the mirror used to smell more bloody than Ouyang Ru.
The smell of blood in the eye of the wind was a hundred times stronger.
If we want to compare, then Ouyang Rufeng climbed out from the pile of dead people, while Leng Meiying cut through thorns and thorns all the way from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, and bravely passed through!
The difference between the two is like heaven and earth, and it is simply impossible to measure.
Therefore, when Leng Meiying met Ouyang Rufeng's eyes now, there was absolutely no pressure at all.
To her, this look was no different from the threatening look a child gave her.
Ouyang Rufeng, on the other hand, looked a little unnatural when he saw Leng Meiying's eyes as deep as the starry sky.
Without spending too much time on Ouyang Rufeng, Leng Meiying's eyes turned towards Leng Yue's Thirteen Knives.
