Isn’t it time to give up the title of God of War?
Feng Yexuan still remembers these words!
He heard!
A long time ago!
No, it wasn't a long time ago, he heard it just a few months ago!
That was, the night the dead woman married him, she was framed for drugging Jin Rui, and the servants wanted to burn her to death.
The dead woman at that time was like this, standing in front of him and ignoring his anger.
Even though she was tied tightly, and even when the situation was completely unfavorable to her and she could be set on fire at any time, she could still face him without changing her face.
That's what she said at that time: "If the prince can't even see such lies, then should you give up your title as the God of War?"
Feng Yexuan stared at Xiaoyao, so excited that his fingertips were trembling.
At this moment, he couldn't see Xiaoyao's face, but he could only see her eyes.
Those sparkling eyes.
So familiar, so charming, so addictive.
He suddenly couldn't help but lowered his head...
Xiaoyao was so frightened that she completely forgot to react.
The brothers were all stunned, the prince was... was he going to kiss this little girl?
God! In broad daylight, in public, the prince really wants to have sex with a little girl in front of them?
Leng Ji felt that he had to stop it, but for some reason, at this moment, he seemed to feel the sharp pain in the prince's heart.
A kind of severe pain of losing something and finding it again, but being afraid of losing it again!
Because of the inexplicable sadness that passed through his heart, Leng Ji didn't react at the first moment.
Not to mention immediately reminding the prince that there are people around here!
The distance between Feng Yexuan's face and Xiaoyao's face was less than a slap.
His eyes were confused, and through her eyes, it was as if he saw a ray of soul!
But he wasn't sure.
In the past few days, his heart seemed to have died all over again.
He doubted that he had lost his dead woman!
Chu Qianli now no longer has the familiar scent on him.
He didn't believe that that was his dead woman, but she just happened to be!
He even wanted to use every method to test, study, deny, and deny her identity.
But she knew everything. She knew all the things between him and the dead woman that were so subtle that it was impossible for a third person to know.
How could he do this if he wasn't the real Chu Qianli?
But he really didn't believe that that woman, she might be Chu Qianli, but she was not his dead woman...
Very contradictory.
It was so contradictory that it caused him extreme pain!
It was so painful that he didn't know how to face the woman living in his house next.
Now, he actually used "that woman" to describe Chu Qianli.
The pain was so extreme that now, it has become a little numb.
Could it be that the soul of his dead woman has passed through the body of another person?
Could it be Xiaoyao?
But why doesn't she recognize him?
The thin lips were only a finger away from Xiaoyao's lips.
The hot breath made Xiaoyao's heart tremble.
Why does this breath, inexplicably, become familiar?
It seems that she used to be very attached to...
Everyone was astonished when suddenly, the sound of horse hoofbeats came from far away and came closer.
An angry voice suddenly came: "Ye Xuan! What are you doing?"
When everyone turned around, they saw from the depths of the dust, one man and one horse rushing out first.
The woman was dressed in fine clothes, riding a snow-white horse, and came quickly.
That gorgeous costume dazzled everyone's eyes in an instant.
