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"It's done, but it's not here. Aren't you afraid of disturbing Imperial Advisor?"
"Ah, Ning'er ~"
Hearing that, someone let go of his good brother who was on his left and right. He immediately ran into Dongfang Ning's room and was relieved to see that she was still in a meditative state.
He carefully turned his head around, and with light footsteps, he whispered to everyone:
"Let's go out and talk."
"Yun Feng, hit me and see if it hurts or not. Is this Battle King?"
"I'm going to die. Yu Chen, is this Battle King?"
"…"
Yan Wuzhan's expression instantly turned cold. These two deserve to die, didn't they see the meaning behind their eyes? He stopped at the door and looked coldly at his brothers who were still dumbfounded.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed. This was the Yan Wuzhan that they were familiar with …
The few of them hurriedly and quietly walked out of the room.
"Hahahaha ~"
The few of them could not help but laugh out loud after exiting the room. Did Yan Wuzhan, who was too funny just now, know that?
Yan Wuzhan's face turned red: "Are you done laughing, you aren't laughing enough, just standing on the city wall and laughing for six hours!"
"Caw ~"
The laughter stopped. This punishment was even more effective than silencers. How could they have forgotten Yan Wuzhan's power? The few of them held their breaths. It looked as weird as it could be. Yan Wuzhan walked in front helplessly. These bad friends!
"We didn't believe Songlin when he said it, but we didn't expect it."
"Yun Feng, why don't you marry Li Yufang and see if you can become gentle?"
"…"
"Hahaha …"
"Yun Feng, tell me, did Li Yufang teach you those idioms? "Hahaha …"
Now, it was Yan Wuzhan's turn to laugh. No one would have thought that the Icemountain King would laugh so shamelessly …
Li Songlin really knew how to choose a place to drink. He knew that Yan Wuzhan couldn't stop worrying about Dongfang Ning, so he set up a table in the main hall in front of them.
"Songlin, thank you."
He had been successful all these years, and it was all Li Songlin who helped him with all the details. It was far from something that could be repaid with just a word of thanks, but other than saying thank you, he really couldn't find anything else to say.
"You and I, brothers, what's the point of saying so much? Hurry up and sit down. Let's have a nice chat!"
After three rounds of drinking, everyone began to loudly discuss how to deal with the West Ridge. They drank the wine for almost four hours.
"Battle King, is there really no cure for the Ogre? What should we do then?"
"Wait for Ning'er to wake up and see if she has any ideas. Don't get too close to them for now. If you get infected by their insects, I'm afraid even good people will turn into devils …"
"Shh ~ So powerful?"
"This King is only guessing right now. Let's see what Ning'er will say."
"Ning'er is Princess Anning, Imperial Advisor?"
It was rare to see Yan Wuzhan like this. If he didn't take a closer look, he was afraid that he wouldn't have another chance in the future.
"To be honest, she just woke up last night …"
Yan Wuzhan told everyone about himself and Dongfang Ning's matter at Heaven's End City. He also told everyone everything that happened after they returned to the capital.
"So you are such a strange person. No wonder our generation Battle King is also deeply immersed in this"
"Shut your stinky mouth and eat the meat. Hey, Feng Liuyun, why aren't you wearing an eye patch today?"
As they chatted, Yan Wuzhan finally realized that something was wrong. It was Feng Liuyun. He was obviously wearing an eye patch when he entered the palace yesterday, what was going on today?
"Liu Yun thanks Battle King. Yesterday, he took my blood. Now that his eyes are burning, everything should be fine!"
"Is there such a thing?"
Yan Wuzhan stood up and walked towards Feng Liuyun. He looked at his eyes left and right, but couldn't see anything. And his actions shocked everyone. How could Yan Wuzhan, who could be calm and collected in every situation, be so close to anyone?
Even Li Songlin widened his eyes in disbelief.
No one knew what Yan Wuzhan was thinking at this moment. He was even more sure that Daoist Master Mu He was up to something. That damnable Daoist, just what kind of lie was he making up?
"When did you feel a burning sensation in your eyes last night? How did you feel then?"
Just the two incense sticks of time after you took the blood away, right? If Nameless stopped the bleeding, he would accompany me in the hall to wait for you. Didn't he tell you?
Two incense sticks of time, that was when his blood and Ning'er's blood mixed together …
Yan Wuzhan started to ponder. Could it be that their Feng Family's bloodline really had an inheritance saying, and this was pretty much the same as the inheritance that Master mentioned.
"Wuzhan, Wuzhan, what are you doing? How are you going to set up the palace feast tonight?"
Li Songlin reminded him that he still had a lot of things to do, and now was not the time for him to be in a daze.
"Oh, palace feast! We're all going there. I'll go take a look at Ning'er first. Liu Yun, you come as well!"
He decided not to regard Feng Liuyun as an outsider. If there really was a big conspiracy, then they would face it together. Hopefully, it wasn't Ning'er's scheme against him.
Walking on the road, Yan Wuzhan took the initiative to explain to Feng Liuyun the reason why he wanted his blood yesterday.
"Did you know that your blood wasn't meant to save you yesterday, but it was meant to save Ning'er. To be more accurate, she's called 'Dongfang Ning’er', a princess of the Dongfang Nation. A princess who was burned to death ten years ago …"
"Battle King, is this true?"
"Yes!"
"No wonder when I saw her in Anning Hospital that day, I felt that she seemed to have met her before. I think I saw her in my dreams or in other places, but I just can't remember who she looks like …"
He told Yan Wuzhan about the first time he'd seen Dongfang Ning’er, and he was angry with Dongfang Ning for asking him what a man's age was...
Everything could now be explained. So they were blood relatives.
"She could be Holy Maiden's daughter. Back then, when Holy Maiden was killed in the palace, her Feng Family had been secretly investigating the matter. Unfortunately, it was to no avail.
Feng Liuyun quickened his pace. This was his family, his only family. He was anxious to see Dongfang Ning’er.
The two men strode toward Dongfang Ning's room.
"Feng Liuyun, she's my wangfei. You can't get too close to her!"
"She's my little sister, if you want to marry her, you have to pass through me first. You kill enemies all day and follow me without feeling safe. I want to take her back to the Dongfang Nation, to the Feng Family!"
"You ~"
Yan Wuzhan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What was going on? If he knew earlier, he wouldn't have told him.
He gloomily followed behind Feng Liuyun as he watched the 'brother' from nowhere happily running towards Ning'er's room …
"Ning'er, you're my younger sister. Did you know that you're the direct grandson of my Feng Family and that you're my younger sister?"
Feng Liuyun was also a child who didn't have family and love at a young age. At first, he thought Dongfang Ning already felt intimate when she was familiar with him, but now he impatiently shouted loudly, making Yan Wuzhan's face even darker. It was just that someone who was immersed in extremely happy people didn't notice and just rushed into the room shouting.
"Young master, Imperial Advisor went to take a bath. Why are you looking for her?"