Yan Yunheng, the third prince of Yan State, and Feng Wuxin's fiancé.

Looking at Yan Yunheng who was glaring at him in the snow, Feng Wuxin's contemptuous smile in Feng's eyes became stronger.

I thought it was a vulgar story between a Cinderella and a prince charming, at least the finale was a happy and fulfilling one. Unexpectedly, it was a scumbag who pushed the weak buns into the fire pit.

The original owner Feng Wuxin thought that what awaited her would be a beautiful taste, at least he didn't have to live every day in Feng Mansion.

But when I was pushed into the sedan chair and became a substitute, I realized that I was just a chess piece in the hands of everyone.

The poor girl eventually committed suicide by taking poison, ending her young life.

But thinking of this, several questions couldn't help but come to my mind.

First, she still can't remember who gave her the poison. There was only a flash of scene in her mind, and a man in a black robe disappeared faintly.

Second, after she got into the sedan chair, who was going to rob the sedan chair and did all kinds of indescribable behaviors to the dead heroine, although there was no real substantive thing.

But the group of crazy people who were not even spared the body and planned to use the full amount of money, were they targeting the Feng Mansion, the Jiuqiansui Mansion, or both forces at the same time?

The more you think about it, the more chaotic it becomes, the problem keeps getting bigger like a snowball.

Feng Wuxin shook his head and threw away all these distracting thoughts.

She had only one biggest problem at present, which was to get the antidote needed every day from the dead eunuch, and then began to study the formula of the antidote, then left Yan State far away, and finally went to the mountain village on the border to find Feng Wuxin's younger brother.

Perfect plan!

"Feng Wuxin."

Yan Yunheng half-squinted his amber eyes, his eyes became even more fierce, and he was even more stunning to remove Feng Wuxin.

With the help of the guards, Yan Yunheng, who was thrown over his shoulder and fell to the snow by Feng Wuxin, stood up and stared at the lazy and arrogant woman in front of him with a gloomy look on his face.

When Yan Yunheng called his name, Feng Wuxin came to his senses, and the uncut meaning in his eyes became stronger.

"What's the matter? If it's okay, I'll leave first. The third prince will slowly appreciate the boundless night."

Yan Yunheng was staring at him and felt uncomfortable all over. Feng Wuxin no longer paid attention to the scumbag and wanted to leave, but Yan Yunheng grabbed his shoulders, and the harsh force was as if he was crushed.

"Have you allowed to leave?"

"Oh!"

Facing the man with anger, Feng Wuxin turned his head, his phoenix eyes slightly raised, and he sneered at the misty amber eyes.

"What, can the third prince still want to talk to me about the past?"

"You are worthy!"

When he said this, Feng Wuxin clearly saw the look in Yan Yunheng's eyes as if he was looking at the dirty thing, just like he was looking at the dirtiest garbage in the world.

Without Yan Yunheng saying anything, Feng Wuxin knew what the look in the scumbag's eyes was.

But who was behind all this, which led to the original owner committing suicide by taking poison, and even causing all kinds of things to survive.

If Yan Yunheng had nothing to do, she wouldn't believe it if she was beaten to death.

"If the third prince did not rekindle his old love with me, why should I tug and tug like this? Now I am a nine thousand-year-old lady, it is better for the third prince to avoid suspicion."

With a bang, Feng Wuxin slapped Yan Yunheng's big hand away with a palm, but the next second, Yan Yunheng once again reached out and pinched Feng Wuxin's neck, pressing him hard on the cold palace wall.

"Don't challenge my patience. I want you to die if you want you to die if you want you to die, and say where is the thing."

The sky was filled with snow and snowflakes fell in front of Feng Wuxin's eyes, and the stronger the suffocation.

At this time, Feng Wuxin, who was leaning against the palace wall, slowly opened her mouth and a smile was outlined on the corner of her lips.

"The third prince should not do this. Wuxin is already a nine thousand-year-old lady. Please don't do this. Help me! No, don't!"

Just as Feng Wuxin shouted hard, wishing that everyone in the palace would know that Yan Yunheng was about to do something wrong to her at this moment, a gloomy magnetic sound mixed with the wind and snow echoed in the vast night.

"Although I know what happened between you and my wife, Wuxin is already my wife, and I still forgot that the third prince is proud of his actions."
Chapter completed!