C12 (1/2)

”Isn't this the young miss of the Lin Family? Why did she not come to the palace to recuperate?”

”That's right, Lin Xiang is already dead. Why would a young miss of the Luo Huan Mansion come to watch the snow feast? Isn't that embarrassing enough?”

In comparison to the ridicule from the young miss, on the other hand, Lin Chu Yue looked indifferent, as if she had never heard these slanderous words before.

Imperial Consort Lin, other than the Queen Wang, who had the most power in the harem, had some connections with Lin Xiangfu. If it weren't for the fact that Lin Xianfeng's influence suddenly weakened drastically, the Imperial Consort Lin would not have allowed the Fourth Prince to destroy this marriage.

The Second Prince and the Fourth Prince Feng Tian Xiao were the sons of the Imperial Consort Lin, and also the princes who had the highest hopes of inheriting the position of the Lord of Storage. Everyone was clear in their hearts that the future Emperor of China would definitely choose from amongst the two of them.

Feng Tian Jin was dressed in crescent white, handsome and refined. His long hair was held up by his feathers, his face was like jade and his eyes were like the stars, clean like the snow at the peak of a mountain.

Such a life in the Monarch's house was a mistake. He had schemed and schemed against others, so people like him should be more suited to roaming the world happily and unrestrainedly.

”Woman, could it be that you have taken a fancy to Second Imperial Brother?”

Feng Tian Xiao held his wine cup, and looked at Lin Chu Yue playfully: ”How about this prince matchmaking you betrothed my second brother to him as a concubine?”

Feng Tian Xiao's words caused all the women who came to watch the snow banquet to be shocked. Their gazes all landed on Lin Chu Yue with jealousy and hatred.

In order to attract the attention of the Fourth Prince of Second Prince, they had silently endured the cold in order to dress up beautifully so that they could catch a glimpse of the Fourth Prince of Second Prince. However, this slut, Lin Chu Yue, was actually betrothed to the Second Prince as a concubine.

How could they not hate him? How could they not blame him?

”Fourth brother, don't joke.”

At this time, Feng Tian Jin, who had yet to raise his head, glanced at Feng Tian Xiao.

However, his cold and detached gaze did not put the world in his eyes. This kind of man had no intentions, and was even more heartless.

Feng Tian Xiao curled his lips, drank the wine in his cup, and looked at Lin Chu Yue with ridicule: ”What do we do, even my second imperial brother does not want you, if not, this prince betrothed you to a coachman, it would be considered a wish of Lin Xiang.”