C65 (1/2)

”Search, the assassin must not escape.”

The damned Lin Chu Yue, who originally thought that she would stay in the Imperial Palace, didn't think that she would actually escape back to the Lin Mansion.

In the main hall of the medicine hall, a bath barrel was placed there all alone, while the guards stood by the tub, looking at the man who had his back facing them on the bed.

Flame … His Majesty the Flame King.

”Plop ~ ~ ~”

Twenty or so guards knelt on the ground, as if their knees would shatter upon hearing that voice.

”Your Royal Highness, I, I, I …”

The bodies of the guards who were kneeling on the ground trembled. Feeling the killing intent emitted from Feng Yan, the guards swallowed their saliva.

”Prince, have mercy! Prince, have mercy! This lowly subordinate, this lowly subordinate ….”

How would the guards know that the assassin Second Miss Lin was referring to was His Majesty the Flame King? If they had known, even if they had eight hundred times the guts, they would still not dare to barge into medicine hall.

”Kun Peng, pull everyone out and kill them.”

”Yes, Your Highness.”

The moment the voice fell, over ten figures quickly appeared around the group of guards. The killing intent in their eyes caused the guards' hearts to sink to the bottom of despair: ”His Majesty the Flame King, it was Second Miss Lin who sent the lowly servants to capture the assassins.

”Kill them all.”

Lin Miao Ran was not even an ant in Feng Yan's eyes. Furthermore, he still had a huge debt that she had to settle with Lin Miao Ran.

”Your Highness, we're still the future concubines of the four emperors, you can keep it for now.”

When the group of guards rushed into the medicine hall, Feng Yan carried Lin Chu Yue in his arms, preventing the woman in his arms from leaking in the spring. Lin Chu Yue stuck closely to Feng Yan's chest, her long hair hanging down along her robust arms.

”Since Yue Er wants to keep her, let her go.”