The Legend of the Resourceful Princess

"This King's mufei left it behind. She said to leave it to someone This King likes. Take it. This King is yours. You are also This King's." After she finished speaking, she stuffed the jade pendant into Mu Ru Yue's embrace, not caring about whether Mu Ru Yue agreed or not.

Mu Ru Yue looked at the man, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

The dignified War God King of the Laiyue Dynasty, a seven year old child who would cry when he heard this, was actually so pure? Who would believe it if it got out!

Mu Ru Yue didn't give him any response after putting the jade pendant away. This was the best response she could give now. She had been hurt by others and had only been living for five days. These five days were enough for so many things to happen, so who could guarantee what would happen in the future?

She liked the beauty of the phoenix seep, but she didn't want to live and die with it. At least, not between her and him. It didn't matter if he called her cold or heartless. At the very least, she didn't want to casually believe in others anymore.

However, in Feng Chen's eyes, Mu Ru Yue's silence was a response.

Because she accepted the jade pendant.

For a time, Feng Chen felt a sweet sensation in her heart. He had never liked anyone before. In the past few years, although there had been women who had tried their best to get close to him, there had never been a person who moved his heart. Was it because she was different the first time he saw her?

Feng Chen could not explain it clearly, but in the end, she attributed it all to fate.

And because of this fate, he was willing to work hard to protect it.

The carriage stopped in front of the Seventh Marquis' Mansion.

Feng Chen had always been a notorious person. Therefore, compared to the other princes who had countless members within their doorways, Feng Chen's side was like a roaming bird. Even the guards at the door were dispirited.

Feng Zi got off the carriage first and then helped Mu Ru Yue down.

At the door, the steward had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Feng Chen Zhi return, he hurried forward to pay his respects. "This old servant greets the wangfei for returning home."

"Uncle Li, get up. Is there anything wrong with the mansion?" Feng Zhi asked indifferently.

With that, an awkward expression appeared on Uncle Li's face. He carefully glanced at Mu Ru Yue before feeling troubled.

"Speak frankly if you have something to say." Feng Chen frowned.

Uncle Li didn't dare to hesitate when he heard this. He was afraid of angering Feng Li, so he said, "He is the father of the wangfei. Prime Minister Zuo and his wife have come to pay a visit. This old servant didn't dare to delay any longer and made the two of you wait in the side chamber." After Uncle Li finished, he looked at Mu Ru Yue again.

What happened at the wedding banquet yesterday was already known by everyone today. Who knew how many people in the capital were scolding them, the princes, for taking so much for themselves? However, neither of them had heard of it yet.

"Ha!" I haven't settled the score yet, but they've come looking for me. " Mu Ru Yue's voice was very soft, carrying a trace of mockery. However, with a quick thought, he understood. She had married the Seventh Marquis and was still alive, so they naturally had to panic. Furthermore, the phoenix imprint that they wanted the most had been returned to the crown prince.

Thinking of this, Mu Ru Yue looked forward to meeting them.

"Since father and mother have come, I should naturally treat them well. Your Highness, please allow me to meet the two of you. " A smile could be seen in Mu Ru Yue's phoenix eyes. No matter how she looked at it, it was a smile with malicious intent.

Feng Zi felt that Mu Ru Yue was really adorable as well, as though she had been possessed. Therefore, he nodded and said, "This King will accompany you."

With that, he ordered the butler to lead the way.

At the same time, in the side hall, the Prime Minister of the Left was sitting on a guest seat. His brows were furrowed and his expression was gloomy. The tea in his hand had long since turned cold. At the side, the woman wearing a beautiful purple robe had an extremely unsightly expression.