Chapter Seven

  His voice seemed to be suppressing something with great force, yet inadvertently rendering something else, the overly complex emotions making it impossible for Ling Feng to guess his meaning at that moment.

  There was just one thing she could be certain of, and that was that the old Ling Feng had never called him "Big Brother" before.

  He is Murong Lingyun, the only son of Murong Lie, and isn't her current identity Murong Lingfeng? Shouldn't she be calling him Big Brother?

  Is there still something unknown secret in it?

  Looking at the man in front of him, Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a slight daze.

  His deep and gentle eyes, his straight nose with a hint of coldness, his sensitive lips that seemed to be pondering deeply, every part of him had an irresistible charm that made people unable to ignore.

  When Ling Feng saw him for the first time, he was stunned, and it wasn't just because of his perfect appearance.

  It's even more because of the feeling he gives people, that kind of comfort like a spring breeze, yet with a light and gentle touch like a willow branch brushing against.

  This man seems even cleaner than freshly fallen snow, and more dazzling than sunshine, making people unable to help but be infatuated.

  What's most important is that the gentle gaze he had when looking at Ling Feng, from the moment she woke up, she would often feel the gaze of those eyes, but each time it was just a distant gaze, yet in that gaze there was a concern and gentleness that made Ling Feng bewildered.

  She always thought that the feeling he gave her didn't seem like a brother's to his sister.

  Until she was in trouble, he appeared in front of her for the first time, and that gentle care was revealed thoroughly.

  However, Ling Feng also knew that this gentle and soft-spoken man had an absolute strong side, because he was the great general of the Xuan Yuan dynasty, commanding hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

  "Ah, big... um..." Ling Feng's words paused slightly, and he was taken aback by the sudden title. She didn't use that title again, but for a moment, she didn't know how to address him either, so she skipped it and said directly, "I'm a bit hungry, can you help me bring over that soup?"

  Her eyes, no longer dull and painful, floated with a hint of smile, either because of his gentleness or because of Liu Yanyan's concern. In short, she knew that at this moment, her regret and sorrow were useless.

  Isn't it just a layer of membrane? As Liu Yuanying said, although women's chastity is important, compared to life and death, it is negligible.

  Murong Lingyun was slightly stunned, and a hint of surprise flashed through her eyes. Her hand unconsciously reached out to the bowl of soup, placing it in front of her, saying softly, "Come on, drink slowly, be careful not to burn yourself."

  Ling Feng's lips involuntarily curled up, a man like this, with such gentleness, and such concern, was absolutely a fatal temptation, in this world, it was unknown how many women could resist.

  Just then, Liu Yannier walked in and saw Ling Feng drinking soup. A hint of a relieved smile flashed across her eyes, but thinking about Murong Lie's expression in the hall just now, she couldn't help but feel afraid again. No matter what, she had to think of a way to get rid of this little girl.

  "Daughter." Seeing her come in, Murong Lingyun spoke softly, "Father, has he returned?" Her eyes unconsciously looked towards Ling Feng at the time, flashing with worry.

  When Father comes back, he doesn't know how she will be punished, but this time no matter what, he won't let her get hurt again.

  Liu Wanyi naturally understood his concerns, and smiled lightly, saying "Don't worry, this time he won't punish Feng Yatou again." After all, they had to take care of Xue'er's affairs, at least for these three days, this servant girl would be safe.

  "Daughter?" Murong Lingyun looked at her with a face full of astonishment, clearly not believing her words.

  In response to his shocked expression, Liu Yuanyu's lips curled up slightly with a hint of helplessness, and she explained faintly, "The Emperor decreed that Xue'er must enter the palace three days later and be directly appointed as a Noble Consort."

  That's why it is only in this kind of absolutely advantageous thing for him that his anger in his heart can be temporarily alleviated.

  Murong Lingyun only slightly furrowed his brow, but didn't say much more, as if this matter had little to do with him. When he looked at Ling Feng, the worry in the depths of his eyes finally dissipated.

  "Hmph, you're still drinking ginseng soup? Do you think the things in the Murong estate are for someone like you to waste?" Lin Ruyan walked in with a smug expression, but her face sank when she saw the ginseng soup in Ling Feng's hand.

  Murong Lingyun's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze slowly swept towards her, but the warmth had completely disappeared, replaced by a chilling coldness that made people stunned. "It's not your turn to interfere here."

  If it were an ordinary day, Lin Ruyan would not have dared to be so presumptuous, but today she couldn't help feeling triumphant because Xue Er was about to enter the palace.

  "You, you, you...!" Lin Ruyan's face was slightly red with anger. "What kind of attitude is this? No matter what, I am still your elder, and Xue Er is about to enter the palace soon. When Xue Er becomes the Empress, then..."

  "What's going to happen then?" Murong Lingyun's eyes narrowed, and the cold, dangerous glint in them shot straight at him. "Could it be that when the time comes, even the Murong estate will turn upside down?"

  The icy voice that sent chills down her spine, carried an unmistakable threat, the meaning behind the words seemed to hold a hint of implication, yet it made Lin Ruyan involuntarily shudder.

  Although he did not know why the emperor would suddenly issue such an edict, he was very clear that the emperor would never let Xue Er become the empress of the Xuan Yuan dynasty.

  "Big brother, you're still protecting her." Murong Lingshu slowly walked forward, his eyes filled with anger and a hint of cold smile. "She's already been raped, even the most...".

  "Shut up." Murong Lingyun's eyes suddenly widened, and he glared at Murong Lingshuang with anger. His hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists. If she weren't his own sister, he would have...

  "What? You still want to hit me for that woman?" Mu Rong Ling Xue's lips curled slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm. "But I'm telling you the truth, I should be grateful to her... no, I should be grateful to that man from last night. If it weren't for him, how would I have had the chance to enter the palace? Hahaha..." The arrogant laughter, filled with absolute malice, suddenly echoed through the small room.

  "Bang! A burst of thunderous applause suddenly erupted, and that arrogant laughter also came to an abrupt halt."

  Murong Lingxue looked at him incredulously and said fiercely, "You...you actually dare to hit me, you actually hit me for that cheap woman?"

  "I really wish this slap of mine could wake you up, at least make you understand what is enough." Murong Lingyun's face was gloomy and cold, without any hint of regret.

  He was really a little afraid that such a Snow would enter the palace after...

  Murong Lingxue was furious, but ultimately didn't dare to do anything to Murong Lingyun. She could only glare at Ling Feng with hatred and say, "What are you looking at? Are you pleased to see me get beaten up? Hmph, you're pitiful. You should pity yourself for being taken advantage of and still can't enter the palace..."

  "To exchange my lifelong freedom for a useless, so-called woman's chastity, I think it's worth it." Ling Feng finally understood what Liu Wantong said in the morning, and all her gloominess was swept away at this moment.

  Only the people in the room were shocked, and Mu Rong Lie's gloomy face also flashed a faint smile that was hard to fathom. This book is first published by Xiao Xiang Book Club, please do not reprint!