Chapter 711 Jealousy

The silver-faced princess?

Feng Lingxue looked at Xuan Ying and Shi Xiaoxiao standing together. They were such a talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven.

If she slightly curled her red lips, he would be happy.

Feng Lingxue turned around and wanted to leave here.

"Lingxue." At this time, a familiar voice sounded.

Feng Lingxue looked sideways and saw that the crowd in front of them automatically made way for a person to walk over.

Xuan Mu.

The eldest son of Duke Nan and Princess Nan, and the half-brother of Xuan Ying.

Xuan Mu was very handsome. Compared to Xuan Ying's sinister and ruthless character, Xuan Mu looked gentlemanly and elegant.

He stopped in front of Feng Lingxue, "Lingxue, I went to Gillian's room to find you, but they told me that you had been ransomed. How have you been recently?"

Feng Lingxue's stunningly cold face was still calm, "Mr. Xuan, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."

At this time, a waiter carrying drinks came over and accidentally bumped into Feng Lingxue.

Xuan Mu quickly stretched out his hand, grasped Feng Lingxue's waist, and pulled her into his arms.

"Are you okay?"

Feng Lingxue shook her head, "It's okay."

At this time, a cold and sinister gaze was cast on them fiercely. Xuan Ying stood aside and watched Xuan Mu hug Feng Lingxue into his arms.

This scene deeply hurt his eyes.

When did she hook up with Xuan Mu?

Is Xuan Mu her old sweetheart?

Xuan Mu is his father's eldest son. He has been favored and cared for since he was a child, and he is just a tool, a pawn for his father to open up the road to imperial power for Xuan Mu.

She actually hooked up with him.

"Silver-faced King, is that your eldest brother Xuan Mu? Why is he with Feng Lingxue from Gillian's room?"

Naturally, a daughter of an aristocratic family like Shi Xiaoxiao would not look down on a prostitute like Feng Lingxue. She whispered, "This Feng Lingxue is the best at bewitching men. I hope Mr. Xuan will not let her ruin his reputation."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xuan Ying glanced sideways, and his cold glazed eyes fell on her face, "Miss Shi, is it really okay for you to say this about my woman?"

My woman?

Shi Xiaoxiao took a breath of air, this Feng Lingxue is...his woman?

Xuan Ying squinted his glazed eyes and glanced at Shi Xiaoxiao coldly. He curled his lips and said, "In my eyes, Miss Shi, who thinks highly of herself, is not even as good as a prostitute."

His understatement took the humiliation to the extreme.

Just because she said something about Feng Lingxue, he actually protected her like this?

Shi Xiaoxiao's face turned pale and red. Xuan Ying calmly withdrew his gaze and did not look at her a second time. He could hit or scold his woman, but no one else could even think of touching her.

Xuan Ying stepped forward, stretched out his big palm like lightning, grabbed Fengling's spruce lotus-like slender arms, and pulled her into his arms.

Feng Lingxue fell into his arms unexpectedly. When she raised her eyes, she saw Xuan Ying's tense and cold jawline.

Her first instinct was that he was angry.

Why?

Was it because Xuan Mu protected her just now?

He doesn't allow her to talk to other men, let alone have any physical contact with other men. His dominance and control over her is almost twisted and pathological.

But what about him?

There are many beautiful concubines in his Hanshan Garden, and those young and beautiful maids also want to crawl into his bed with evil intentions. Just now, he and Shi Qianjin were lowering their eyes and smiling, flirting casually, maybe tomorrow, tomorrow's tomorrow , he will marry a concubine.

But it doesn't matter.

Feng Lingxue lowered her arms like a small fan, as long as he was happy.

Xuan Mu looked at Xuan Ying and frowned dissatisfied, "Brother Ying, what are you doing? Let go of Ling Xue quickly."

Ling Xue?

The call was really affectionate.

Xuan Ying pursed her thin lips in a sarcastic arc, "Brother, when did you become so interested in my slave?"

Xuan Mu's eyes fell from Xuan Ying's face to Feng Lingxue's stunning cold face, "Slave?"

"Brother, you still don't know that the man who redeemed Feng Lingxue's life is me." Xuan Ying casually raised Feng Lingxue's chin, forcing her to look at him, "Tell me, brother, I am yours." Who is it?"

All the eyes in the hall gathered and fell on her.

Feng Lingxue's face turned pale, her seductive cold eyes fell on Xuan Ying's handsome face, and she said obediently, "Master."

Xuan Ying was very satisfied. He rubbed the delicate muscles on her chin with his thick fingertips. He behaved lightly and his light voice was clearly transmitted into everyone's eardrums, "Did you take birth control pills this morning?"

Not for this morning.

He didn't touch her last night.

He said this on purpose to let everyone know that she was already in love with him.

This news will soon spread throughout country A.

Feng Lingxue looked at him and nodded obediently, "Yes, let's eat."

hiss.

Everyone in the hall gasped, and Xuan Mu was also shocked, "Lingxue, you..."

Feng Lingxue stood up straight and looked at Xuan Mu, "Mr. Xuan..."

As soon as she opened her mouth to speak, the big palm on Yangliu's waist suddenly pinched her hard.

He was warning her.

Feng Lingxue ignored the pain in her waist and continued to speak, "Mr. Xuan, thank you for your concern, but I am already a member of the Silver-faced King. He is now my master, and I will always be his slave."

After the words fell, the big palm on his waist suddenly let go.

"Master, I'm going back first." Feng Lingxue didn't look at Xuanying or anyone else, she walked away.

Xuanying looked at her stunning figure, the dark curtain outside had already started to rain, the cold dew came, her dark blue dress with little stars on it disappeared in the rain, the rain soaked her slender body, cold and lonely.

For the first time, Xuanying felt that she had lost a lot of weight.

He didn't understand why she was so thin?

He always wanted her to be obedient, but now she was too obedient, which made him unhappy.

...

Late at night, Hanshan Garden.

The maid opened the door, and Xuanying came back from the celebration banquet.

His deep glass eyes swept around the living room, and he didn't see the person he wanted to see, so he pursed his thin lips, "Where is Feng Lingxue?"

"Master, she's in the room."

Xuanying went upstairs and pushed open the lower servant's room.

The room was small and cold, with no heating. It was dark inside and no lights on. He walked in and tried to turn on the wall lamp.

At this moment, a stunning figure rushed towards him.

Xuanying quickly reached out and caught the figure.

There was a softness in his palm, and it felt smooth through the thin pajamas. He could smell the unique fragrance from her body. She seemed to have taken a shower, and her hair was wet and filled with the fragrance of shampoo.

Before he could move, the person in his arms stood on tiptoe and kissed his cold thin lips directly.