The jailer leader was so frightened that he knelt down with a thud: "Yes, yes. The villain has surpassed..."

"Get out!"

The leader of the jailers did not dare to say any more nonsense and ran away crawling on the ground.

Feng Lingyan glanced at Meng Yi: "You go out too! Wait outside."

Meng Yi bowed: "Yes."[

He walked out quietly and closed the door considerately.

Feng Lingyan walked to Gong Yanmo and squatted down.

He sighed softly and said slowly in a voice that only she could hear: "Fan Xiang, don't pretend to be asleep. I know you are not asleep."

Gong Yanmo opened his eyes slightly, his eyes were cold and clear.

She looked at Feng Lingyan and said calmly: "Little Rabbit, you called me wrong again. You should call yourself me, not my king."

Feng Lingyan: "..."

He, he actually saw it!

How did you get it?

She made up herself as a prince, using not only the art of disguise but also witchcraft.

Even the old emperor might not be able to recognize it.

How did he recognize it?

Seemingly seeing the confusion in Feng Lingyan's eyes, Gong Yanmo sighed: "Little Rabbit, your disguise skills are indeed unparalleled in the world, but you seem to have forgotten one thing."

Feng Lingyan raised her eyebrows: "What? What did I forget?"

Gong Yanmo smiled slightly: "Others may not be able to smell the smell on your body, but I can."

Feng Lingyan's face turned slightly red.

Gong Yanmo had been entangled with her for three whole days in that valley, and naturally he became familiar with her scent.

But...but she takes a shower every day, does she really smell that bad?
Chapter completed!