For some reason, when he saw the woman whose name he still didn't know at Baihua Tower last night, he thought of Qin'er.
She looked at herself very clearly, as if she could look directly into his dark heart.
No shyness, no dodge, just as pure as when she looked at him.
Helan Qin'er...
Chu Jia said carelessly, "Since we have sent her back, let's go and see if she is dead or alive."
He knew, didn't their prince want the daughter of the Helan family?
Sikong Ling traveled around the country with his father at that time, so he didn't know it very well, but Chu Jiake still remembered it clearly.
Nowadays, very few people know that General Chu Jia, the number one general in their Feng Kingdom and the scornful one on the battlefield, was beaten to the ground by eight-year-old Helan Qin'er when he was fifteen!
Where did this little monster come from? Chu Jiaqi was stunned.
If the late emperor had not mistakenly believed in the villain and misunderstood the slander, he would not have issued an order to kill the Helan clan.
That woman was extraordinary to Feng Ruohen.
He knew that Helan Qin'er was Feng Ruohen's heart.
Of course, how can a girl from a brothel be compared to a girl who is so charming and unforgettable?
Chu Jia snorted disdainfully from his nostrils, but deep down in his heart, he still had to be wary of that woman.
No matter what the means, Prince Wujia could easily let go of the spies they sent out. This alone makes people curious.
As for how she is now, it is no longer the point.
Standing up, Feng Ruohen coldly glanced at the cold body on the torture instrument, feeling...as if someone had planned something against him today.
The snow has stopped.
The palace of Prince Feng was quiet and there was no sound of anyone.
A sound of horse hooves came across the snow, and the servants who had been waiting all night opened the door and welcomed the dismounted people in.
When he saw Feng Ruohen, he reported that Miss Lanqin had been sent back and was now waiting for the prince in the study.
The man was stunned again, and even Chu Jia and Sikong Ling behind him couldn't help but look at each other, surprised.
It was only then that Feng Ruohen heard her name.
Lan Qin... He Lan Qin'er...
Is it the same person?
Involuntarily, he quickened his pace, ignoring the people behind him, and walked into the increasingly dark road.