Chapter 112: The Man’s Desire for Revenge (2)
Evil Emperor's Wild Consort
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âIâve never seen someone so shameless. Iâve really experienced something new today,â Wei Yiyi covered her lips and smiled lovably. Her face held contempt as she said, âSheâs already said that the position of your wife isnât worthy of her. What she means is, she doesnât like you. Why do you have to be so brazen and assume that she actually wants your love? Is your love worth any money?â
Wei Yiyi couldnât help but want to roll her eyes. She had met so many people, but she really had not seen anyone this shameless. Especially since this shameless fellow was the crown prince of a country.
She really didnât know how he had become the crown prince, since he was this bad at reading people.
Why would Gu Ruoyun covet the position of a crown princeâs consort? A genius like her who could refine Beauty Rejuvenation Pills would be fawned over in any organisation. Especially since she had a mysterious shifu behind her.
Thus, where did this guyâs ego come from?
Although Leng Yanfeng was an inner disciple of the Weapon Refining Sect, he didnât have Zuo Shangchenâs experience and was naturally unable to recognise that Wei Yiyi was the Ghost Doctor. He only thought that she was a female servant.
âIt looks like youâre being treated rather well in Hundred Herb Hall, otherwise you wouldnât have a servant girl, and you wouldnât be able to buy such a large residence. However, Gu Ruoyun, Hundred Herb Hall still doesnât belong to you in the end. If you become the crown princeâs consort, youâll be able to be the mother of a nation. Furthermore, you used to appear in front of me quite often. Now that I want to marry you, youâre playing hard to get with me?â
Gu Ruoyunâs expression cooled down while the faces of Qianbei Ye and Zuo Shangchen were starting to turn ugly.
Especially Qianbei Ye, but he didnât do anything. With his bloodthirsty red pupils, he seemed to be thinking of something...
âIt looks like the crown prince doesnât understand human speech,â Gu Ruoyun sneered as she stood up and looked at him. She spoke word by word, âI donât like you. I have no interest in being the crown princeâs consort! Since you like that Junior Shiyun of yours so much, then just go marry her. As for me... honestly speaking, Leng Yanfeng, in my eyes, youâre no different from some Bystander A! If you want to mention our relationships, thereâs only one. That is, youâre someone from the Weapon Refining Sect, and Iâm fated to be enemies with the Weapon Refining Sect!â
There was no other reason. Towards those who wanted to kill her, she didnât have a favourable impression.
Furthermore, if it hadnât been for the Weapon Refining Sect that day, Luo Yin wouldnât have ended up in the hands of Ling Yi...
Leng Yanfeng didnât say anything. His black pupils were affixed on that girlâs pretty face from start to finish.
She had changed.
Thatâs right, she had indeed changed...
The timid and weak girl from before had become this strong, this brilliant, at some point...
Unconsciously, Leng Yanfeng thought of Gu Ruoyunâs battle with Ling Xi that day. The battle that was destined to remove her title of good-for-nothing.
âXunfeng, send our guest out! The imperial family isnât welcome here!â
Gu Ruoyun tossed her sleeves and sat down, before speaking with an indifferent expression.
Seeing the dismissal in her eyes, Leng Yanfeng felt discomfort in his heart. Although he didnât like Gu Ruoyun, but to him, having a loving admirer boosted his vanity.
However, right now, he was no longer in her eyes...
Donât tell me she really didnât want to marry him?
No! He had to marry Gu Ruoyun. Firstly, because of the promise to Junior Shiyun, secondly, for revenge! To take revenge on her for everything she had said to him today!
Thinking up to here, Leng Yanfeng had nothing more to say, so he said directly: âThis crown prince is leaving now. Iâll continue visiting in the future.â
Having said so, he didnât tarry any longer. He tossed his sleeves and left, disappearing from the eyes of those present in the blink of an eye...n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om