Prince's Conceited Wife

The sky wasn't bright yet, so Xuanyuan Zhen woke Feng Jinyan, who had been meditating all night. Without saying anything, he used a silk handkerchief to cover his eyes and brought him to the top of the tallest Star Observation Tower in the Imperial City. Only when the sun shined did he remove the silk scarf that was covering his eyes and looked down at Manchu's red makeup.

"Is this the surprise you gave me?"

After the warmth had passed, Feng Jinyan slightly frowned. Xuanyuan Zhen extended his arm and embraced him, "En, I want to let the whole world know that you are the Kun of I, Xuanyuan Zhen."

Not King Zhen, just Xuanyuan Zhen.

"…"

Then you shouldn't have spent money so recklessly. Don't you know that I'm so poor right now?

Forgive him for being a man without any romantic connections, but when he saw that blind Hong Ling, his heart felt warm and at the same time, extremely pained.

"You're unhappy?"

Xuanyuan Zhen didn't get excited as expected. He frowned and looked at Ye Zichen with a wronged look in his red eyes.

"Eh … it's not that I'm unhappy."

Feng Jinyan was the one who couldn't stand being wronged the most. He felt his head go black as he sighed and said, "You made up the world for me, how can I not be happy? "But I feel even worse. Right now, I'm so poor that it doesn't matter what I want. Your generous gesture seems to make me even poorer."

He really was quite poor. Apart from the few pills he'd gotten from the duke yesterday, he had nothing in the area of cultivation resources.

"It's just something yellow and white, and it's only common here. If you're talking about cultivation resources, then it's still Middleland that's the best. After we get married, we'll go back to Middleland. Everything that I have is yours."

It was good as long as he wasn't unhappy. Xuanyuan Zhen touched his face with his thumb.

"No, I don't plan on returning to the Middleland this quickly. Don't be in such a hurry, just listen to what I have to say."

Before he opened his mouth, Feng Jinyan pressed a finger to his lips, making sure that he would not interrupt him again, then leaned on him: "I definitely have to return Middleland, but it's not now, Spirit Clan owes me, I will get it all back in one go, but the me now, not to mention the geniuses of the great clans, even ordinary people can easily crush me to death, so even if I return, I need to reserve enough strength, at least I can't let anyone squash me like this."

This was the first time Feng Jinyan had analyzed his own thoughts to him. After being secretly harmed by Spirit Clan in his previous life, saying that he wouldn't hate it was a lie, but he wasn't that magnanimous either.

"Spirit Clan?"

As if he had thought of something, Xuanyuan Zhen, who was hugging onto him, tightened his grip. A frightening killing intent quickly flowed through his crimson eyes: "Spirit Clan is no longer enough to scare me."

"Hmm?"

Hearing that, Feng Jinyan turned his head and looked at him strangely. If he remembered correctly, the Spirit Clan should once be the head of the nine great clans right? A race that was constantly at the apex of the universe wouldn't fall that easily, at least not within a hundred years.

"With you, Spirit Clan will be first, and without your Spirit Clan, you will be reduced to a second-rate existence."

Countless geniuses of the same generation as them, the reason why Spirit Clan had been able to suppress the other eight races for so many years, was all because of Feng Jinyan. After Jinyan's death, the geniuses that were suppressed by him all year round rose one after another, and in the following year, he replaced Feng Jinyan as the new top person, becoming the second generation Saint Lord!

In his ten years as a Saint Lord, his Blood Clan had not shown any big movements, but had secretly suppressed his Spirit Clan in all its aspects, snatching their resources, and countless Spirit Clan geniuses had died in his hands. The remaining seven clans also had respect for Feng Jinyan, and for him, they had a tacit agreement with each other and boycotted Spirit Clan together. In ten years, the head of the nine great clans had already fallen short of cultivation resources, and if not for his bloodline, he probably would have been kicked out of the nine great clans long ago.

"Is that so? I thought I had no friends and no connections. "

Feng Jinyan couldn't help but sigh. It wasn't that he didn't have a friend, it was that he didn't give others the chance to be his friend. In his previous life, he was like a character living in an ivory tower, rejecting all external exchanges until his death.

"You're fine."

What he didn't say was that after knowing that he was Kun, many people started to secretly get restless, although it shouldn't have happened. After meeting him again, occasionally he would feel lucky that he had fallen not long after exposing his identity as Kun. He would feel even more lucky that he had been reborn in this kind of desolate land, even more glad that he had found him and tightly held onto him, otherwise, with his depressed and bashful personality, he wouldn't even be able to touch his clothes.

Feng Jinyan himself did not know how dazzling and coveting he used to be.

"Heh heh … You're the only one who thinks I'm good. Remember the number one genius of the Body Clan, Thunder Lord? When he found out that I was Kun, he directly went to the Spirit Clan Sacred Grounds and beat me up. "

Speaking of this, Feng Jinyan still didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. However, Xuanyuan Zhen couldn't laugh at this. He stared at Feng Jinyan with resentment for a long time before leaning over and saying in a low voice: "You're mine, you're not allowed to think about Old Lei."

Who didn't know that Old Lei had a crush on him? Probably only he himself did not know.

"Good, good, good. Yours, this is all yours. Which one of us is Kun? "

He had never seen someone who was better at acting like a spoiled child and acting like he was wronged, even though he himself was also very willing to pamper him.

"I like you to spoil me."

Hearing this, not only did Xuanyuan Zhen not let go, instead, he inched closer towards Feng Jinyan's shoulder. In a place that Feng Jinyan couldn't see, a face that was as handsome as a rock could be seen as it expressed satisfaction and happiness.

"Cough cough …"

Coughing suddenly rang out. Xuanyuan Zhen, who was leaning on Feng Jinyan's shoulder, turned his head in displeasure. Bai Ann, who had to disturb them, felt his legs go weak and he almost kneeled down straight again. "My lord …"

Bai Ann was on the verge of tears. The look in the master's eyes was too scary.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Zichen looked at the master and servant's expressions in amusement. Feng Jinyan pushed the large dog that almost hung on his body.

"Esteemed wangfei, that old thing, Feng Wanshan, took a fancy to the prince's book in the imperial court, and it just so happens that he was run into by Miss Qiu the last time they met. Then …"

Bai Ann didn't finish his sentence and only gave him a knowing look. Right now, it was very lively in the court. If he didn't guess that he lost to Hei Yang, he would have come here to look for a beating.

"Oh?"

Raising his eyebrows, a glint flashed across Feng Jinyan's eyes. He suddenly turned his head and said, "Should we go to the court to thank the Emperor for the marriage?"

"You want to go?"

It didn't matter if he went or not, since the Emperor couldn't control him. However, if Jinyan wanted to go, he would have to accompany him.

"What do you mean I want to go? Don't I have to?"

"Mm, I have to go."

You said it had to be!

Xuanyuan Zhen was completely like a wife who was above all others. Bai Ann, who was at the side, could not help but curse silently. He only knew how to pamper his wife and how to not know how to pamper his subordinate.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

He gave him a praising look, but just as Feng Jinyan was about to walk out, Liu Tie pulled him back and whispered into his ear before he could react. Bai Ann stretched out his neck, but still couldn't hear what he said.