Prince's Conceited Wife

If you can't accept it, you can!

Rather than saying he was Xuanyuan Chetian's son, it would be more accurate to say that he was the guardian god of the Xuanyuan Dynasty. Although Xuanyuan Dynasty was the only nation in the border zone of the East Continent, not only was there the pressure of the three great cultivation sects in the country, they also had to constantly face the threat of Myriad Beast Forest s Demonic Beast s in a radius of hundreds of thousands of kilometers. It was only when Xuanyuan Zhen appeared that the Xuanyuan Dynasty was able to occupy a seat under the threat of the three great cultivation sects and Myriad Beast Forest 'Demonic Beast s.

To the outsiders, Xuanyuan Chetian was announcing that Xuanyuan Zhen was the son of a commoner. No one knew the exact details, all they knew was that Xuanyuan Zhen was talented and his cultivation level was unfathomable.

Compared to the other princes' palaces, the Wu Steel Manor was the closest to the Imperial Palace, and could even be said to be a part of the Imperial Palace. The entire mansion was carved and decorated, had artificial mountains and flowing water, ancient trees that reached into the sky, red walls and yellow tiles, golden splendor, as well as an artificial river that flowed through the entire mansion, extremely luxurious and magnificent. Countless people in the Imperial City dreamed of marrying into the mansion and becoming the other master of the Wu Steel Manor.

"It's been a hundred years. Finally, it's your turn."

After personally cleaning Feng Jinyan's body and putting on his pure white underpants, he sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at him in a daze, his long, jade-like fingers rubbing against the skin of his face. A hundred years ago, when he found out that Spirit Clan had harmed him and brought him here, Feng Jinyan was hit by the last Thunder Tribulation.

"Right."

Perhaps it was the itch on his face that stimulated him, Feng Jinyan frowned slightly in his sleep and let out a weak groan. Xuanyuan Zhen retracted his hand, and the tenderness on his face instantly disappeared, this time, he did not plan to hide in the corner and look up silently, he wanted to be by his side, to accompany him back to the peak, until then, he wanted him, to belong to him!

"You … are the little genius of Blood Clan?"

That face was too handsome, even if he wanted to forget it, he wouldn't be able to. At the same time, information regarding him also surfaced: Wu Tie, Qian, the genius of the nine great Middleland clans, Ancient Dragon God Bloodline. With the power of one person alone, he withstood the entire Blood Clan, and the talent of the cultivation level nailed him down as the number one person at the time.

Why would he appear here?

"Three days later, our wedding."

He didn't expect that Ye Zichen would actually remember him. Xuanyuan Zhen stood up and pretended to be cold and avoid his gaze, as he was afraid that he would be overpowered by Ye Zichen. Ye Zichen's desire for him was too strong, so much so that even he himself felt terrified.

"Huh?"

Feng Jinyan was dumbfounded. Just what happened when he was in a coma? Why was he suddenly about to enter a new phase of his life? Who could tell him which country's joke this was?

"You have my blood in you."

Turning around to face him, Xuanyuan Zhen said this in all seriousness. He had already made up his mind to marry him.

"Look carefully, I am a man."

Feng Jinyan held his forehead speechlessly while Xuanyuan Zhen remained calm: "You are Kun."

"…"

Kun deserved to be dragged in by you? Is it true that you work hard or not? How can you have your own blood?

Feng Jinyan stared at him furiously. He was so angry that he couldn't even say a word. He had just sent a crown prince away, why did such a crazy man who liked to be a father suddenly appear? Of course, he didn't despise her special interests. The problem was, he didn't want to be a father to others. Did he dare to not use lunatics as guns?

"The little genius of Blood Clan …"

"Xuanyuan Zhen, my name is Xuanyuan Zhen."

Blood Eye looked at him deeply. Xuanyuan Zhen's unquestionable request stunned Feng Jinyan. He waved his hand and said, "Fine fine fine, Xuanyuan Zhen, I don't care why you are here, and why you insist that I have your blood in me. However, I'm not in the mood or time for a joke."

What bloodline, do you really think that he is an idiot?

"I'm not joking. I want you to be my beloved, Consort Zhen."

When he knew that this Feng Jinyan was Feng Jinyan, who he had been waiting for a hundred years for and also had a fiancé for the crown prince, the strong jealousy he felt gave birth to such a thought in his mind. As long as others believed that he had the blood in his body, even if he was not a fool or a cripple, one day, no one would dare to covet him anymore. He could only be Feng Jinyan.

"You're not allowed to violate the rules, can't you speak properly?"

It turned out that no matter what expression a person with high looks put on, it was all a crime. Feng Jinyan glared at him snappily and pulled back his sleeve.

Xuanyuan Zhen was very smart. He noticed Ye Zichen's thoughts, so he directly grabbed his hand and put on a wronged expression as he played with Ye Zichen's fingers, "No, you won't be my kun."

"So you're tormenting me like this?"

Feng Jinyan silently rolled his eyes. Feng Jinyan remembered that the little genius at Blood Clan back then was simple and cute, and after teasing him for a bit, he immediately blushed. Time has always been a great tool for slaughtering pigs.

"Jinyan, if you are willing to let me torment you, then you can do it to me. Marry me in three days and be my kung fu."

Xuanyuan Zhen leaned over and touched Xuanyuan Zhen's face. If he knew that Ye Zichen liked his face, he would have moved closer to him earlier.

"Come on, don't tempt me. I've been a virgin for who knows how many years already. What if one of them is unable to control me?"

Feng Jinyan said in annoyance as he raised his hand and tapped Feng Jinyan's forehead with his finger.

"Me too. Old virgin, we are very compatible."

Hearing that, Xuanyuan Zhen immediately expressed his desire and shyness.

"I … will submit to you if I can't!"

Xuanyuan Zhen did not want to be fooled by him. He leaned his head on Jinyan's shoulder and placed his arms around his waist intimately, "Jinyan, as my Kun, I will love you and accompany you and will never betray you. No matter what you want to do, I am willing to be the sharpest Saint Weapon in your hands."

Anyone who became an obstacle in Feng Jinyan's return would be forcefully kicked aside. Whoever dared to snatch Feng Jinyan, they would have to use Dragon's Ultimate Skill to crush him to dust!

This was his determination, and also his promise to him.