Rebirth of Poisonous Empress

All of their gazes were like daggers that sliced towards Lin Chu Yue's heart.

Riding a tiger without being able to get down, going into a dilemma, Lin Chu Yue opened her mouth slightly and ate the food that Feng Yan had fed him.

"Good boy."

It was not only Lin Chu Yue who was shocked, but everyone present was unable to accept the scene that had unfolded in front of their eyes.

A woman who had already been reduced to being like an ant, was now openly sitting here, and was even so doted upon by Feng Yan.

Who could tell them if all of this was real or fake?

"Flame Emperor Uncle, this is …"

Lin Chu Yue and the others all knew, but they were curious about the identity of the person who sat here. After all, only the royal family members had the qualifications to enter the Imperial Palace.

"This king's only future Chief Consort."

As soon as Feng Yan finished speaking, everyone in the hall was stunned.

The future Flame King Chief Consort, the concubine of China's number one War God King, was actually a degenerate direct daughter who had her marriage annulled.

For a moment, no one was able to accept what Feng Yan had said.

"Don't joke around, Flame King. How could my niece be the Chief Consort's Chief Consort?" Imperial Consort Lin smiled, but when she saw the cold look in Feng Yan's eyes, she remained silent.

When did Lin Chu Yue get to know Flame King, and how did she get the recognition of Flame King? From the way she treated Lin Chu Yue, it seemed like she doted on him a lot.

Not only was the Imperial Consort Lin puzzled, the rest of the people were also puzzled.

"This King never jokes." Feng Yan raised his wine cup slowly and gulped down the wine. He then swept his gaze across the people in the palace. Although he did not say anything, his expression was undoubtedly warning the crowd, warning them that when they wanted to pinch Lin Chu Yue, they would raise their heads to him.

"Yan."

At this time, the man sitting on the dragon throne in the great hall opened his mouth, the domineering aura of a ruler bursting forth. As expected of the ruler of the China.

Feng Yi frowned slightly, his gaze landing on Lin Chu Yue, "Yan, how is it that I do not know you are acquainted with Lin Xiang's daughter?"

After the decline of the Lin Family, his every move was still there in his eyes, but Lin Chu Yue and Feng Yan were originally from two different worlds, how could they be related?

Today, Feng Yan had actually announced Lin Chu Yue as the candidate for the Flame King's Chief Consort in front of everyone, which made Feng Yi a little unhappy.

"Moreover, the matter of choosing a wife is extremely important, and we can't play any tricks. We have already chosen the most suitable candidate for you, if you like the Lin Family, then you can just become a concubine."

Feng Yi's clear and clear words reverberated in the ears of everyone within the palace.

These words were undoubtedly the biggest disgrace to Lin Chu Yue.

How could a woman, who had lost her honor and had her marriage annulled, be compatible with the China's War God King?

Lin Chu Yue understood, Emperor of China Feng Yi was being tactful when she said this, the people behind her must be feeling even worse about her.

That's right, with her identity, even marrying an ordinary family man would be a difficult task. However, she never intended to marry in her entire life and instead find a man to support her.

"Chendi thanks Your Majesty for your love." Feng Yan slightly raised his deep orchid like eyes, and looked somewhat cold. Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Feng Yan was already a prince who didn't like to talk too much.

Feng Yan once again held both of Lin Chu Yue's hands in front of everyone, and used his actions to tell everyone what his decision was: "This subject has Yue'er, so he has no other requests. If any other woman steps half a step into Flame King's Mansion, kill them."

In Hua Yan Palace, everyone could clearly feel the killing intent in Feng Yan's eyes.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere froze.

"It is said that the Lin Mansion is proficient in calligraphy and painting. I wonder if this prince has the luck to ask Miss Lin Family to play a song?"

At this time, a light voice sounded out, breaking the stalemate. Feng Tian Jin's expression changed slightly, as it landed on Lin Chu Yue's body.

"I am indebted to the Second Prince for his love, it is my honor." After getting up and leaving his seat, Lin Chu Yue slowly walked to the center of the hall, and blessed the people there, giving Feng Tian Jin a grateful glance.

"Prince, is it good for Yue Er to play your favorite song?" Lin Chu Yue smiled sweetly. Her smile was blooming like a flower, making people unable to shift their gaze away.

Feng Yan, just you wait, we will settle our debts later!