Xiao Yao blamed her own mind a little.
What she thought of had indeed come to pass.
It was indeed to use Fu Ning to threaten her!
However, the dog prince was speaking calmly at the moment, so he probably wouldn't really lay a hand on Fu Ning.
The premise was that she had to be sufficiently "obedient."
"I'll go listen to what he has to say. You keep an eye on Fu Ning." She finished her needling and stood up.
Feng Jin Rui almost wanted to remind her, "Be careful!"
But that was his fourth brother. Could there be any danger?
No matter how angry his fourth brother was, he wouldn't actually hurt Xiao Yao... But, would he really not hurt her?
Feng Jin Rui was so worried!
Xiao Yao followed Feng Ye Xuan out of Yu Jing Pavilion.
He walked towards Wu Zhou Yuan, but Xiao Yao hesitated. She really didn't want to go back to that place.
However, thinking about what Feng Jin Rui had said, if she didn't provoke him, there probably wouldn't be any trouble.
Perhaps the dog man really had something to say.
As if possessed, she still followed him in.
But he still didn't say anything. After returning to Wu Zhou Yuan, he went into his own sleeping quarters.
The door was left ajar, clearly waiting for the person behind him.
Xiao Yao hesitated. Should she go in or not?
"Still not coming in? Do you want me to carry you in?"
Xiao Yao's heart chilled. After those words, not only did she not go in, she actually turned and was about to run.
The dog man's tone was cold, and he was clearly in a bad mood.
At this time, it was best to provoke him as little as possible! If she didn't leave now, she wouldn't be able to leave later!
Feng Ye Xuan was almost amused to death! Should he praise her for being too clever, or punish her for being disobedient?
"Have you forgotten? Your current identity is still this prince's personal maid?"
"I didn't agree... you!"
A gust of wind swept over.
Her short legs were no match for Feng Ye Xuan's long legs.
Her collar tightened, and she was immediately lifted up by him.
By the time she came to her senses, her little bottom had already felt pain as she was bumped onto the bed.
On the bed?
Xiao Yao's expression changed, and she immediately tried to get up.
Unexpectedly, that tall figure suddenly moved closer, scaring her into quickly retreating.
As she dodged backward, with a thud, she was directly lying back on the bed.
"Your Highness..."
"If you don't want anything to happen, then lie here obediently and sleep!"
"You..."
"No talking!" Feng Ye Xuan dropped a cold threat, then straightened up, and with a flick of his hand.
His palm strength sent out, extinguishing the candlelight, and the room was plunged into darkness.
Xiao Yao was a little unaccustomed to it and instinctively closed her eyes.
After her eyes adjusted to the darkness in the room, she looked up and could still vaguely see the figure sitting by the table.
He was drinking wine.
The smell of wine gradually filled the room.
Xiao Yao remembered hearing people say before that those who drank heavily might not get drunk, but rather those who drank slowly and dejectedly alone were more likely to get drunk in the end.
Feng Ye Xuan remained silent, just drinking wine.
He drank very slowly, without any haste, his eyes looking at some unknown corner.
In the faint moonlight, Xiao Yao saw his perfect profile, carrying an indescribable cold aura.
And a kind of deathly chill.
Not a trace of vitality.
He was the aloof Prince Xuan, so why did he now seem so pained, so despairing?
Could it be that even a person like him had regrets in his heart, felt apprehensive, or even fearful?
What was he so upset about?
Xiao Yao didn't know what possessed her, but she climbed off the bed and walked towards him.