The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

Yan Lingxiao rode his horse galloping over to Feng Yanan's villa: "Yin Yu Lu".

This was left by Feng Yanan's mother.

The word "Yin" implies the seclusion and tranquility of the courtyard, and also refers to the low-key and unobtrusive personality of Feng Yanan's mother. The word "Yu" emphasizes the healing function of the medicinal materials and medical skills of the courtyard, and also echoes the superb medical skills of Feng Yanan's mother. The word "Lu" gives people a sense of simplicity and elegance, which fits the temperament of Feng Yanan's mother.

Therefore, the name "Yin Yu Lu" not only reflects Feng Yanan's mother's medical skills and good deeds, but also shows his low-key and elegant qualities. Feng Yanan didn't know all this.

The arrival of Yan Lingxiao shook the entire courtyard. The sound of galloping horses and iron hooves echoed on the bluestone road, like an exciting war song, echoing in the sky.

Nan Ze had been waiting here for a long time. When Yan Lingxiao saw him, he dismounted, his movements smooth and powerful, and then walked towards Nan Ze steadily. Every step seemed to carry the force of thunder and lightning, which made people dare not underestimate him.

Nan Ze bowed and said, "My Lord, the young lady has been waiting for a long time. Please follow me."

Yan Lingxiao followed Nan Ze's footsteps to the room where the mother and son lived. At this time, Feng Yanan was comforting the woman.

Seeing Yan Lingxiao, her face was still wet with tears, but her eyes were shining with determination. She clasped her hands tightly.

“Your Highness, the War King,” the woman took a deep breath, her voice trembling a little, but her tone was extremely firm, “I beg you for one thing.”

The War King nodded slightly, motioning for her to continue.

"My husband is your subordinate. He fought bravely for Dongling Country and you on the front line. However, someone set fire to our house. Now, my son and I have escaped by luck. I..." At this point, the woman's voice choked, but she quickly adjusted her mood and continued, "Please help send a message to tell him that I am still alive and our son is safe."

The War King was silent for a while, as if thinking about how to respond to the woman's request. Finally, he spoke, his voice low and powerful: "This king understands your concerns and requests. This king has the responsibility to protect my subordinates and their families. Even if you don't come to me, I will visit you." Several people were stunned at the same time. Especially Feng Yanan. How did he know that he saved the mother and son. Was he also there last night? It was all his fault that he was too anxious to save people and didn't pay attention to whether they found out.

Seeing that everyone looked very surprised. Yan Lingxiao did not hide anything, he said in a low voice: "Last night, I wanted to go and save you. But when I arrived, I found that my future princess was saving people and I couldn't bear to disturb her interest!" Feng Yanan was speechless. How could she be interested in saving people at that time? What kind of person is that!

Yan Lingxiao took out a secret letter from his arms: "This is the secret letter that I wrote last night to tell Captain Zuo. I was worried that he wouldn't believe it, so I thought of asking Madam Zuo to write a letter as well. I'm sure Captain Zuo will be relieved after seeing Madam Zuo's handwritten letter!"

Hearing the response from the War King, the woman's eyes flashed with tears of gratitude. She bowed her head deeply and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you, Your Highness the War King! Thank you, Princess Zhan! Your husband and I will never forget you!" Only then did she realize that the one who saved her was actually the future Princess Zhan.

"I'll write it right away! I'll write it to Wenxuan right away!" She said excitedly. At this moment, she felt extremely lucky. Her husband was under the banner of the King of War. And she happened to be saved by the Princess of War. She was in tears, but she smiled very happily.

Seeing this, Feng Yanan asked Nan Ze to go to Madam Hu to ask for writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone.

When Nan Ze brought it, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes were full of longing and worry. Every word seemed to be expressing her deepest feelings. Her handwriting was gentle and firm, and every word was full of deep affection for her husband.

Sometimes she stopped writing and fell into deep thought, as if she was recalling the good times she had spent with her husband; sometimes she sighed softly, expressing her worry and longing for her husband. Her handwriting was sometimes light and elegant, like a spring breeze; sometimes it was heavy and powerful, like a heart of stone.

Her letter was full of encouragement and support for her husband. She told him not to be fooled by others. No matter how many difficulties and challenges there were ahead, she would firmly wait for his return. Her letter revealed her deep attachment and endless longing for her husband.

At the end of the letter, she gently wrote her name and slowly put down the pen. She gently stroked the letter paper, as if she could feel the warmth and embrace of her husband. Her eyes flashed with determination, and she knew that this letter would carry her thoughts and blessings, travel thousands of miles, and reach her husband's hands.