Feng Wu had given it some thought. Knowing that Jun Linyuan disliked a dull beauty the most, and since she couldn't change her face, she would do something about her temperament and make sure that Jun Linyuan would dislike her so much that he couldn't leave soon enough!
At that moment, Feng Yiran and Feng Liu had reached the front gate.
Seeing the group of people outside, Feng Yiran was so excited that he didn't know where to put his hands.
After all, the Feng clan had declined to the point that it was no longer one of the nine major clans, whereas Jun Linyuan was the future ruler of their supreme empire!
"Your Royal Highness β"
Lifting the lower hem of his robe, Feng Yiran knelt down.
Feng Liu held her breath and lowered her gaze, looking as obedient as a lamb. She followed suit and knelt down after Feng Yiran.
Jun Linyuan's haughty gaze brushed over the tops of their heads.
