Guard Dundun rubbed his hands and came forward with a strange expression: "Your Majesty, someone outside said... That you have a broken sleeve."
Xie Linfeng raised his head and drank a sip of strong wine. When he heard this, he didn't even raise his eyelids. He wiped the wine stains from his lips and smiled freely and openly: "It doesn't matter, I don't care about those common names."
Two years later.
With a "bang" sound, the tea cup was placed heavily on the table.
Xie Linfeng frowned, his eyes full of unbelievable sullenness: "There are rumors about Su Yan and me, why didn't you tell me earlier!"
Dundun shrank his neck and whispered: "Didn't you say you don't care about these common names..."
"That's Su Yan!" Xie Linfeng interrupted him through gritted teeth, but his ears turned red uncontrollably, "It's not a common name!"
Xie Linfeng, the fourth prince of Daqi, was born bright and sincere. He had no desire for imperial power and only longed for freedom in the mountains and rivers. In the snowstorm at the border, he picked up a lowly slave and took him with him as a counselor.
But he didn't know that this lowly slave was actually He Lianjin, the wolf king of the enemy country.
Little did he know that this wolf had already set its sights on him, greedily tracing his features for countless days and nights.
