Chapter 1917
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Because only by completing this task would her beautiful master wake up for the second time.
Her beautiful master had said that the second awakening wouldn't be as brief as the first.
Feng Wu was already at the seventh stage of the 12 Trials of Love, but she had been stuck there for a long time.
That was because the seventh stage required Jun Linyuan's rage level to reach 100, but she had no idea how she could do that.
Feng Wu had tried to make Jun Linyuan angry countless times, but to her dismay, all she could do was provoke him a little. Soon, instead of getting angry, Jun Linyuan would be happy … Feng Wu was so furious that she almost choked on her anger!
But now … Jun Linyuan's rage level had reached 100?!
How was that possible?!
But the words in her head wouldn't lie to her.
The seventh stage, the winter hunt, was to make Jun Linyuan's rage level reach 100. Done!
What on earth was going on? Nothing had happened just then. Feng Wu scratched her head in confusion.
"Ding! The eighth stage: Make Jun Linyuan admit to your engagement."
Those words rang out in Feng Wu's head.
Feng Wu's eyes widened, and she stared in front of her.
The person she was staring at was none other than Sefiro, and Sefiro was saying all sorts of bad things about Feng Wu, accusing her of spreading rumors about His Royal Highness …
Sefiro's stomach lurched under Feng Wu's stern gaze, and she almost jumped to her feet.
However, Feng Wu wasn't in the mood to pay attention to what Sefiro was saying. Right now, all her attention was on the words in her head.
The eighth stage: Make Jun Linyuan admit to your engagement.
Acknowledge your betrothal. What this means is — —
She and Jun Linyuan really had an engagement like that?!
What?!
Feng Wu was dumbfounded.
"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu?"
Seeing that Feng Wu was dumbfounded, Feng Xun shook her by the shoulders anxiously.
Staring at Feng Xun, Feng Wu looked as if she had been struck by lightning. She asked in a daze, "Tell me … Is my engagement with Jun Linyuan still there?"
Feng Xun nodded happily. "That's right. Xiao Wu, don't worry. You're the future wife of the crown prince. Zuo Qingxian's dead, and no one will dare piss you off!"
Feng Xun raised an eyebrow at Feng Wu, as if to say, "Are you happy?"
Feng Wu was speechless.
She. Was. Not. Happy. Good. Good?
"I don't believe it!"
Jun Linyun finally came back to his senses. He yelled angrily and glared at Feng Wu. "I don't believe it!"
Feng Wu almost rolled her eyes at him. "What's going on between me and Jun Linyuan has nothing to do with you." Can you please stop interfering, Your Royal Highness?!
However, Jun Linyun didn't receive Su Luo's brainwaves at all. Holding Feng Wu's shoulders, he said solemnly, "My brother doesn't like you at all. He likes Zuo Qingluan! Xiao Wu, don't worry, I'll help you cancel this engagement! Wait for me! "
With that, the Seventh Prince rushed out with a strong sense of righteousness!
He wanted to reason things out with his eldest royal brother.
Whoosh –
Feng Liu and the others had been almost convinced by Feng Xun, but what Jun Linyun said reminded them of something.
His Royal Highness liked the genius Zuo Qingluan.
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