Chapter 889 - What Happens in the Snowfield… 3

Chapter 889 What Happens in the Snowfield… 3
Darting another look at Jun Linyuan, Feng Wu drew back her hand.
She ground her teeth and gave Jun Linyuan an aggrieved look.
Jun Linyuan also regretted scolding her, but he was too proud to apologize. He only went on treating Feng Wu’s wound with a poker face.
For a moment, it was very quiet and… awkward.

Thank you… for saving me.
Feng Wu broke the silence.
Jun Linyuan darted a look at Feng Wu, but didn’t say anything.

Can you tell me how the others are doing? Are they alive? Are they in a safe place? And Yu Mingye…

The crown prince had softened a little, but his gaze sharpened again at the mention of that name!
He looked ferocious!
Feng Wu flinched.
Stealing a glance at Jun Linyuan, Feng Wu murmured,
…And there you were, saying you’ve never considered him an equal match. Then don’t flare up whenever his name is mentioned. It’s like he killed your dad or something…

The crown prince’s face was even grimmer.
Feng Wu gave in.
Fine, I won’t mention his name…

She rubbed her nose. Since Jun Linyuan was obviously annoyed, she decided she wouldn’t ask and be rebuffed again.
The awkwardness set in once more.
Jun Linyuan rose to his feet all of a sudden and Feng Wu looked up as well.

Are you trying to freeze to death?


No —
Feng Wu shook her head immediately.
There you go. The crown prince didn’t look at her when he began to cast a spell with his nimble fingers. Soon —
Feng Wu had been sitting against a snow wall. With Jun Linyuan’s movements, three more walls rose up and converged above their heads to form a dome.
Feng Wu didn’t know what to say.
The guy had just built a solid snow house in under a minute? That was spectacular!
Feng Wu stared at the house in amazement.
She was still savoring the sculpture-like roof when Jun Linyuan turned to leave.

Where are you going?!
Feng Wu cried out.
He had bandaged her up and built her a house; did he think he had done enough and was going to leave her here?
If this were any other day, Feng Wu would happily see the man off. However, that Frosty Night Beast was lurking somewhere; it would be able to turn Feng Wu into a pancake with a single strike!
She didn’t want to die!

I’m going hunting.
He left after those words and was soon out of sight.
Well, he should be back soon, right?
Feng Wu wrapped the luxurious cape tightly around herself, leaving only her head poking out. Her eyes darted around cautiously.
The cape smelt like Jun Linyuan. It was cool, refreshing, and unique. To her surprise, she liked the scent.
With the cape around her, Feng Wu felt very safe.
That was strange…
Feng Wu frowned.
She thought she didn’t like Jun Linyuan. Why didn’t she find his smell repulsive?
Feng Wu’s eyes darted around.
Wait!
Why was there blood on that wall?
She had been in the same place the whole time; there was no way her blood could have been smeared there.
And the two of them were the only people here…

Shit!
Feng Wu smacked her forehead.
Jun Linyuan’s black robe had concealed his blood. It was his blood that had been transferred onto the white wall.
He was… injured?
And why did that blood have a hint of green to it?
Grinding her teeth at the pain from her wound, Feng Wu inched in that direction. She scraped a little blood off the wall and sniffed it.
That smell… Feng Wu had a bad feeling.
Chapter 889 What Happens in the Snowfield… 3
Darting another look at Jun Linyuan, Feng Wu drew back her hand.
She ground her teeth and gave Jun Linyuan an aggrieved look.
Jun Linyuan also regretted scolding her, but he was too proud to apologize. He only went on treating Feng Wu’s wound with a poker face.
For a moment, it was very quiet and… awkward.

Thank you… for saving me.
Feng Wu broke the silence.
Jun Linyuan darted a look at Feng Wu, but didn’t say anything.

Can you tell me how the others are doing? Are they alive? Are they in a safe place? And Yu Mingye…

The crown prince had softened a little, but his gaze sharpened again at the mention of that name!
He looked ferocious!
Feng Wu flinched.
Stealing a glance at Jun Linyuan, Feng Wu murmured,
…And there you were, saying you’ve never considered him an equal match. Then don’t flare up whenever his name is mentioned. It’s like he killed your dad or something…

The crown prince’s face was even grimmer.
Feng Wu gave in.
Fine, I won’t mention his name…

She rubbed her nose. Since Jun Linyuan was obviously annoyed, she decided she wouldn’t ask and be rebuffed again.
The awkwardness set in once more.
Jun Linyuan rose to his feet all of a sudden and Feng Wu looked up as well.

Are you trying to freeze to death?


No —
Feng Wu shook her head immediately.
There you go. The crown prince didn’t look at her when he began to cast a spell with his nimble fingers. Soon —
Feng Wu had been sitting against a snow wall. With Jun Linyuan’s movements, three more walls rose up and converged above their heads to form a dome.
Feng Wu didn’t know what to say.
The guy had just built a solid snow house in under a minute? That was spectacular!
Feng Wu stared at the house in amazement.
She was still savoring the sculpture-like roof when Jun Linyuan turned to leave.

Where are you going?!
Feng Wu cried out.
He had bandaged her up and built her a house; did he think he had done enough and was going to leave her here?
If this were any other day, Feng Wu would happily see the man off. However, that Frosty Night Beast was lurking somewhere; it would be able to turn Feng Wu into a pancake with a single strike!
She didn’t want to die!

I’m going hunting.
He left after those words and was soon out of sight.
Well, he should be back soon, right?
Feng Wu wrapped the luxurious cape tightly around herself, leaving only her head poking out. Her eyes darted around cautiously.
The cape smelt like Jun Linyuan. It was cool, refreshing, and unique. To her surprise, she liked the scent.
With the cape around her, Feng Wu felt very safe.
That was strange…
Feng Wu frowned.
She thought she didn’t like Jun Linyuan. Why didn’t she find his smell repulsive?
Feng Wu’s eyes darted around.
Wait!
Why was there blood on that wall?
She had been in the same place the whole time; there was no way her blood could have been smeared there.
And the two of them were the only people here…

Shit!
Feng Wu smacked her forehead.
Jun Linyuan’s black robe had concealed his blood. It was his blood that had been transferred onto the white wall.
He was… injured?
And why did that blood have a hint of green to it?
Grinding her teeth at the pain from her wound, Feng Wu inched in that direction. She scraped a little blood off the wall and sniffed it.
That smell… Feng Wu had a bad feeling.