Sieben Nächte mit Schnee

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Lin Feng disliked boasting, and Bei Chentian knew her personality, but he was curious. The old man from the Yin family had a foul and stubborn temper. Did she really have a way to get them to talk?

"Just let go, I'll take responsibility for anything." He gazed at her with a calm smile in his handsome eyes; this woman was truly astonishing.

With a strange smile, Lin Feng took two steps forward without saying a word. The Heavenly Desolation Blade was in her hand. Suddenly, the blade flashed, and she had already cut off the limbs of the Yin Clan elder, who was surrounded by the crowd, and blinded him. His whole body had become a human stick.

Even the seasoned Beichen Tianzhong commanders, accustomed to the carnage of battle, felt a chill run down their spines. Good heavens! What kind of woman has His Highness brought back this time? She's bloodthirsty and ruthless, and who knows what's going on in her head. Of course, they've already labeled Lin Feng a "devil," so they dare not question her intentions.

Bei Chentian raised an eyebrow. He thought Lin Feng would try to persuade him, but Lin Feng was so afraid of trouble and even more ruthless than he had imagined. What a dangerous guy!

Lin Feng's purpose was clearly not to get the old man Yin to talk. There were definitely more than just him who knew about such crucial information. It was impossible for his son and grandson to be completely unaware of it. Naturally, Lin Feng would open the door to information from them.

"What...what are you going to do! Grandpa, Grandpa!" The Yin family's grandsons were born relatively late and had not personally experienced the vicissitudes of war. Death cast a deep shadow on them. The old man of the Yin family rolled on the ground in agony, screaming. Blood stained the ground, but none of his grandsons dared to go forward and touch him.

Seeing his grandsons so useless, Old Master Yin was both shocked and furious, feeling a deep sadness. Unfortunately, Lin Feng hadn't struck any vital organs, so he wouldn't die anytime soon. He roared in anger, "You vicious, wretched woman! Kill me!"

Seeing him roll to his feet, Lin Feng coldly kicked him back. At this moment, two boys finally dared to rush up to their grandfather's side, but they could do nothing but cry. Another boy stared at her fiercely with a pair of ruthless eyes, as if he wanted to take her life at any moment.

With a cold laugh, Lin Feng had seen this kind of situation far too many times. In the past, when it came to collecting debts in the underworld, every time it was a bloody affair, she had long understood the psychology of those people.

Another kick followed, and Old Master Yin's jawbone was dislocated, rendering him speechless.

“If you want him to suffer less, tell me where the thing is.”

The two young men from the Yin family just cried, unable to utter a single word for a long time. Lin Feng knew he couldn't count on them; he guessed they probably didn't understand much either. Old Man Yin had already fainted from the pain, and the boy who had been looking at her with hatred suddenly spoke.

"I know where it is, Grandpa told me!" He was the heir of the Yin family, and the entire Yin family's burdens were already on his shoulders. Although he was the youngest of the four sons in the Yin family, he was the most mature. That's why their grandfather told this boy everything after their father died.

Bei Chentian and the others, who had been observing, all turned their gazes toward the young man. The young man, panting, said, "Go to the porcelain-colored stone three-tenths of an inch to the left and three-tenths of an inch to the top in the middle of the main hall. Turn that stone and you can lift up a pen holder on the left side of the hall. Inside the mechanism is the remnant wine. Just give me a quick answer!"

Lin Feng gave Bei Chentian an OK sign, then with a flash of her blade, she severed Old Man Yin's head. She returned like a grim reaper, bringing not only astonishment and admiration but also fear from those around her. Later, Lin Feng's bloodthirsty reputation likely began from that day.

Nangong Chuixue had already followed the boy's directions and soon brought Canshang back safely. Beichen Tian picked up the silver bow wrapped in cloth, looked at it, and nodded, saying, "That's right, it is indeed Canshang." He then looked at Lin Feng with a half-smile, "Your methods are truly unexpected. Others probably wouldn't even dream that you, a woman who is so beautiful, could be so ruthless."

"Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself." Lin Feng rolled his eyes and replied with a single sentence. Bei Chentian seemed to understand something and nodded, then ordered the battle down the mountain to come to an end, and all the soldiers chasing Lei Ran were to retreat.

Now that he had obtained the remnant, Bei Chentian no longer needed to keep his eyes on Red Leaf Valley. He sent a team to guard the place, while the rest prepared to set off. It was finally time for him to return home.

"General, what should we do with these three brats?" the man who had just come up asked. Of the three remaining sons of the Yin family, one had fainted from crying, another was still trembling beside the bloodied corpse of Old Master Yin, and the third was staring hatefully at Lin Feng. For a moment, they did not know what the general meant.

Bei Chentian thought for a moment, then asked Lin Feng with a smile, "Your reward will be given later. You resolved the matter yourself, so you can do whatever you want with these three brats."

Lin Feng's mind raced slightly. She never pitied others' backgrounds; this world was a dog-eat-dog world. However, she knew that she was currently powerless in Yin Sang. But these three brats were likely her family's enemies, so she certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to build up power only to destroy herself.

Looking at the three men, he immediately realized that the fourth son of the Yin family was indeed a talented individual. With her methods, using his two brothers as hostages, she wouldn't be afraid of losing control of this double-edged sword. Therefore, he agreed.

"Take the three of them away. I'll handle things myself once we get back to Beichen."

Several soldiers immediately came up and dragged the three boys away. Since Canshang had fallen into Beichen Tian's hands, Lei Ran would no longer bother attacking Hongye Valley. The next day, it was already known that Lei Ran had quietly retreated and returned to his Tiancheng.

Bei Chentian seemed to want to keep Lin Feng as a trump card and hide her existence. During the day, he sent three maids and two guards to tell her to change into a set of plain white women's clothing. Lin Feng did as he wished, and looked quite gentle, like a lady from a noble family. If it weren't for his cruel and bloody methods yesterday, others would really think she was a weak woman.

The three maids, who were her personal attendants, were initially somewhat arrogant, thinking to themselves, what right does this woman have to be treated differently by Prince Beichen? Later, seeing that the other two guards beside Beichen Tian were all very respectful to her, they became more respectful to Lin Feng.

Those two guards were none other than Han Qing, the very man who had been glared at by Lin Feng last night, and Zhang Zhuo, one of the best guards from last night. Having witnessed Lin Feng's terrifying nature, who would dare to utter a single word against him?

Han Qing admired her even more, but was even more afraid of her. At this moment, he treated this woman like a goddess, fearing that if she was dissatisfied with anything, she would make him "disappear without reason".

The people around Bei Chentian are all relatively open-minded. Bei Chentian studied under a famous master since childhood. His master was known for his eccentric temperament, which made Bei Chentian just as unrestrained as him. In this era, he has very few people who have any concept of etiquette.

Almost every woman who has seen Bei Chentian falls for him, captivated by his unparalleled handsome appearance, enamored with his lofty status, and adored by his skills as a war god.

However, it is true that Bei Chen Tian is not interested in women. He has just turned twenty this year, but he does not have a single concubine or wife. He is almost unique among the princes and nobles of this era! In Bei Chen's capital, Fancheng, countless princesses and beauties want to throw themselves into his arms, but they are frequently rejected.

However, in Lin Feng's view, this was merely an excuse to prevent women from climbing the social ladder. What man doesn't have such needs? At most, he just didn't consider the women he slept with as special individuals...

Just as the three women were recounting the events surrounding Bei Chentian, a commotion arose outside the room: "Master Lin, His Highness has ordered carriages and horses to be prepared."

Lin Feng replied, "Understood!" Then, accompanied by the three maids, he once again sat in the grand carriage and ornate tent.

Looking at Bei Chentian now, his court attire was truly impressive. His armor perfectly showcased his masculine spirit, and his long black hair was tied back in a ponytail. His sharp, eagle-like eyes were undeniably handsome. Even Lin Feng couldn't help but admire his overall appearance. Having watched so many period dramas, he realized that none of the so-called stars could match half the charisma of this man. Was it truly a case of the real thing being superior to the fake?

At a command, the entire procession marched forward in a mighty procession, with no further obstacles in sight.

Although Lin Feng also wanted to ride a horse, he knew that if he wanted to hide it, he couldn't let her reveal her martial arts skills. He could only shake his head and sigh with regret. The carriage followed behind the group and slowly headed towards Fancheng, the capital of Beichen.

Chapter Thirteen: Ouyang

The continent of Yin Sang is not much different from ancient China. Lin Feng did not believe in the idea of time travel before, but her personal experience made her both laugh and cry. Although she had been in Yin Sang for less than a month, she felt like she had truly become a person of Yin Sang and was gradually getting used to her surroundings.

"Master Lin, His Highness will be attending a banquet today, and he specifically instructed that you be there." This morning, after Lin Feng finished washing and dressing, his maid Jin Yi came over and said this.

Bei Chentian gave her three maids, each with a different personality. Jin Yi was very feminine, understanding, and didn't like to say what was on her mind directly, making her easy to get along with. Jin Lan was more lively and a little feisty, a naive little sister who was also a skilled concealed weapon marksman. Jin Zi was a bit gossipy, but not malicious by nature. Lin Feng initially disliked these three, but after spending a few days with them, he found them much better, and his expression softened considerably when speaking to them.

These three maids all knew some martial arts. In Beichen Tianfu, there were very few people who didn't know martial arts, so when Lin Feng, this "delicate" beauty, walked into the Crown Prince's villa, everyone stared wide-eyed.

The three women actually had feelings for Bei Chentian, but they dared not speak up for fear that His Highness would distance himself from them. When Lin Feng showed that he didn't care much about Bei Chentian, their hostility towards her disappeared completely.

After all, Lin Feng possesses both literary talent and martial arts skills. In stark contrast to her beautiful appearance is her extremely intelligent mind and shrewdness. With her big sister demeanor, it's impossible not to admire her.

The three women had never seen Lin Feng so fierce before, and now they all considered her a friend. Jinlan even frequently called her "crazy sister," which terrified Hanqing and Zhang Zhuo, who were sweating profusely, fearing that Lin Feng's anger would lead to uncontrollable situations. However, Lin Feng didn't react much. After all, modern people can't have the same feudalistic thinking as people in ancient times, can they?

"Oh? Who are the people attending this dinner tonight?" Lin Feng asked casually.

Jin Yi replied, "Tonight's banquet is a celebration banquet held by His Majesty to celebrate His Highness's victorious return. All the Grand Councilors will be present, as will the First Prince and the Second Prince."

Lin Feng paused slightly as he reached for the water glass. "And the First Prince and the Second Prince? Then wouldn't Chen Tian be the third prince?"