Xiao Yao truly wanted to leave.
Although the super handsome guy in front of her was incredibly captivating, so much so that he was dangerously charming.
But he was simply a lunatic, utterly inexplicable.
Staying by his side meant she could be killed at any moment.
It was better to leave first.
However, the moment her foot moved, the chilling aura behind her immediately swept over her entire body!
"Dare to take a step and I'll break your leg..." It seemed he wasn't joking.
Xiao Yao was helpless.
The wise know when to retreat.
Even though she was incredibly impatient.
She turned back and smiled at Feng Ye Xuan, "Your Highness is joking. If Your Highness doesn't allow me to leave, how would I dare to take half a step? Heh!"
"I just wanted to go out for some fresh air, I absolutely don't want to leave. Your Highness worries too much."
One had to be patient with a madman.
Even though her patience was almost depleted.
Feng Ye Xuan stared intently at the smile on her lips.
She wasn't his dead woman, but why did she smile exactly the same way!
She could smile freely, easily, and sincerely at anyone, but only in front of him was it so fake and awkward!
She was clearly just placating him!
She was clearly... exactly the same!
Feng Ye Xuan walked towards her again.
Xiao Yao didn't know what she had said wrong. Was her attitude not "sincere and respectful" enough?
But in any case, the way this Prince looked at her was truly terrifying.
"P-Prince, I really didn't intend to escape..."
The word "escape" might have been used incorrectly, so she quickly changed her words. "I... aren't I about to make stir-fried crayfish for Your Highness? I... I was just going to gather some firewood!"
His aura was too powerful.
Just as he was about to get close to her, Xiao Yao turned and fled in a flash.
"Want to try the taste of a broken leg?" The man's voice, like a ghost, followed her like a shadow.
Xiao Yao's legs went weak, and she almost knelt before him.
"I, I was really just picking firewood!"
Soon, she returned carrying a pile of dry branches and twigs, her innocent large eyes blinking, clear and beautiful with a watery sheen.
Although she was indeed rather plain-looking, those eyes were inexplicably captivating.
Feng Ye Xuan squeezed his eyes shut forcefully. "My patience is limited! Hurry up!"
He didn't look at her.
Because whenever he looked at her, his heart would inexplicably stir.
She wasn't his dead woman. He had personally verified that face; it was real.
Unless there was a face-swapping technique in this world, how could she have transformed into another person without her face being tampered with?
No.
It really wasn't!
But every time he looked at her, his heart felt unsettled...
Behind him, the abandoned stove was gradually lit.
The speed was astonishing.
While he wasn't paying attention, Xiao Yao stealthily tossed in an alcohol ball.
She didn't know why her wrist chain's imprint contained so many strange items.
But she knew how to use them all, and they were all incredibly useful.
After the alcohol ball was thrown into the firewood, the pile of dry branches quickly ignited with a crackling sound.
She had also washed the discarded pot. All that was left were the crayfish...
"That who... no, that... Your Highness,"
Xiao Yao looked back at him, suddenly feeling a bit awkward.
"I think... I think I remember, I'm not very good at..."
Feng Ye Xuan stared at her, his gaze persistently unfriendly, carrying an inexplicable hostility.
Xiao Yao didn't understand why he disliked her so much.
There seemed to be a complex expression, more than just dislike.
However, she didn't want to investigate it now.
Because she had discovered something very embarrassing.
"My that..."
Xiao Yao bit her finger, a blush creeping onto her face. "That, I... I don't seem to know how to cook, could, could you..."
Feng Ye Xuan's face instantly darkened. "You want me to do it?"
Are you trying to die?