The Flute and the sword*

Ye Rushang glanced at Wei Jing Ling and pursed her lips. She wanted them to ignore her but she had already seen them.

"Feng Haoran where are you going to.."

Wei Jing Ling said softly ignoring Ye Rushang presence.

Wei Jing Ling looked their linked arms and her expression darken, what was this b*tch doing with her man.

Ye Rushang also stared back, what was this b*tch thinking that her man was hers not a chance.

"What is it you want..."

Feng Haoran spat out coldly, he didn't have the patience to entertain fools especially ones that made his little Ru'er angry.

"My father wants to see you..."

Ye Rushang looked at Wei Jing Ling, what a fool! If she had really come from Sheng Du palace they wouldn't have crossed paths. Now would they?

"Oh.."

Feng Haoran tighten his hold on Ye Rushang continued heading towards the gates.

They couldn't waste more time on such a fool.

Wei Jing Ling stomped her foot angrily as she ran to Shengdu palace in tears.