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Chapter 788 The Prince's Secret Guard 12

Yan Feng said this, and Gun Gun did not make any rebuttal. Instead, he responded to his words with special approval.

He said: "Boss, isn't it normal for you to think this way? I said that humans can't find your whereabouts, but I didn't say that gods can't find it. Even if it's just a soul fragment, it's still a soul fragment of God. It's not that easy for me to cheat him by giving you a cheat!"

Yan Feng:......

It seems right.

This really can’t be blamed on the Red Panda business problems.

Nan Yanhui’s current destination is the palace, so Yan Feng naturally follows him back as quickly as possible.

Even faster than Nan Yanhui's horse, when Nan Yanhui hurried back to the room, Yan Feng was already lying on the bed, pretending as if he had never left.

Seeing Nan Yan coming back, Yan Feng immediately got up.

As if he just knew that something happened to Nan Yanhui, he looked at her face nervously, and then reminded her in a panic: "How did you get hurt like this? Where is the medicine? I'll help you..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Nan Yanhui walked to the bedside as quickly as possible and pressed Yan Feng down.

The wound on the forehead had dried naturally during this period of time.

The blood stopped flowing.

However, the remaining bloodstains on his face were enough to make him look quite hideous and terrifying.

Just keep this situation.

Nan Yanhui stared at Yan Feng's eyes.

She asked him word by word: "Yan Feng, who are you?"

Yan Feng told him the name when they were making love last night.

At that time, he thought that this was the best name he had ever heard in his life. But now, looking into Yan Feng's eyes, he pondered the name carefully and felt that there were all kinds of feelings hidden in it that he couldn't understand.

It's different from his excited state.

Yan Feng's beautiful blue eyes looked at Nan Yanhui's face.

There was no nervous reaction.

Instead, he grinned, revealing a particularly nonchalant smile. He said, "Am I not your secret guard? Who else could I be?"

It was his secret guard for sure.

But it seems that he is not his secret guard.

I have absolutely no idea why I have this thought.

Nan Yan raised her hand and pressed hard on her forehead twice.

After reorganizing his chaotic thoughts, he said, "When I asked you to assassinate Nanqi last night, you accidentally fell into the trap they set. As a result, more than a dozen people surrounded you, but you were able to kill them all and escape unscathed, without letting anyone see your appearance."

Yan Feng nodded.

Although the mistake at the beginning had nothing to do with him.

But overall, it was indeed the right thing for him to do.

Nan Yanhui continued, "And today in the palace, I am sure I saw you. You don't have to rush to refute me. My eyes are very good. I just don't understand how you climbed up such a tall building? Why didn't anyone around notice your presence?"

The emperor's palace must be guarded by countless people. Not only the guards they can see on the surface, but also countless shadow guards following behind in the dark.

This is something that can be confirmed without even thinking about it.

However, in this situation, Yan Feng was able to break through everyone's defense and appear in a place where he definitely shouldn't be.

No matter which angle you look at it from, this matter is really strange.

What made Nan Yanhui feel even more horrified was that if he had not suddenly had some telepathic thoughts today and subconsciously turned around to look in that direction, he would never have been aware of Yan Feng's existence.

It’s as if the other person has integrated himself into the surrounding environment.

He was wearing a blue outfit that was particularly conspicuous in the palace of yellow bricks and green tiles, but no one would doubt his existence, let alone take the initiative to find his location.

just like……

The man before him was just a ghostly apparition.

Because his own existence is illusory.

So it won’t be noticed, and no one will see any problems.

When this answer appeared in his mind, Nan Yanhui felt an indescribable tingling sensation on his scalp.

What made him feel even more helpless was that there were so many suspicious points about Yan Feng, but he still had no intention of hurting him.

At least at this moment, he felt that he seemed to understand a little bit, the feeling of being both overwhelmed and depressed when his father treated that vicious woman.

He treated Yan Feng the same way.

At least from this perspective, the blood relationship between him and his father cannot be changed at all, even if his father does not recognize it.

Take two deep breaths.

In the end, he let go of the hand that was pressing on the other person.

Nan Yanhui sat down next to Yan Feng, and then slowly expressed the assumptions that she was unwilling to think about or admit in her heart.

He said: "You can do what you did to escape last night, and you can also do what you did to follow me this morning. This makes me wonder why such a powerful person would accidentally step into someone else's trap last night."

"So I was wondering if there was a possibility..."

"You are not the one who fell into the trap yesterday at all."

"The secret guard who fell into the trap died last night. And you..."

What is the specific identity?

Nan Yanhui couldn't come to any conclusion herself.

In fact, the best answer is that Yan Feng should be the spy sent by Nanqi to be an undercover agent beside him.

But the moment this thought appeared, Nan Yanhui denied it.

Because there is no need for Nanqi to do this at all.

In other words, if the secret guard sent out last night was really caught and executed by Nan Qi, Nan Qi would immediately use that as his own evidence to accuse Nan Yan in front of the emperor.

Regardless of whether the secret guard can represent Nan Yanhui.

According to Nanqi's brainless behavior habits, he would definitely do this anyway.

So Nan Yanhui was even more confused.

What exactly happened with Yan Feng’s appearance?

Just when he was unable to stop struggling, Yan Feng, who had been lying there obediently, finally scratched his hair helplessly.

My husband is too smart.

I want to hide something from him, but it's impossible.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and then looked into Nan Yanhui's eyes again.

Yan Feng said honestly: "Okay, I'll tell you the truth. Actually, your guess is correct. The soul that was originally using this body was indeed dead when the trap was planted last night."

"I am his soul that appears in his place. It's like taking over his body. Do you understand?"

"I know you don't want to believe it, but this is the situation. So my identity has not changed, I am still your secret guard. It's just that my ability has changed slightly. The kind of thing that happened before, falling into a trap, will never happen again. I promise you."