C968 Third prince of the empire of ziyou

It was not a fake, and it was possible that he really did not know the identity of Ling Yun's group. A faint smile appeared on his face, and he casually greeted, "So it's His Highness the crown prince of Soaring Cloud Empire, I'm the third prince of Empire of Ziyou, Zi Yan, sorry for the disrespect."

Then, he looked at Ling'er, and revealed a humble smile: "Miss, I wish to gift this crystal necklace to you, I don't know how to reward you."

Ling Yun frowned, he felt a burning sensation on his face, and the smile on his face disappeared, replaced with coldness.

If it was before, then it was fine if this Zi Yan did not know their identities.

And now, knowing about it, he could easily see the relationship between Ling'er and Ling Yun, and it was still the same. This clearly meant that he did not place Ling Yun in his eyes, nor the Soaring Cloud Empire in his eyes.

Behind Ling Yun, Ling Tian and the rest also had ugly looks on their faces, with fury burning in their eyes.

"Your Highness the third prince is considerate!" I thank you on behalf of my beloved concubine. " Ling Yun forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at Zi Yan indifferently, and pulled him into his embrace, saying indifferently: "However, this crystal necklace, I am still able to afford it. One hundred and fifty thousand spirit Stone."

Unexpectedly, Ling'er did not resist, and allowed Ling Yun to tyrannically hug her, the delicate face under the veil revealed a gentle smile, her small head leaned on Ling Yun's face, as though she was a little bird following a human.

Although Zi Yan had long seen that the relationship between Ling'er and Ling Yun was possibly not simple, he did not expect it to be so intimate.

He was the third prince of the Empire of Ziyou, the son that Emperor Ziyou valued the most, and it was extremely likely that he would be established as a storage monarch. Once established, he would be equivalent to a Son of God of a Sacred Ground, yet a storage monarch of a small quasi-holy land like Ling Yun dared to act in such a way.

When she saw Ling'er's gentle and happy face while he was in Ling Yun's embrace, the jealousy in her heart almost rushed to her head.

He, Zi Yan, a heaven's pride level expert, was already at the peak of the middle stage of the Martial King at such a young age. Who would dare to resist a woman if they wanted one?

In his eyes, it was an honor for a woman like Ling Yun, who was a storage monarch, to be chosen by him.

"Your Highness Ling Yun, can't this prince give the princess consort a present?" The smile on Zi Yan's face slowly disappeared as he blandly spoke, his eyes looking at Ling Yun.

"No way!" Ling Yun curled his lips, and said lightly. Who didn't see your dirty thoughts, and his voice turned slightly cold, "It's fine if you want to give me a gift. After we leave the ruins, I will officially become the Crown Prince's consort.

At that time, when the Third Prince comes down to give his gift, I will accept it. As for now, the Third Prince will stay behind by himself! "

"Good, good, good!" Zi Yan gave a cold laugh and waved his sleeves, "Then we'll have to see if Your Highness can smoothly exit the relic. If you can't, the so-called great marriage might not be possible anymore.

"I am afraid that the future Crown Princess can only stay in her own room. I hope Your Highness can make the arrangements earlier. Don't waste her good years."

"I won't trouble Third Prince to worry about that." Ling Yun narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

Threatening me? I, Ling Yun, am tired of living, not daring to fight with the attention of a woman like me. If I were to meet you in the ruins, I wouldn't mind taking your life.

"Hmph!"

Zi Yan snorted coldly, brushed his sleeves, and left. Before leaving, he looked coldly at Ling Yun, as if he was looking at a dead man.