"Why don't you go back to the house with this king?" he glanced at Yao Ling coldly and ordered, then swept the eight tones with cold eyes, turned around and walked out of the door with his hands on his shoulders.

At this time, the hall was quiet, and a single needle could be heard.

Yaoling followed behind Fengzhao and walked obediently towards the door, and when she was about to go out, she secretly turned around and waved her hand at Bayin and Pearl, and said softly: "I live in Ningjun Wangfu, come to me when you have time." ”

As soon as the words fell, she felt that the figure in front of her flashed, and her whole person was swept into a wide embrace, and the wind from the sleeves of her robe stimulated her big watery eyes, and she instinctively closed her eyes.

"Princess, are you so indifferent to the king's existence?" came the voice of the cold wind in his ears.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that Fengzhao, whose face was full of depression and mania, was staring at him fiercely, and his eyes that were as deep as a pool on weekdays were now full of burning flames. Her little face turned red, and she muttered, "I'm just saying goodbye to them." Before the words fell, I saw that Fengzhao's handsome face was like a finely carved face pressing towards her little by little.

At this moment, Fengzhao's heart is as uncomfortable as the cat's paw, this stinky girl, seeing people with their own three points of familiarity, the last time the thistle is like brocade, this is these few desert dragon people, especially this time, this girl looked at the eyes of the desert dragon boy really made him very angry, and there was a faint trace of jealousy that swallowed his heart and made him about to lose the last trace of reason.

Yaoling looked at the mouth with a perfect lip line that was approaching her little by little, and panicked in her heart, Xiaofeng was really angry today, and she had to be in front of everyone...

She tried to struggle with her petite body, but her arms were wrapped around her like iron hoops.

"Little Wind," she pleaded lowly. The eyes involuntarily secretly glanced to both sides, but saw that the upstairs and downstairs doors of Huitianxia were full of people, and all of them looked at her and Fengzhao in amazement. Everyone's face and eyes were filled with an inexplicable excitement and nervousness.

Bayin watched Fengzhao gradually approach Yaoling's face, and wanted to stop it, but was stopped by the middle-aged man on the side. Something was said softly in Molong's language, and Bayin didn't make another move after all. It's just that there is a hint of gloom in the eyes.

"Let the whole city know today that you are the princess of this king. The voice was low, hoarse, but domineering.

Yaoling could already feel a burning breath around her, and little by little it was closing in on her, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"It's over, it's over, how should I go out in the future?" regretted it in his heart, he shouldn't have gone out of the city today, and he shouldn't have greeted Bayin and others in Huitianxia.

"Go back and make trouble. Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, as if it brought a slightly cold breath. Disperse that heat.

The arm that was holding Yaoling's slender waist slowly loosened. Yaoling couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Come with me. Feng Zhao hatefully took the rattle's hand and led her out the door.

At this time, there was no longer Yueming's figure outside the door, Xiao Er led Yaoling's horse, and Fengzhao jumped on the horseback with Yaoling.

"This king wants you to know what true equestrianism is. With that, as soon as he clamped the horse's belly, the horse immediately rose into the air, and with a neigh, the horse strode over the crowd, and all those who saw it covered their mouths in fright and watched in horror at the moment when the horse's hooves fell. But there was no expected tragedy of the horse stepping on a man, but the horse galloped through the crowd without injuring anyone. Not even the fruit scattered on the roadside was trampled on.

Bayin and the others in the restaurant also went out, only to see Yaoling's batch of brown and red BMWs, rushing up and down in the dense crowd. The dark green of the horse is extremely chic and free. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared out of the field of vision of Bayin and others.

"Good Divine Horse's kung fu. The bearded man next to Ba Yin said in a low voice. Bayin didn't speak, and his face was extremely pale.

"This woman is the princess of Yanlongning County. The girl next to her is the only princess of Dalong, Feng Qiao. It was the second prince of Dalong who took away Fengqiao. If I'm not mistaken, the one who was dressed in white should be Chang Yueming, the crown prince of Yanlong. ”

The middle-aged man next to Ba Yin said in a low voice. He didn't notice that when he said these words, the shopkeeper in the counter of the world seemed to look at him casually.

Feng Zhao took Yaoling to ride the thousand-mile horse, and walked out of the south gate in less than a moment.

There is a canyon more than ten miles away from the official road outside the south city gate, and there is a wide river in the valley, and on both sides of the riverbed are flat fields, and the wind shines on the horses and goes straight to the valley. The horse flew into the air on all fours under his control, as if it were flying.

Yaoling, who was sitting in Fengzhao's arms, had already forgotten about what had happened. With a look of excitement and excitement, she had never seen Fengzhao ride a horse so freely and boldly. It's just that after a while, she can't stand it anymore, because the horse is too fast, and she is very uncomfortable being bumped on horseback.

Far away from the canyon, you can hear the murmuring of water, and the air is cool and moist. The wind slowed down, and in a short time, we reached the river.

The red and brown BMW stood by the river with the two of them, bowing their heads and drinking the clear river water, snorting from time to time. Feng Zhao turned over and got off the horse, standing in front of the horse, without looking at Yaoling.

Yaoling leaned forward slightly, and saw that Fengzhao was still black from the side. Knowing he's still angry. So he sat on the horse and said softly: "Xiaofeng, I want to go down." Fengzhao looked at the river motionlessly, as if he didn't hear.

After pausing for a while, Yaoling said softly, "Xiaofeng, I want to go down." ”

"Come down on your own. Feng Zhao coldly threw over a sentence.

Yaoling on horseback pouted, and deliberately said coquettishly: "My legs hurt, my back hurts, and I can't go down." ”

Fengzhao didn't move, and after a while, he turned around to face Yaoling's eyes, but he didn't look at her, just handed her a big hand like jade. Yaoling on horseback immediately stretched out one of her slender hands to hold Fengzhao's hand, smiled at him, and jumped off the horse as soon as her legs were raised.

As soon as the person landed, he was taken into his arms by a powerful hand.

"Stinky girl, don't you have leg pain and back pain?" Looking at Yaoling in his arms, Feng Zhao couldn't wait to eat it in one bite. Today, she brought him jealousy and madness like never before.

"If you ignore me, I won't be in any pain. She said coquettishly.

"Say, how are my equestrian skills compared to that Desert Dragon Man?" there was no longer the sharp coldness in Fang Cai's eyes.

Yaoling hurriedly lit her little head like pounding garlic. "My little wind is the best. There was a lot of flattery in his mouth.

The tip of the nose of the "stinky girl" was gently pinched, and at this time, Fengzhao's face softened a little.

"Actually," Yao Ling just started. Fengzhao's face darkened again.

Yao Ling hurriedly grabbed Feng Zhao's arm and said, "I just want to know from them what kind of person that Molong Prince is?"

"What are you asking the Molong Prince to do?" remembered that Yao Ling looked at the eyes of the Molong man named Ba Yin, and Feng Zhao was crazy.

"I'm thinking. Feng Qiao is afraid that he will agree to marry for the sake of Da Long after all, looking at the world, only Yue Ming is worthy of Feng Qiao, but if Molong's prince is really as good as Pearl said, Feng Qiao marrying him is not necessarily a bad thing. If Molong's crown prince is a pile of grass, it is better to plan as soon as possible, so that Feng Qiao can think of an alternative way out. escaped the marriage with the desert dragon. ”

The arm holding Yaoling loosened slightly, and a touch of softness and faint apology gradually floated under a pair of deep eyes of Fengzhao.

"That's why you looked at that Desert Dragon Man like that. ”

Yao Ling smiled, gently wrapped her arms around Feng Zhao's waist and said: "Of course, that eight-tone equestrian superman, majestic, not an ordinary person at first glance, even the two people who followed him are extraordinary, if that Molong prince is the same as him, even if Molong is far away from Dalong Thousands of mountains and rivers, but it doesn't matter." Didn't your aunt also marry to Yanlong? and your mother also married from Yanlong to Dalong. They were all married far from home for the sake of their country. ”

"I know that you are such a sister, and you don't want her to marry far away, let alone your mother. Even I don't want Feng Qiao to marry so far, but when I think about it, Feng Qiao married Yue Ming is still the same to stay away from Da Long, and that cold moon has always disliked Feng Qiao, just by virtue of the power of Da Long, how much fun will Feng Qiao have if he marries in the past?"

Feng Zhao listened to the babbling words in Yaoling's mouth, and the anger in his eyes had long disappeared without a trace, replaced by love and joy that could not be dissolved. Her Yao Ling is smart and clever. It seems to be naughty and playful, but it is actually full of ghost ideas.

Yaoling has to babble on. Unexpectedly, Fengzhao didn't want to listen to it anymore. Suddenly, he covered his already hot lips on the soft and soft lips of Yaoling on the opposite side.

Yao Ling was about to say more, her cold soft lips were covered by a touch of heat, and she instinctively struggled, but in an instant, her whole body was covered by a scorching wave of air, and her mind was blank, and all her perceptions only stayed in the softness and temptation between her lips.

For the rest of the day, the two of them lingered in the picturesque canyon, playing in the river, lying on the pebble-covered riverbed and watching the blue sky and white clouds overhead, and finally in the afterglow of the sunset, the two rode horses before they set on the official road back to the city.

When I returned to the palace, it was already full of stars. Watching Yaoling return to his residence, Feng Zhao reluctantly returned to his house, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Yueming playing chess alone in front of the palace lamp. There was a pot of steaming tea on the small table next to it, and the fragrance of tea filled the room with the heat.

Yueming heard the door knocking, but did not look up at the wind and still played chess alone.

Feng Zhao ignored him, came to the small table, picked up the exquisite teapot and poured a cup of tea, and tasted it slowly.

After drinking tea, he got up and came to the opposite side of Yueming, took the sunspot and looked at the chessboard, and began to wonder where the one in his hand should fall.

"That Molong man named Bayin is the Molong Prince. "Please speak coldly as usual, without the slightest ups and downs.

"Smack. "Kuroko falls on a vacant one. At the same time, Feng Zhao's handsome eyes stared at Yueming's expressionless face. (To be continued)