Standing a few feet away from Feng Xiang, he coldly watched his painful sweat come down!

"Li Zitong! You dream! In this life, I want to leave this prince in the next life! You are my Fengxiang's person in life, and my Fengxiang's ghost in death! Never try to escape! ”

Zitong also got angry, "Why are you so domineering!" What do I have to do with you in the next life! It's your turn! If you want to control me in this life, it depends on whether you have that ability! Dead Feathers! ”

"Humph!" Feng Xiang sneered, let go of the hand rubbing his chin, stared at his bloodthirsty eyes, and slowly leaned towards Zitong step by step. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zi Tong sensed the danger, and nervously stepped back, while retreating, he also shouted: "Don't scare me - I--just - I'm not afraid of you - you don't - go forward - " Knowing that Feng Xiang was really angry at this time, Zi Tong turned around and ran, but only ran a few steps, and his waist was tightly restrained by a pair of thick and powerful arms, and his feet were off the ground!

"Let go of me! You let me go! Zi Tong, who was neatly carried on Feng Xiang's shoulder, was panicked, and couldn't stop shouting, and didn't care about the jokes of others, just thinking that Feng Xiang would take care of some face and put her down!

Who knew that his skin was thicker than a tree, and whenever there were people along the road who were careful to snoop, he would look at him viciously, and there would be no one who did that good thing to see, so that passing by her Yilan Courtyard, Hongyue, who heard her shouts and wanted to come out to help, could only stand in front of the gate of Yilan Courtyard under her shaking her head and watch her being carried into Fengxiang's Jiale Hall.

Now Hongyue has also learned to be smart, as long as she doesn't dangle in front of the three princes at this time, she will not be used by the three princes as a tool to threaten Miss.

According to the usual point of view, the third prince did not dare to act rashly with the old man's military power. Even the young lady's face was ruined, and he didn't seem to show the slightest disgust. This is very strange, Hongyue looked at the three princes who were carrying the young lady in a hurry, even though his face was full of cold, but he still stopped on the waist of the young lady with one hand, and protected the young lady's knee with the other, it seemed that - yes - for fear of the struggling young lady - accidentally fell on himself?

Thinking about it this way, the third prince is not at all affectionate towards Miss......

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As soon as his body touched the soft bed, Zi Tong suddenly bounced up, retracted into the corner of the bed with the power of the bed tent, and said with a big mouth: "Three-three-prince-you come again-this trick-you are not tired-haha-I'm all--tired-no-don't make trouble-heh-heh-I'll go anywhere tonight-just stay in Yilan Courtyard-okay-ha-" Zitong raised his head and pretended to look at the night outside, and continued to beg for mercy: "I see--it's not too early--I won't spare the third prince-" Haha--I'll go back to Yilan Courtyard first! ”

Zi Tong saw that Feng Xiang was just staying by the bedside, staring at her with her arms around her badly, looking at her hairy, her hair stood on end, and the cold sweat was dripping like a bead with a broken thread, but she couldn't panic, at this time, everything might be fine if Feng Xiang was going well, and she couldn't anger him! Can't provoke him! Can't provoke him! Repeat the important things three times in your heart!

Feng Xiang looked at Zi Tong talking to himself amusedly, leaned over slightly and leaned towards Zi Tong and sneered: "Do you say that this prince is qualified to care about you, huh?" ”

Zitong cursed in her heart, chanted a few silently, calm down! Calm down! Can't make him angry, can't mess with him! Forcefully squeezed out a smile and said: "Ha-ha-you-have-you have!" ”

Feng Xiang raised his eyebrows with a wicked smile, and said slowly: "What does this prince have, huh?" ”

Zitong was so angry that she almost said in one breath, 'You're pregnant!' Fortunately, there is still some sanity, otherwise...... Ironclad death! Unconsciously clasped the bed tent with both hands, stepped back a little, shrunk himself in a safer corner of the bed, and then smiled and flattered Feng Xiang: "Qualified to take care of me." ”

"Really?" Feng Xiang squinted.

"Yes! Be! Be! Zitong nodded like pounding garlic, looking like a good baby.

Seeing that Zitong was obedient, Feng Xiang threw off his robe and sat on the bed, which frightened Zitong even more, and there was no way to retreat, and he hit the bed frame with a bang.

"Ahh My head! Zitong groaned in a low voice.

Feng Xiang only raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't care, he propped himself on the bed with one hand, leaned closer to Zitong, and said in a low voice: "Then you tell this prince, where have you been at night in the past few days?" And what did you do? Well? ”

"I-I'm just walking in the house!" Zitong said confidently.

"Really?" Feng Xiang's eyes rolled up with bloody rain, and his hand had already touched Zitong's shoulder.

The air suddenly calmed down, and the cold air rushed to Zitong's heart.

"This prince gave you a chance, but you don't cherish ......" As soon as the words fell, there was a hiss, and Zitong's clothes were torn.

"Ahh Zi Tong let go of the hand holding the bed tent, hurriedly protected the chest that exposed his underwear, and glared at Feng Xiang unhappily: "This is a piece of clothing that I like very much, you tore it for me!" ”

Feng Xiang was laughed at angrily, when was she still in the mood to care about her clothes: "This prince will give you another chance, where have you been these nights?" What was done? ”

Zitong lowered her head and stroked her torn clothes, her face was full of distress, her mind was instantaneous, and she couldn't stop calling in her heart, master, feathers bullied me! Woo, he tore my favorite clothes!

"You-you-you tear my clothes--and you're so me! Woo--I don't want to pay attention to you--you know that you've bullied me-you've been bullying me for almost three hundred years--still don't let me go--bad feathers--stupid feathers--just hate as your master--I don't like you--woo"

Seeing Zi Tong crying with a handful of snot and tears, Feng Xiang was stunned, she liked him? And she kept calling him with feathers in her mouth, which made him very uncomfortable! I think he is a majestic and majestic prince of the heavenly realm, a phoenix immortal! How can it be called a feather!

But seeing her crying, he felt even more uncomfortable, and just wanted her to stop crying, "Okay, don't cry, you also remember who you are?" It's a snow demon in size, and it's ugly to cry your nose! ”

"Who is the Snow Demon! I am the result of a tear of my master! Zitong wiped her tears and argued.

"Tears?" Feng Xiang stood up abruptly and said in disbelief: "You are not a little demon!" ”

Zi Tong looked at Feng Xiang and opened his mouth in surprise, and laughed! "You have been brainwashed too badly, for three hundred years, it has been my purple tears!"

"What about the little demon? Why? Feng Xiang's heart ached, she was not a little demon. It was only a tear of her who promised him to come with him to experience the calamity in the world! Joke! Little demon, you are such a big liar!

Zitong saw that he seemed to have been deceived by the heavens, and Ling, who had been lingering on her lips, did not dare to speak. Not only does the little demon lie to you, in fact, you yourself are not who you think you are.

"Speak! This prince asks your master! Feng Xiang lost control of his emotions and grabbed Zitong's thin shoulders with both hands, his eyes were red, and he couldn't ......

Zi Tong was frightened by Feng Xiang's fierce breath, and stammered a little nervously: "Don't worry, in fact, things are not what you think - there is a misunderstanding - calm - calm down!" ”

"How else can this prince calm down! Your master has lied to me! Feng Xiang roared in pain in Zitong's ear.

Zi Tong lowered his head a little timidly, not daring to look at Feng Xiang, and retorted in a low voice: "It's none of my master's business, if I tell you - about your previous life - you- your current mood will be crazy!" ”

"What past life?"

"You're not a phoenix, just a feather on him!"

With a bang, Feng Xiang felt that something in his heart had collapsed! His head hurt violently!

"Ahhh

Zitong covered her ears, and her eyes looked worriedly at Feng Xiang, who was lying on the ground and was stimulated. It's good to say it, it disrupts the queen mother's plan, and it's also good for the master!

If you don't run away now, Zi Tong took advantage of Feng Xiang's entanglement and pain, and hurriedly got out of bed, and now it may be too late to go to Nanyuan: "That-you take it slowly-I know you're still in pain now-but-" The footsteps of going out paused, Zi Tong turned back to Feng Xiang and said slowly: "Get used to it--it's not so painful-I'll come back to see you later-"

When the words fell, Zitong ran towards Nanyuan.