He easily picked up the bright cherries in the fruit bowl beside him and put them in his mouth leisurely.

"Now, can the fifth lady tell this king that she was so kind to send a bowl of soup to this king this morning?"

Feng Chengcheng's eyes fell on the plate of cherries, and the smile on the corner of his lips was very sunny: "I have long heard that the prince loves to eat cherries, and now when I see it, it is really not bad, even on this carriage, there are cherry ......."

Mu Shenxiao had already pinched the fingertips of the cherry again, and looked at Feng Chengcheng with a light in his eyes: "You poisoned the cherry?" ”

Feng Tingcheng lightly pinched a cherry with his fingertips and put it in his mouth, bit it slightly, and immediately praised: "This unpolluted cherry tastes sweet, no wonder the prince likes to eat it so much, it's really good......"

As he spoke, he didn't wait for Mu Shenxiao to react, and even unceremoniously hugged a plate of cherries in his arms and ate it unceremoniously.

Mu Shenxiao looked at the cherry tree at his fingertips, and then looked at Feng Qicheng, who was lying on the window of the carriage, spitting out the kernel while eating, frowning.

"Feng Chengcheng, what are you playing? Do you think this king will believe that you will be so kind to make soup for this king? ”

Feng Qingcheng opened his mouth and spit out the kernel of the cherry, and said casually: "After waiting for a while, the prince will feel a little unwell, but remember to come to me when the time comes, otherwise when the prince dies of poison, he will suffer a loss......"

Mu Shenxiao's gaze shrank suddenly, and his fingertips clasped Feng Chengcheng's neck like pincers, pressing her hard against the fox fur.

"Feng Chengcheng, do you want to die?"

Feng Chengcheng was pinched with a red face, and a cherry was swallowed raw, and he was almost not stuck.

"Mu Shenxiao, you want to die...... Strangled me, and you yourself will surely die......"

Mu Shenxiao's fingertips didn't let go in the slightest, and his eyes fell directly into Feng Chengcheng's eyes like a spring.

"Feng Chengcheng, are you blackmailing this king? Or do you think this king won't kill you directly? ”

"I'm protecting myself, where is the coercion?" Feng Chengcheng's fingertips firmly clasped Mu Shenxiao's wrist, trying his best to break free from his confinement: "It's the prince who is unkind first, don't you allow the little girl to be unrighteous later?" ”

Her words made Mu Shenxiao suddenly a little sluggish, but the strength of her fingertips suddenly increased.

Leaning over to his ear, he whispered in her ear, and his voice was cold to the bone: "Feng Tilting City, in fact, this king does not necessarily want you to live, you are digging your own grave by doing this......"

The corners of Feng Qingcheng's lips blurred a sneer, his eyes were quiet, and his voice was calm and indifferent: "At the very least, the prince will not be stupid enough to kill me directly in this carriage......"

She doesn't seem to have the slightest scruple about her neck being in the hands of others, and she doesn't seem to realize that as long as others use a little force on their fingertips, she may be able to completely explain in this life.

Breathing steadily, she stared at Mu Shenxiao from the corner of her eye, and calmly met his resentful gaze.

"Feng Chengcheng, very good, you have once again challenged my patience......"

"My purpose is that people don't offend me, I don't offend people, I don't want to provoke a smart person like the prince......"