Jun Moying glanced at Feng Qian, and the implication was already obvious: This injury has been dealt with, can you leave now?

Feng Qian thought about it, and there was really nothing wrong.

and Nangong Che thanked him, and before he could say his goodbye, he was preempted by the other party and said, "Xiaoqian, I have something to tell you." ”

At this moment, the atmosphere in the camp tent was instantly awkward.

Eleven glared at Feng Qian angrily, like that, as if she dared to shake her head and refuse, she would be picked up by him and cramped.

Jun Moying didn't directly refuse Nangong Che, his cool gaze fell on Feng Qian, but the meaning was diametrically opposite to Eleven - as long as she dared to nod, he could eat her alive.

Feng Qian sneered.

Li Detong hung his head bitterly, and no one dared to look at it. Even the imperial physician who accompanied him called him unlucky, and his heart was not good when he encountered something, so he had to encounter such a thing. Gong Fu secrets, if you know too much, you have to lose your head!

"Then why don't you go first?" After hesitating for a while, Feng Qian finally held back such a sentence.

Although she did not name her, she was clearly speaking to the emperor.

Eleven's face was finally not so ugly, and he glanced at her sideways, with an expression of "you know each other".

Surprisingly, the emperor did not get angry.

Her face was gloomy, but a smile swept over her face, Jun Moying's phoenix eyes narrowed, and she turned around and left, without leaving half a word.

Feng Qian was stunned for two seconds before he reacted.

The man had never shaken her face like this.

Seeing him leave, but at the moment when he turned around, Feng Qian suddenly noticed that the ink-colored wide sleeves on his arms were also dyed in that dark color, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

But she was not given any chance to speak, and the emperor had already left the camp.

Instinctively raised his steps to catch up, but Nangong Che behind him shouted: "Eleven, you should also retreat." ”

"Prince ......" Eleven was clearly unhappy, squinting at Feng Qian, as if she was some kind of man-eating beast.

Feng Qian was already upset because he was worried about Jun Moying, but when he saw this, he rolled his eyes viciously: "What are you doing?" Afraid that I will eat your prince? If Aunt Ben really knows how to eat people, you will be the first to eat first! ”

"You ......" Eleven turned pale with anger.

"What are you!" Feng Qian grimaced at him, "Didn't you see that your prince was going to talk to me?" Do you have a bit of eyesight? She snorted in disgust.

Seeing that Eleven was about to have another attack, Nangong Che hurriedly coughed and interrupted in a deep voice: "Eleven, don't retreat yet." ”

Although Eleven was holding a fire in his heart, he couldn't help but listen to the prince's words, so he had to go out reluctantly.

"Okay, everyone is gone, just say whatever you want." Feng Qian moved a stool and hurriedly sat down beside him, just thinking about listening to him quickly so that he could go back and see someone's injury.

What the hell is the big thing that King Duan said, and I don't know if Jun Moying's awkward black face will be bandaged by the imperial doctor first......

Suddenly thinking of something, Feng Qian was busy again: "Thank you really for tonight's events." Nangong Toru, thank you very much. ”

Nangong Che was stunned, and then sighed helplessly.

Does this woman have to be so polite to him?

Or was she saying this on purpose to distance herself from him?

"Xiaoqian, you still owe me an answer."