Her face was forced against his exposed chest, and the sudden warmth made her shiver, and she subconsciously grabbed his shirt.

He walked fast, as if she on his arm wasn't a weight to him at all.

In the blink of an eye, she was in a warm and bright room.

The warm fragrance wafted in, it was Xue Ning who walked down from the upstairs, and a pair of jade rabbits shook with her footsteps, ready to come out.

Xue Ning's face was full of displeasure from being disturbed, and she pinched her throat and said tactfully.

"My sister's love song, singing is really sincere, my sister and I are about to cry, no wonder the prince is distressed."

Feiyan glanced at Xue Ning in Uncle Ling's arms, and once the gray pupils cooled down, they shone cold.

"The girl's voice is even more sincere, and the female Lu is ashamed of herself."

Xue Ning's face turned red when she brushed it, and she raised her hand to hit, "You! ”

"Xue Ning." Uncle Ling stopped her, "Go back and rest." ”

There was some command in his tone, which made Xue Ning dare not make a mistake.

Xue Ning snorted, but it sounded like a hum, swinging her waist and hips upstairs.

Feiyan couldn't stand it, and avoided his gaze as if he was dodging.

This woman's figure is indeed rare in the world, how can any man resist?

She didn't want to imagine what had just happened in this warm and bright room.

Her subtle movements and the dark clouds between her eyebrows were seen by Uncle Ling, and he gently lowered her, and his tone was as gentle as when he first met.

"Go take a bath, don't let the cold invade your body."

He raised his hand to stroke her hair, but she subconsciously avoided it.

Both of them were stunned for a moment.

Feiyan then responded, "Thank you, Lord, Feiyan will go." ”

As if fleeing, she left in front of her uncle Ling.

*****

The huge bath was filled with the smell of flower petals and cold-warding herbs, and the maid combed her long hair and gently massaged her head.

She picked up the water and splashed it on her face.

Ji Feiyan, Ji Feiyan, you are really cheap!

She submerged the whole person in the water, humiliation, chill, disappointment, guilt...... All kinds of painful emotions overwhelmed her.

If you die here like this, what will happen tomorrow when the sun rises?

There are just more corpses in the prince's mansion, Xue Ning still climbed onto her uncle's bed to compete for favor, and the eldest sister was helpless, I don't know if she will do anything stupid.

What about Uncle Ling?

That brute who doesn't refuse to come! Will you still enjoy this "hospitality" from Yan Kingdom, right?

When she was about to suffocate, her survival instinct asked her to rush out of the water.

The person behind her was unfazed and continued to comb her hair.

The comb, with a single stroke, seemed to comb away the long-standing dark clouds in her heart.

This gentleness gave her a strange and familiar feeling.

Until those warm hands unintentionally brushed her earlobes, her heart trembled slightly.

Her voice was soft and slow, like a mist of water spreading through the air.

"Who is more beautiful, snow condensation or flying smoke...... Rajah? ”

Uncle Ling's hand paused, and then chuckled: "There are thousands of styles, and beauties have their own merits." ”

Feiyan's heart suddenly seemed to be pinched in his hand, his eyes drooped, and because of caution, his voice became softer, "The prince likes Xue Ning?" ”

He lowered her long hair, the silky touch of her hair running between his fingers, obsessed with it.

The long lacquered hair floated in the pool, like a stream, graceful and psychedelic, and he couldn't help but trace their movements in the void.

He leaned close to her ear and whispered back to her.