Suddenly I turned around, and I only felt that my mind was groggy and not like my own.

Holding Luo Qifang's shoulder, Duanmu Qing would not fall.

Shaking his head, Fang saw clearly the man riding on the white horse in front of him.

The dark clothes flew up and down under the night wind, with a white jade crown on his head, and his face was gloomy, mixed with forbearance and anger.

Who is it if it's not Zhao Yuxing?

Suddenly, Duanmu Qing's head cleared up a little, and he was about to salute.

Luo Qibian said lightly: "It's late, this is back." ”

"As a princess, she is so formless, if others see it, what will she think of this king? What do you think of the palace? You did it on purpose, right?! ”

When he spoke, Zhao Yuxing's eyes were full of disdain and ridicule.

Luo Qibian didn't seem to see it at all: "The prince is too worried." ”

"Luo Qibian, this king married you because of his father's order, and this king really treats you as his wife.

Since you are in a hurry to marry this king, then, please be conscious, don't make trouble for this king, otherwise...... Hum! ”

When his last word fell, Duanmu Qing clearly saw her suddenly clenched fists.

"Yes."

But no matter how much anger there is, it finally turned into a faint word under the combination of forbearance.

"Why don't you go yet?!"

When he heard this, before Duanmu Qing could react, he felt a fierce wind howling.

The next moment, Luo Qibian had already grabbed Zhao Yuxing's sudden horsewhip.

Duanmu Qing never thought that this man would suddenly swing a whip, and so suddenly.

Before he could say anything, he suddenly exerted his strength, and Luo Qibian was thrown on his horse like a puppet.

Before she could sit down, the horse beneath her began to gallop and nearly threw her off the horse.

Fortunately, she had some foundation and quickly stabilized.

Watching the horse disappear from sight quickly, Duanmu Qing was stunned for a long time.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and I realized that I had really drunk too much, and my eyelids couldn't open a little, so I just wanted to sleep well, and my feet were soft, so I fell to the ground.

But instead of touching solid ground, a soft chest.

Duanmu Qing opened his eyes in a daze, but what he saw was Zhao Yufeng's face.

Shaking his head, Duanmu Qing only felt that it was a dream.

But when he opened his eyes again, the person in front of him was still him.

It was dark.

The northern sky lit up with a very bright star.

At this moment, Duanmu Qing seemed to see the crumpled starlight in Zhao Yufeng's eyes, dazzling.

"Resisting the Wind ......"

She didn't know how to shout this sound, and all the hatred was buried at this moment.

She only saw this man, with gentle eyes, which coincided with the image in her heart.

Zhao Yufeng's body was shocked, and he looked at the woman in front of him with some surprise.

Originally, the palace of Zhao Yuxing and his staff discussed the new tax system proposed by the emperor in his early dynasty.

Suddenly, a family member came to report that Luo Qi was out of the city.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuxing, who has always been low-key and down-to-earth, left everyone behind and chased him out.

Seeing such an abnormality, Zhao Yufeng thought that something would happen and hurriedly followed.

Who knew that when they arrived here, they saw two women, drunk and lying together.

After all, such a scene is unsightly, so he has always stood in the distance.

Seeing Zhao Yu walking, he should have left with him, but I don't know why.

The footsteps were bound by this cyan figure, and there was no way to turn around.

Until she collapsed drunk, and her body caught her instinctively.

This kind of behavior made him a little surprised, the last time he was in the Shenyu Pavilion, he had already surprised himself, but it was after all drinking.

But, what about now?!

What surprised him even more was that this woman, under such circumstances, called out his name so gently.

It seems that a long time ago, in front of the hanging flower gate of the Qi State Mansion, she had also looked at him gently, but in the next moment, it immediately turned cold.

It seems that from that look, he always can't help but see what she is doing.

Her every move, inexplicably, would break into his sight.

At this time, there was only his shadow in her eyes that were shining because of drinking.

The red lips and the gentle words that spit out were his name.

The blood seemed to be tumbling inexplicably at this moment, running to the muscles and veins of the whole body, so comfortable.

Duanmu Qing closed his eyes gently, and suddenly smelled a smell of ambergris on the tip of his nose.

Immediately in the stomach, it was as if a fierce beast had been resurrected, and the river and the sea were turned upside down.

It seems very uncomfortable to smell this smell, and it seems very different from the clean fragrance in my memory.

Seeing his uncomfortable appearance, Zhao Yufeng didn't know why, as if something in his heart was suddenly being grasped.

Hurriedly carried her to his horse.

After only taking two steps, he suddenly felt a murderous aura.

Raising his eyes, Han Ling leaned lazily against the tree with a dog's tail in his mouth.

"How long does the third prince plan to hold my fiancée?"

The phoenix's eyes narrowed slightly, so that people couldn't see the look in his eyes at the moment, but there was a playful smile on his lips.

Zhao Yufeng couldn't help but feel nervous, he had no grudge against this Dongli prince, and occasionally drank with him.

But at this time, she was inexplicably unhappy, as if something had been snatched away by her.

Holding Duanmu Qing's hand, he suddenly increased his strength.

Something flashed in Han Lingyan's eyes, but he turned his face to look at the star in the sky.

"The third prince is just afraid that he is drunk!"

Zhao Yufeng was annoyed in his heart, and was about to say something, but his next sentence suddenly stopped him.

"It's so late that the third prince hasn't returned home, I'm afraid my fourth sister will be worried!"

Han Yuyan!

Oh, yes! There is also Han Yuyan.

And the man in front of him is the eldest prince of Dongli, and he is the person that Emperor Dongli values very much.

What happened to him just now? Have you even forgotten this?

"Look at what the eldest prince said, the prince drank too much and got drunk, and the king was afraid that she would be in danger when she was out alone, so he was planning to send her home!"

As he spoke, he looked at Han Lingxi, and then said with a smile: "It's just right now, the eldest prince is here, and it's just right for you to send her back." ”

Zhao Yufeng had just finished speaking, and before he could see it clearly, the person in his hand had already fallen into the other party's arms, got on the horse, and whipped it, almost in one go.

"Well, I'll take my leave."

When the last word fell into Zhao Yufeng's ears, the person was already far away.

I don't know if it's the effect of the night wind, or if this embrace is very comfortable, the little mania in Duanmu Qing's heart was quickly suppressed.

There weren't many comfortable moments like this, and I couldn't help but smile at the corner of my mouth and murmur something.

Han Ling had a cold face, and when he heard what she seemed to be saying, he couldn't help but lean his ears.

"Resisting the Wind ......"

The two words fell on my ears, and for some reason, they seemed to suddenly be like thunder.

Looking at the city wall not far away, Han Lingyan was no longer interested in beating his horse.

Suddenly, the reins were pulled, and the horse chief under him neighed, and stopped alive.

The sudden movement made Duanmu Qing's head sober up a little, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

I saw a pair of frozen eyes, squinted slightly, and closed them again: "Han Lingxi." ”

The soft and glutinous voice is completely different from the gentleness just now.

"Duanmu Qing!"

He opened his eyes with some confusion and looked at him, showing a confused look: "What are you doing?" ”

After speaking, she closed her eyes again, she really felt so tired, what the hell was this man going to do.

Han Lingyan looked at her, and there was a nameless fire in his heart, the less it few, the more intense it became.

Is this her heart? The person who is still thinking about him the most, and when he sees himself, he doesn't even want to look at it?

When there was no way to vent his anger, he suddenly fished the man out of his arms.

The hot lips pressed suddenly.

There is no gentleness, no temptation, a punishment of plunder.

Duanmu Qing felt a tingling pain in his lips, and frowned and was about to push away the aura that surrounded him.

On weekdays, there is no two or two strength, not to mention that he is completely drunk at this time, and his hands are even weaker.

Han Ling's hand controlled the restless little hands, and the other hand clasped the back of her head, regardless of the aggression.

Duanmu Qing only felt that there was a domineering force constantly violating her, and there was nowhere to escape.

The pain on his lips became more and more intense, and he couldn't help but mutter, but let the other party seize the opportunity and drive straight in.

The pain seemed to be gone, only full of suffocation, so that she had nowhere to escape.

And Han Lingxi, after the initial punishment, the anger in his heart seemed to calm down, and he began to gradually gentle.

Her taste is very good, with a delightful fragrance.

Such a feeling has never been felt before, making him unable to be in Meng Lang.

But despite this, Duanmu Qing still felt very uncomfortable, couldn't struggle, and suddenly bit the other party's lip as soon as his teeth were forced.

The smell of blood spread between his lips and teeth, which immediately made Duanmu Qing feel uncomfortable in his stomach, and when he lay on someone, he began to vomit.

The pain in his lips made Han Lingyan sober up a little, and he stretched out his hand to wipe it, and it was red.

This woman is so ruthless!

But seeing her uncomfortable appearance, a certain part of my heart softened again.

Looking at that face, I couldn't help but ask, does she really care about him like that?

Is there really no substitute?

This feeling made him feel a tightness in his chest, and he didn't want to think about it anymore, so he waved his long whip and walked away.