Yin Rongyan just wanted to press this person back into the former queen's stomach and rebuild it again, this good gambling child didn't know why, from the root of the seedling to the current bad black heart.

Heartless.

After Yin Rongyan gave Feng Qianmian a new label, he snorted coldly and staggered Feng Qianmi's departure without leaving a word.

Feng Qianmi frowned, unable to suppress the irritability in her heart, and wanted to find someone to vent.

Is it so hard to get a good night's sleep?

Feng Qianmizhou (shēn) was all under low pressure, and those who stayed behind outside the door were all trying to shrink their sense of existence, and they were terrified by the leaking breath of Feng Qianmi.

Some people who have stayed in the East Palace for a long time know that one night a few years ago, someone visited the palace at night and came to the East Palace to try to blackmail the old prince (diàn) so that he could escape.

Then after the prince (diàn), who was sleeping positively, was woken up, he didn't say a word with a dark face, and finally killed those assassins with the power of one person, and the stone slab in the east palace was soaked in red, and Feng Qianmi calmly changed his clothes after solving the people who disturbed his dreams, and then went back to sleep.

The people who witnessed this one-sided massacre were frightened by the young prince who originally looked clear and noble, and from then on, the people in the East Palace no longer dared to look at this prince, and the people in the East Palace did not dare to believe a word about the gentle and kind rumors outside.

Feng Qianmi always felt that he couldn't suppress the restlessness in his heart, and he didn't have the heart to go back to sleep (qíng) at all, and Feng Qianmi, who was holding his breath, walked to the martial arts training ground set up for him alone in the East Palace.

"Lord Yin, is it really okay for him to do this?" Changxin looked at Feng Qianmi, who was constantly dancing with weapons outside the martial arts training ground, and his eyes were worried.

Yin Rongyan, who had returned to his sleeping room, but because he couldn't rest assured that Feng Qianmi, who was irritable, he turned back after going back, and after hearing that Feng Qianmi went to the martial arts training ground, he also quietly came to the martial arts training ground to observe Feng Qianmi's (qíng) situation.

"He can control it." Yin Rongyan squinted slightly, his fingers rubbed slightly, although he was looking at Changxin like this, but in fact, he himself was not sure whether Feng Qianmi could do it or not

Feng Qianmi's (qíng) situation is very special, once he gives birth to any bad (qíng) Xu, if it is not controlled, it will be infinitely magnified, which is why Feng Qianmi's qi (chuáng) qi is so serious.

Ordinary rao qi (chuáng) anger, as long as you control it a little, it can be eliminated, but Feng Qianmi is different, every time he shows irritability, in fact, it is the appearance of Feng Qianmi's suppression.

Yin Rongyan also tried not to let Feng Qianmi kill people, if Feng Qianmi experienced the pleasure in the process of killing, or killed into (xìng), then the consequences could not be borne by anyone.

Feng Qianmi's situation has only appeared in the past two years, and the only person who can affect Feng Qianmi is another person who has a negative curse.

Thinking of the current situation on the mainland, a cold light flashed in Yin Rongyan's eyes.

In any case, the one who wins will definitely not be that guy, he would rather lose both than let that person achieve his goal.

Yin Rongyan looked at Feng Qianmi on the martial arts training ground again, Feng Qianmi, who had ruined several long tassels, finally had a tendency to stop, and the momentum of the practice was not so oppressive (xìng), and slowly became softer, not as strong and violent as the beginning, this is like normal martial arts training.

"He's calmed down." Yin Rong said.

Changxin also looked at Feng Qianmi, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Actually, the temper under (diàn) also seems to look at people." Changxin stared at Feng Qianmi, and suddenly said so.

Yin Rongyan turned his head to look at Changxin curiously and asked, "What?" Someone was intact when Feng Qianmi lost his temper? ”

Changxin thought about the shape of the (qíng), and finally nodded seriously and said: "Yes, Miss Ruan asked Miss Ruan to go down to help buy things when she was still a little angry, and she didn't get angry at Miss Ruan, and she looked much more kind than she treated others!" ”

Yin Rongyan: "......"

Very good, Feng Qianmi forgot his righteousness when he saw it.

Why did he come over like an old mother to see this conscienceless child?

"I'm leaving, you look at your master and don't let him get away with it." Yin Rongyan snorted coldly, threw off his sleeves and left again, intending to go back to his room and sleep well.

Feng Qianmi didn't find any trace of Yin Rongyan and Changxin at the beginning because he was venting the violent (qíng) in his heart, but after he slowly calmed down, he immediately noticed the existence of Yin Rongyin.

Seeing that Yin Rongyan didn't have anything to do, Feng Qianmi ignored Yin Rongyan, anyway, there is a long letter, and if something happens, the long letter can be solved.

So Feng Qianmi focused on practicing martial arts again, and there was no longer the slightest sense of sleep, anyway, about two hours later, it was almost dawn, and Feng Qianmi didn't plan to go back to sleep.

And...... I don't know when Ruan Cixi will wake up.

Feng Qianmi sighed lightly, the long tassel in his hand was replaced by a long sword, and when he picked it up, he thought of the fact that he had accidentally injured Ruan Cixi after losing consciousness, and the movement in his hand paused again.

To be honest, Feng Qianmi didn't know what kind of feelings he had about Ruan Cixi, if he liked it, Feng Qianmi wouldn't dare to admit it, and he hadn't liked Ruan Cixi to the extent that he did.

Feng Qianmi can only admit that he cares about Ruan Cixi's existence now, and how long this care can last, Feng Qianmi doesn't know.

It's like a flower he used to love, but after a month, he got tired of seeing that flower, and even felt ugly, and he never wanted to see it again.

Therefore, Feng Qianmi rarely allows herself to care about or like anything, and it will not be too long.

Ruan Cixi's sense of existence is getting higher and higher, and Feng Qianmi gradually understands Ruan Cixi's status in his eyes, just like the flower he once liked very much, he can tolerate its bland fragrance because of the beauty of that flower.

However, Feng Qianmi could vaguely feel that his tolerance for Ruan Cixi was higher than that kind of flower.

He would try to restrain himself from being angry at Ruan Cixi in the morning when he still had residual (chuáng) qi, for fear of scaring Ruan Cixi or hurting her.

Feng Qianmi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and began to practice the sword with his eyes closed.

No matter what, if you get along like this, when you get tired of Ruan Cixi, maybe you won't be so entangled.

Yin Rong is also dead, and you must be a man from your heart.

Feng Qianmi felt that this statement was very reasonable, and it was better to make people's hearts (qíng) happy from the heart than to be uncertain about anything and not be able to find the direction to come.

So let it be.

See how long he cares.