Chapter Seventy-Eight: Delusion
Feng Jiuge and Xiao Mingming were both tired of running, but they never stopped, and the two of them ran out of breath.
"What's going on?"
"Lord Wang."
"Lord Wang, we don't know what's going on?" The princess and Miss Xiao are probably exercising.
"Xiao Jiu, come here."
Feng Jiuge, who was tired from running, had a bright eye, and rushed into the arms of the war king with the last bit of strength, never wanting to move again.
The War King's body stiffened, and he almost stiffly stretched out his hand to wrap up the woman lying on top of her.
The woman ran a lot, so much so that the clothes on her body were soaked with sweat, and the king of war frowned slightly: "Xiao Jiu, you are so easy to catch a cold, go wash it first?" Kindness? ”
"No, I'm too tired to move." Feng Jiuge was so tired that her voice was weak, and no one could let her move at this time.
As soon as the words fell, Feng Jiuge's body directly turned over uncontrollably, so frightened that Feng Jiuge wrapped his hands around the man's neck, and an exclamation came out uncontrollably.
"Ahh Then the whole person was held in the arms of the man, the kind held by the princess.
It was the first time he was held in his arms like this, looking at the man's beautiful face close at hand, Feng Jiuge's face turned red unconsciously.
"You, what are you doing?" For the first time, Feng Jiu Ge felt that he couldn't even speak.
"Didn't you say you're tired?"
"yes, but you can't hold me like that······" Feng Jiuge's voice became smaller and smaller, and his face became even redder: "There are so many people watching? ”
"Xiao Jiu, is this shy?" The man's deep voice came, and his chest trembled slightly.
He hadn't seen such a Xiao Jiu for a long time.
Even if she was nestled in the arms of the War King, Feng Jiuge could feel that there must be many people around looking at them, so she simply buried her whole face in the man's arms, so that at least she couldn't see anyone.
When he arrived at the house, the War King put down Feng Jiuge. Looking at the person buried in the quilt, the corners of the war king's mouth hooked again, and then he spoke: "Xiao Jiu, do you want this king to help you wash it?" ”
At this moment, Zifeng Jiuge completely forgot about being tired, sat up from the bed, and looked at the war king: "No need, no need, I'll wash it myself, wash it myself!" ”
Nor was he teasing Feng Jiuge, and the War King turned around and walked out of the room.
Outside the room stood Xiao Mingming, who was also embarrassed, and when he saw the king of war coming out, Xiao Mingming greeted him.
"War King, is the princess okay?"
"It's fine!" The war king frowned slightly, and he could hold the same embarrassed Feng Jiu Ge in his arms, but Xiao Mingming, he was very disgusted.
Sensing the disgust on the face of the war king, Xiao Mingming's face changed slightly, and now he couldn't say anything: "Lord Wang, I'll go down first." After saying that, he left in a hurry.
In the room, Feng Jiuge was sitting in the bathtub, and the scene of the War King holding her kept flashing in her mind, and she even felt that she still had the unique smell of a man's body.
How can it be lingered.
Feng Jiu Ge shook his head and swept away the mess.
Changing into new clothes, Feng Jiuge, Xiao Mingming, and the War King gathered together in the study.
"It turns out that you didn't come to me to be responsible." After the introduction of the War King, Feng Jiu Ge finally understood what had happened before, it turned out that this person was not here to ask her to be responsible, but really came to see him.
"What's responsible?" At this moment, Xiao Mingming was puzzled.
"Nothing, nothing!" Feng Jiu Ge opened his mouth with a smile.
"Now that things are clear, let's go." As soon as the war king finished speaking, he saw Feng Jiu Ge raising his feet and was about to leave, so he was in a hurry and grabbed Feng Jiu Ge's hand.
"What are you doing?"
"Didn't you let me go?" Feng Jiu Ge completely pretended to be stupid to the end, and would never admit that because of what happened just now, she was still uncomfortable in her heart and didn't want to see the war king.
"Xiao Jiu, now you really can't lie."
Looking at the interaction between the two people, Xiao Ming turned around and left.
There were only two people left in the study, King Zhan and Feng Jiuge.
The War King held Feng Jiuge's hand and didn't seem to have any intention of letting go.
"You, can you let go of me talking." It's really awkward to talk like that.
"Not running now?" The War King let go of his hand, and Feng Jiu Ge rubbed his wrist that was pinched and hurt: "I didn't plan to run in the first place, didn't I misinterpret what you meant?" ”
Regarding Feng Jiuge's explanation, the War King just smiled, and did not intend to expose her.
Sitting on the chair, Feng Jiu Ge looked at the Battle King: "Lord Wang, do you want to tell us about our previous affairs?" ”
She came back to look for her memories, and now she has no clue at all, and she is still so boring, it is better to be in Lingyun Kingdom.
"Xiao Jiu wants to know?"
"Of course, I'm here to find memories."
"Xiaowei I have already asked, but Xiaowei knows a lot, since you are my husband, I think you must know a lot of things!"
"Just tell me." Feng Jiu Ge gently tugged at the sleeve of the War King and shook it gently.
"Want to know what?" The War King, who was fascinated by the smile on Feng Jiuge's face, asked softly.
"What's going on between me and the prince?" Hearing the war king speak, Feng Jiu Ge was overjoyed.
Now she is interested in the crown prince.
"Just leave this matter to the king to deal with."
Regarding the matter of the crown prince, the War King did not plan to tell Feng Jiuge again, those things were too dangerous, and he didn't want her to be exposed to those things again. For these thoughts of the War King, Feng Jiu Ge didn't know anything.
Originally, I thought I could know what Feng Jiu Ge ······
"Why didn't you tell me?"
It's her business. She has a right to know.
"Those things are too dangerous, just deal with them, if you want to get in touch with those things, then quickly recover your memory." The Battle King's tone was unquestionable, Feng Jiu Ge pursed his lips, hey, it seems that these things can't be understood in the War King.
In that case, it would be better to ······
She found a time to meet the prince!
"It's better to go to the idea of going to the crown prince as soon as possible." As if he saw Feng Jiuge's thoughts, the War King spoke coldly.
"I, how could I have such a thought!" Feng Jiu Ge immediately denied: "I'm just thinking about what I'm going to eat tonight?" "I'm afraid no one will believe this excuse.
"And what can you tell me?" He didn't tell her what she wanted to ask, she could only ask what he could tell her?
"Why don't we talk about the two of us getting acquainted, met, and fell in love."
"Actually, lord, I don't think we love each other." This time, Feng Jiuge looked at the war king seriously, and that serious look made the war king feel very uncomfortable.
"That's your delusion."