Ning Xiyue drank the last cup of tea, and then thought about going back to the room to rest for a while.

As soon as she stepped into the room with her front feet, Ning Xiyue felt that there was something unusual in the room, the things on the desk had been moved, and the windows were open.

Holding the silver needle tightly in her fingertips, Ning Xiyue was ready, if there was really someone, she would shoot out the silver needle in her hand.

The silver needles are smeared with herbs, which will make people weak for a short time.

Just when Ning Xiyue was nervous, a long figure walked out from behind the bookshelf, looking at Ning Xiyue's stunned appearance, her thin lips hooked lightly: "It's me." ”

"Eighth Prince?"

Ning Xiyue frowned and put away the silver needle in her hand: "Why are you here?" And she hid it, so that she thought that some thief was coming!

Thinking of the Immortal Wind Dao Leader just now, Ning Xiyue asked, "What did you do, the Immortal Wind Dao Leader was actually scared like that." ”

"He didn't do anything, probably because he had a ghost in his heart!"

Feng Huayin took a step forward, his ink eyes staring at the person in front of him, the deep pupils were like a 10,000-year-old ancient well, Ning Xiyue breathed a sigh, and only felt that his soul seemed to be sucked into it.

Frowning, Ning Xiyue took a step back, but the more she retreated, the more the man pressed forward step by step, until Ning Xiyue's whole person was forced into a corner.

The tip of the nose wafts into the man's unique fragrance, which is not pungent and smells good.

Ning Xiyue tried her best to keep herself calm, but the slightly peach-colored ears betrayed her.

Frowning, Ning Xiyue said coldly: "Eighth Prince, if you do this again, I will call someone." ”

"Whatever you want."

Without taking Ning Xiyue's threat to heart, Feng Huayin took a step forward instead, and this time, the distance between the two was a fraction of a second, and even, Ning Xiyue could clearly hear the man's strong and powerful heartbeat.

Panic flashed in her eyes, and Ning Xiyue didn't even know what to say.

What exactly does this man want to do, Ning Xiyue couldn't guess it, so she was even more nervous.

"Do you know what this king is doing today?"

The knuckled fingers gently pinned the broken hair in front of Ning Xiyue's forehead behind her ears, and Feng Huayin's magnetic voice sounded softly in her ears, with a warm and ambiguous breath: "I came to settle accounts with you." ”

Boom!

As soon as her heart beat, Ning Xiyue's red lips opened slightly, and her eyes were full of puzzlement.

Accounts? What is the account?

What the hell was this man talking about, and why didn't she understand it at all?

Feng Huayin lowered his eyes and stared quietly at the woman's amber beautiful eyes, which were very clear, so clear that Feng Huayin could clearly see his reflection.

His throat moved slightly, and Feng Huayin's voice was hoarse: "I was very angry yesterday." ”

Angry that Ning Xiyue didn't care about her life, angry that she didn't care about her, and the most angry thing was that she actually left with Feng Yici.

Listening to the reports of her subordinates, this woman stayed in the prince's mansion for several hours, during which time there were people who delivered fruits, and someone heard Feng Yici's laughter.

What did the two of them do in the house, the prince's mind was obvious, so what was Ning Xiyue's attitude?

Or does she really want to marry Feng Yici as the crown princess, fantasizing about being a country in the future?

Feng Huayin's dark eyes were swept by a violent storm, and the force in his hand gradually increased, Ning Xiyue was in pain, and said coldly: "Eighth Prince, you'd better calm down, otherwise, I'm really going to call someone." ”

What the hell is this man crazy about, it's just a psychopath.

"Yue'er, you tell me."

After a deep groan, Feng Huayin still asked: "Do you really want to marry Feng Yici and be the crown princess?" You tell me. ”

Feng Yici was too attentive and ambiguous to Ning Xiyue, which made Feng Huayin have to worry.

Hearing this, Ning Xiyue frowned secretly, this is what Feng Huayin wants to ask? He was angry because he and Feng Yiqi left? Is this man jealous?

Ning Xiyue felt funny and helpless in her heart, and said: "Eighth Prince, let's not say that this is my private matter for the time being, and also, who I will marry in the future, that is not something I can decide, I have a marriage contract with His Royal Highness the Prince, even if there is contact, it is normal." You are only an outsider to me, and you are not qualified to interfere in my marriage or with whom I have contact. ”

What Ning Xiyue said was a bit serious, but there was nothing she could do, she had to stay away from Feng Huayin, only in this way could she prevent the tragedy in her previous life.

What's more, Feng Yi resigned as the crown prince, Ning Xiyue just wanted to refuse, but she couldn't refuse, unless she wanted to find something for herself.

On weekdays, it doesn't matter if Lu Wen's three mothers and daughters make trouble for themselves, if they offend the prince again, wouldn't it be to make the general's mansion suffer.

Feng Hua Yin Mo looked at the woman's beautiful and delicate face with cold eyes, and couldn't believe that he was an outsider to Ning Xiyue.

Hehe, he has done so much, he misses her all the time, but she never thinks about herself.

Feng Huayin felt sarcastic, but more angry, he lowered his head, and his thin lips covered the soft red lips......

"Hmm......"

The sudden kiss caught Ning Xiyue off guard, her brain stopped working with a "buzz", her eyes widened suddenly, and she was stunned and didn't know what to do.

The long arms hugged the woman's slender waist, and Feng Huayin took the opportunity to pry open his teeth and kiss her deeply.

The soft red lips and seductive aroma sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, extinguishing the anger in Feng Huayin's heart little by little.

Tossing, grinding, pecking, Feng Huayin was cautious with every movement, as if he was treating his most cherished jewel with pity.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the touch on her lips reminded Ning Xiyue of what they were doing, and Ning Xiyue also knew that she had to push this man away.

However, Ning Xiyue's hand never had the courage to push it down, Ning Xiyue tilted her head, and her faint voice seemed to treat a stranger: "You go, I shouldn't have happened today, I hope the eighth prince will not participate in Xiyue's life." ”

Ning Xiyue didn't know at this time that her indifferent words were turning into sharp cold blades, and a little bit of 'Ling Chi' was on Feng Huayin's heart.

Feng Huayin nodded, smiled dumbly, and finally landed a deep kiss on Ning Xiyue's forehead, and then left from the window.

The breath belonging to Feng Huayin in the room was drifting away with the wind, slowly fading, Ning Xiyue smiled bitterly, slumped on the ground a little bit, and a line of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

In the Olive Yard.

"It's shameless for a cheap woman to look so ugly and want to seduce His Royal Highness the Prince."

"You are shameless, why did you hit Miss Ben, I will bite you to death."

"Ah...... Syllable! ”

The sounds of fighting, cursing, and gasping sounded one after another, and when Lu Wen and Ning Jiahe hurried over, they saw Ning Shandie and a woman with a gorgeous face and a sexy figure twisted together, and the two of them rolled around on the ground regardless of face, scolding each other for shameless words.

"What are you still doing in a daze, pull the two apart!" Lu Wen frowned, his face extremely embarrassed.

The family responded and immediately stepped forward to pull the two apart.