"Slapped." Liang Jinyin replied.

At this time, a picture suddenly flashed in Feng Yandi's mind.

That was almost a month ago.

Baishui's wild words were slapped by the hidden rebellion, but she supported the ground with her hands, and blood spilled from the corners of her mouth.

At that time, he didn't feel anything, but now that he thinks about it, he actually has some faint distress.

"Recuperate." Feng Yan picked up the pen again, "Let Secret Wen accompany you to practice swords today." ”

The moment Feng Yan lowered his head, his eyes seemed to be covered with thick smoke.

Liang Jinyin seemed to feel a faint sorrow on his body.

Because of your own injury?

It didn't seem to be, he saw that Feng Yan seemed to be recalling something.

Liang Jinyin left, he found Dark Wen and practiced martial arts with Dark Wen in the courtyard.

Feng Yan finished writing the credit inkstone and pressed the paper, put down the brush, and went directly to Baishui's room.

"The king has come in." Feng Yan gave a notice and pushed the door in.

Bai Shui Shui hurriedly retracted the hand that was driving the formation.

The little hedgehog, the green snake, the black snake, the white snake, and the little rabbit quickly hid.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Bai Shui asked with a detached attitude.

There was a hint of coldness in the corners of Feng Yan's eyes, "Can't you come if you're fine?" ”

"You are the prince, you can go anywhere." Hundertwassa said.

"It's the Queen Mother's birthday soon, you can prepare." Feng Yan said.

"Oh." Bai Shui answered, because he had been told by the black snake before, and Bai Shui's reaction was very flat.

Feng Yan saw that she was very calm, so he said, "Don't embarrass this king. ”

"I can't disgrace you." Bai Shui said indifferently.

Feng Yan raised his eyebrows, "What should you do if someone asks you to perform." ”

？？

Baishui frowned, "I'm not a drama, I'll perform if others ask me to perform?" ”

"You." Feng Yan looked at her coldly, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Feng Yan raised his hand and pressed it on her shoulder, "Someone will always make a fuss." ”

"Will you remind me again?" Hundertwasser asked rhetorically.

"This king just doesn't want to see you lose face." Feng Yan said coldly.

"Thank you so much." Bai Shuishui rolled his eyes.

Feng Yan looked at her cheeks, and her gaze gradually warmed, "Does it still hurt?" ”

"Huh?" Baishuishui looked at him confused, completely unaware of what he was talking about, "What are you asking?" ”

"Hurt." Feng Yan said coldly.

"On the shoulder? It doesn't hurt anymore. Bai Shui said.

"It's not." Feng Yan asked, "Last time, the hidden rebellion slapped you. ”

"When did that happen?" Baishuishui frowned and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

"Oh." Feng Yan responded.

Bai Shuishui remembered that it was something she had just crossed over.

Time flies.

"Are you alright?" Hundertwasser asked rhetorically.

"So eager to drive this king away?" Feng Yan asked coldly.

Bai Shui nodded and said very honestly, "Hmm." ”

"Baishui, why are you so bold?" Feng Yan gritted his teeth and asked, "Who gave you the guts?" ”

"Am I bold?" Hyaswasi chuckled, "Where am I?" ”

"How dare you talk to this king like this." Feng Yan looked at her coldly.

Bai Shuishui raised his lips and smiled, "I've always talked to you like this. ”

Hearing Baishui Shuidi's words, Feng Yan only felt that his heart suddenly became irritable.