Carefree and dust-free, Feng Xiaoxiao had already neatly gotten up and dressed.

She still has to go and see, if Huang Qinglian doesn't leave angrily, maybe there will be a show at the dinner table, if she leaves, she just goes to see Feng Lingyue's reaction.

Therefore, Feng Xiaoxiao walked vigorously without a little delay.

"Miss...... Is it really okay? Wuchen looked at his sister worriedly.

Wuwu sighed: "You forgot, when our prince picked her up, she was covered in injuries, and in the process of healing her injuries, He Cheng saw her cry out in pain?"

"That's just as well." Wuchen nodded, "I have always felt that our prince is powerful, but now I feel that our young lady seems to be cast from iron to copper, is she really not afraid of pain?" ”

When the two maids were guessing, Feng Xiaoxiao had already gone out, but saw a man in front of him, wearing a light purple underwear robe, standing with his back to the door.

Qiuhengyuan has long been different from the past, even in the late autumn season, there is no half of the depression scene, the courtyard has changed the late autumn chrysanthemum varieties everywhere, there are two pots of purple-red chrysanthemums at his feet, as if baking clouds and supporting the moon, set off him as if an immortal landed.

By the way, to his clothes.

Feng Xiaoxiao just wanted to turn around and ask Wuwu to take out the robe just now, but the person in front of him had already turned around.

"Why don't you lie down properly?" The man in front of him was a little angry, why didn't this woman take care of herself like this?

He waited at the door, originally just planning to wait for carefree to come out and ask her about the situation, but he didn't expect this woman to run out in good spirits, what is the situation?

"I'm fine." Feng Xiaoxiao spread his hands indifferently, "By the way, your robe...... Don't worry, take out the prince's robe. ”

Worry-free answered, and the person returned

Before he came out, Feng Xiaoxiao felt that the figure in front of him flashed, and his arm was grabbed.

She reflexively pushed out, and the purple shadow in front of her hurriedly took a step back.

"What are you doing?!" Feng Xiao was furious.

"I won't touch you, lest your wound will burst open, and go back and lie down!" The expression on Mo Ziye's face was stern that could not be refused, "Otherwise, this king will personally carry you back!" ”

If it weren't for the fear of holding her and touching her wounds, he would have already done it just now.

It's really not a place to hurt!

"That'...... What about the feast? Feng Xiaoxiao took a step back and kept a safe distance from him.

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"This king has arranged for someone to pass the word, you were accidentally injured, this banquet is canceled, what is your opinion, let them come to this king, don't disturb you to recuperate."

Feng Xiaoxiao: "......"

As far as she was smearing the medicine, he actually arranged everything secretly?

"You...... Should I be asked? Feng Xiaoxiao was a little unconvinced.

"You can rely on you at any time, and I have the final say on today's affairs!" Mo Ziye squinted her eyes and looked at her, "I'll count to three, if you don't go back to the house, I'll carry you back." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath: "No need, I'll go back!"

He's already arranged, what is she going to do when she goes out again?

Almost lying on the bed in a negative mood, Mo Ziye had already walked in, but the carefree and dustless sisters stood in place a little embarrassed, not knowing where to go.

In particular, Carefree still holds the Mozi Night Robe in his hand.

"Get out!" Mo Ziye glanced at them and waved his hand.

As if she had been pardoned, she hurriedly nodded hand in hand: "Yes, the slave and maid are leaving...... That, my lord, put your robe ...... Put it here. "First war concubine: The prince is sober

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