The worry clearly visible on the girl's face made Pei Lingqi's heart stagnate, bringing up strange feelings that could not be ignored.

His chest was sore, and he hugged the petite man, "Nervous? ”

"Hmm." Things are vaguely showing signs of badness, Sheng Han's sleeves don't care about pretentiousness, "I'm afraid that the prince will have three long and two short ......"

What she predicted was the deepest calamity within a certain period of time - Fifteen said, so in addition to the big guy being seriously injured, there was very likely to be other big and small troubles.

"Little thing, look up." The man's gentle voice, "Look into the eyes of this king." ”

Sheng Hansleeve raised his face, bumped into his ink-stained eyes, and bit his lip, "Lord Wang." ”

"Well, just remember to protect you for the rest of your life, and this king will return safely, huh?" Pei Lingqi kissed her nose, "Don't be afraid." ”

But what she cares about is not whether he can protect him anymore, but himself.

Sheng Hansleeve could understand what he meant, and immediately leaned over and hugged the man hard, "Yes, I will wait in the mansion and wait for the prince to return safely." ”

……

The entrance to the princess's house.

After discussing with Pei Lingqi yesterday, Lu Qianran came here to wait, although no one opened the door for him in the end.

Before his move was reported to the capital in the southern border, maybe Wei Yue hadn't even made the decision to assassinate Ling Qi at that time, then she basically wouldn't suspect that there was another reason for him to stay.

In the court, Ling Qi can trust him alone, he is different, and the old goddess has no scruples.

As he thought about it a hundred times, the door in front of him creaked open, and he instantly tightened the reins.

Pei Qingyan's maidservant looked at the man on horseback, and reluctantly conveyed the master's words: "General Lu, please come in." ”

It's not a day or two that the group of people in the princess's mansion haven't given him a good look, but now Lu Duran has no psychological pressure and faces their gaze calmly.

The horse was handed over to the little maid, and Lu Duran went straight to the back garden, where Pei Qingyan played chess with Qu Pujia. Qu Sufeng is actually there.

"I said that Qingyan's chess skills are already above you and me, but you don't believe it." Qu Sufeng's faint doting tone for his sister.

Lu Wanran frowned subconsciously, what kind of system does it become for a married woman to coexist with a man other than her husband?

"Pei Qingyan." The man's voice was visibly unpleasant, and he strode over, his cool eyes sweeping over Qu Sufeng who was standing at the table.

The woman who was stopped stiffened slightly, and did not immediately look up, but was caught pinching the hand that was about to fall.

Qu Pujia raised her eyebrows, "What do you mean?" Qingyan played chess with me well! ”

"I heard that she has been with your brother and sister for a long time, I think she is tired, why don't you change me." As he spoke, he sat down beside her with ease.

Pei Qingyan twisted his eyebrows slightly to refute, and when the words came to his mouth, the corners of his lips were suddenly pecked and kissed, and all the words stopped in his throat.

Lu Qianran's expression was natural, "Be good, I will do it for your husband." His eyes swept over the man who was standing.

Qu Sufeng: "......" When did he provoke this?

"You ......" Qu Pujia looked at her friend's stunned side face, and she couldn't say anything, but just sat aside, "I don't want to go down with you!" Brother, here you come! ”

Lu Duan's thin lips outlined a cool arc, changing the curvature of Qu Sufeng, which was exactly what he wanted.

……

"Lord Wang, you can taste this, I made it myself!" With an emphatic tone, Sheng Han's sleeves diligently clothed the man.

This kind of thing has not been experienced, and this is the only way this girl flatters him. But today's demeanor, completely revolving around him, Pei Lingqi still feels fresh.