The royal brother was afraid that she would be impertinent and hurt others or herself, so he always disagreed. 【Fengyun Reading Network】

She begged for a long time, and finally it was Feng Zhimu who came out and said that he accompanied her to learn, and the royal brother relented.

She was already tired of him because the Mu of the Wind was blocking her way to chase Brother Xiao.

At that time, she was like meeting an enemy, and she didn't restrain him at all.

The Mu of the Wind cultivates to a high level and has always let her, but she is still unforgiving.

In the end, she was impetuous, but she lost her hand after all.

The blade of the sword is not long-eyed, and the sword stabs the arm of the wind impartially.

He could have dodged, but if he did, she would have fallen headlong to the ground.

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, the Mu of the Wind did not dodge.

He leaned over and held her tightly in his arms.

But the sword still pierced the back of his hand.

The cut in the sword was very deep, and blood came out at once, and he held her as if he couldn't feel the pain in his hand until he held her steady.

The blood on the back of Feng Zhimu's hand was almost cut off by her, and the imperial brother scolded her in front of everyone.

She has been held in the palm of her hand since she was a child, and she has been scolded like this, not to mention in front of Brother Xiao.

It was then that she became more and more disgusted with the admiration of the wind.

Xilingqian touched the scar on the back of his hand, as if it was a wound on his heart, and it hurt faintly.

She sighed, no one expected that she would marry the person she hated the most with a purpose.

And this person is only for her.

If Feng Zhimu hadn't caught her at that time, then he wouldn't have this ugly wound on his hand.

For so many years, Feng Zhimu seems to have known her for a long time, and he is too good to be good to her.

"Why? What do you like about me? Xiling Qian muttered in a low voice.

It seems to be asking the wind and the admiration, and it seems to be asking yourself.

Before I came to Tian Cangguo, I didn't remember that in my memory, there was the number one person of Feng Zhimu.

He was so handsome that if I had seen him, I would never have forgotten him.

However, she just couldn't remember where she had seen this person.

"Qianqian......" muttered Wind Mu.

"Well, I'm here!" Xiling Qian knew that Feng Zhimu couldn't hear it, but she still answered.

"Qianqian... Don't leave me, don't leave me...", he said in a daze, "I just want you, as long as you-"

"......" Xiling Qian looked at Feng Zhimu in a daze, not knowing what to say.

After a long time, she spoke, with a faint bitterness in her tone, "For me, you even have power, status, and wealth." Can you give up? ”

“……”

The Mu of the Wind seemed to fall asleep again, and there was no sound in the air except for the sound of his shallow breathing.

In the igloo, which had been silent for a long time, there was only a sigh of doubt in the end.

"Everything I do, is it right or wrong!"

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Two hours later, Ye Qinglan woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, a voice sounded in her ears that was not salty or light.

"Awake?"

The side of her head was right on the dark eyes of the nine-tailed fox.

She remembered that she fainted after walking out of the house of Wind Mu, and then she was in a daze as if she was holding the big doll that had always been super big.

Her eyes rolled and she realized that she had returned to her igloo.

But she obviously fainted outside.

Ye Qinglan turned his head again: "You rescued me, yours?" ”

His small body, could it be that he took himself in his mouth?

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