Under the moonlight, Rong Jingshen wore a noble and cold white robe, his black hair was tied by a white jade crown, his face was as delicate as a knife and an axe, his outline was three-dimensional and cold, and his bottomless phoenix eyes were glowing with a cold cold light, which seemed to contain a bit of banter.

It's cold.

Chu Xi shivered unconsciously, his calves kept trembling, and in this series of violent movements, the wounds on his body seemed to be oozing blood again.

Even her head was a little muddy, she bit her lip tightly, and said, "Little brother, thank you for pulling me, it's okay, I'll go first." ”

"Lift... As easy as lifting a finger. Qin Feng looked at her as if nothing had happened, only to feel confused, and scratched his hair in extreme distress.

And the handsome man never spoke, nor did he move, as if he acquiesced that she could leave.

Qin Feng patted the dust on his body and said puzzledly, "Lord Wang, is Miss Chu an immortal, how do I feel that she doesn't look like she has been injured so much." ”

The corners of Rong Jingshen's lips curled, and a very ironic monosyllable overflowed from his throat, "Heh." ”

There was a loud bang, and the woman who had barely walked just now fell to the ground.

Qin Feng: "......"

He also said! I've been injured so much and I'm going to lie down for a month if I don't die.

He looked at his master, but saw that the man was still calm and calm, and he didn't mean to be surprised at all.

"Qin Feng, carry her back to the palace."

Ha? Since that incident, the prince has never brought his wife back.

"What are you doing in a daze, it's hard to understand the words of this king?"

Qin Feng could only hold his breath and endure the nausea, and walked over to carry Chu Xi up.

When he left the palace, in fact, Qin Feng was carrying a woman covered in blood, which was really eye-catching, but because Rong Jingshen was the powerful King Jing of Northern Zhao, no one dared to stop him.

After they had gotten into the carriage, the two guards, but without fear, began to talk.

"Don't they all say that Lord Jing is not close to women?"

"You know what, maybe it's just a cover-up, don't you see the woman covered in blood?"

"Could it be that the prince likes to play something different?"

Their voices were not loud or small, but those who practiced martial arts had better ear power than ordinary people, and these words fell into the ears of Rong Jingshen and Qin Feng word for word.

"Lord Wang, do you want to teach those two things that don't know what to do?"

The curtain of the carriage was pulled up, and Qin Feng couldn't see his master's face, but he could vaguely guess that it must not be very good-looking.

"Let's go home."

Qin Feng felt that he was really unlucky, this Miss Chu was stinky, but the prince of his family refused to share a car with Miss Chu.

And now, Chu Xi was unaware that half of his body was relying on him, which completely increased the difficulty for him to control the carriage.

He could only hold Chu Xi with one hand and grasp the reins with the other, but the road was not always smooth.

Coincidentally, the wheel of the carriage pressed a stone, and the car tilted and shook for a while, and Chu Xi also rolled into the carriage because of that force.

Inside the carriage, the man sitting on the soft collapse had been closing his eyes and recuperating, when suddenly something hit his satin boots.

Rong Jingshen opened his eyes, but saw the girl next to his satin boots, her face was as white as a ghost, and even the expensive cloud brocade on the ground was stained red by the blood on her body.

He is very clean, but when you see this sad and pitiful little face, the disgust on his face is dissipating little by little.

The third lady of the Chu family...