Feng Hongyin's forehead was full of green tendons, and he was extremely restrained.

Even when he was a prince in his life, he had never been so embarrassed.

I wish the prince to be the proud son of heaven since birth, and the emperor is the only favorite.

Later, when Kowloon won the throne, he didn't want to be the emperor, so he supported his younger brother to ascend to the throne.

How many bloody storms and twists and turns have come over, and I didn't expect that now I would rack my brains in this broken green building.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, the violence in my eyes was gone, and only a piece of calm remained.

He took a step towards her.

The beauty, who could only stand up straight by holding on to the cabinet next to her, lowered her head and shrunk her shoulders in some fear, and the whole person looked a little shorter.

Feng Hongyin walked in front of her and stood up, ready to wait for her to "throw herself into her arms" if she couldn't stand still.

The two stood awkwardly facing each other, which should have been a sweet and warm picture, but one was expressionless and even a little impatient, and the other was even worse, looking like he was trembling slightly.

Prince Zhu is a person who has killed people on the battlefield, he doesn't need to be angry to scare a crying child, at this time so close to her, the delicate beauty trembled, and the weight of the whole person depended on the cabinet behind him, for fear that he would offend him again if he was not careful.

It's been a while, she just held on like this, Feng Hongyin looked at her biting lower lip, trembling but still reluctant to stand up straight, and finally exhausted the last trace of patience.

He tilted his head and gave a "tsk", then held out his hand.

His right hand pressed against the back of her neck with a scorching temperature, then straining.

Her eyes widened, and he couldn't refuse to bring her into a warm embrace.

"In such a hurry, is Miss Lu too anxious?"

The majestic prince said this, and she even faintly heard a laugh.

The heart suddenly slowed down by half a beat.

The people who call her Miss Lu don't know how much, but when they call her Miss Lu, they will look at her with revealing eyes.

It's been so long since she entered this Cuiyu Tower, and she has never been cold.

Maybe she was too warm at the beginning, but as the days passed, she saw too many things clearly.

She was just the lowliest prostitute, a lowly person who couldn't even enter the ancestral grave after death, but the people she came into contact with were either rich or noble.

They praised her appearance, her piano sound, and her knowledge of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

But all they want is this skin.

Only Prince Zhu is different.

When he took her into his arms, the coldness of her body faded slightly.

Just when her body was just a little warm, Feng Hongyin immediately received the news that the mission was successful, and then immediately let go of her, and even took two steps back to open the distance.

He had never been so close to a woman.

Feng Hongyin deceived his head, looked at the remaining task in the task bar, and finally gritted his teeth and relented.

"Change your clothes and I'll take you out."

After saying this, Feng Hongyin pushed the door and walked out.

His back is extraordinarily straight, obviously still with anger on his body, but he knows in his heart that she is innocent, and he tries hard not to let his anger hurt the innocent.

Ye Chuijin looked at his back and couldn't help but continue to humble.

The system was troubled by her: [What's wrong with you? 】

Ye Chuijin took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears: [Why can't he let go so much? Am I not good-looking? Am I not weak? Isn't my waist thin and my breasts big??? Why did I throw myself into my arms and hug him, he didn't start to react. 】

The system was silent for a moment before letting out a roar of life: [...... Be a person!! 】