Chapter 137: Everything is guarded by the son of this world

The shouts of killing outside the courtyard continued, and the firelight was mixed with the rattling of various flying hidden weapons.

Just before, these voices sounded terrifying to Du Wei, but now, curled up in his arms, she felt more relieved than ever.

Especially when her hot body touched his slightly cool fingers, the slightest coldness made her feel very comfortable.

"With this son here, no one can bully you anymore, sleep in peace."

It was the last voice she heard.

Immediately afterward, her world was engulfed in darkness.

Little did she know that after she lost consciousness, Wind Twilight's eyes erupted with anger like never before.

"Qi Qi Shizi, we caught three alive!" The dead man in soft armor suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and said.

Feng Duhan's thin lips opened lightly, and he spit out a word: "Kill!" ”

The dead man was stunned, not a single one left?

Just as he was about to look up and ask, he saw a woman in his arms, and he passed by, so shocked that he forgot to close his half-open mouth.

How is this possible?

When did their prince treat a woman like this?

Not to mention that the woman was disheveled and covered with filth, the prince of Nanwang did not dislike it, and wrapped his own big body around her......

"Look at what? Don't die! Tsing Yi didn't know when he came behind the dead man and scolded in a deep voice.

The dead man was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head and did not dare to look again.

Twilight Han took Du Wei and left first, leaving only some of the dead soldiers to clean up the battlefield.

When Du Wei opened her eyes again, the first thing that caught her eye was the familiar embroidered tent above her head.

This is...... Own boudoir?

As soon as she regained consciousness, she felt as if her body was surrounded by a ball of fire, as if it was about to erupt from the inside out.

"Miss has finally woken up!" Through the curtain, Du Wei vaguely saw the figure of Freesia.

Sure enough, she returned to Du Mansion, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that Feng Duhan had sent her back......

Just thinking about it, suddenly the curtain was lifted, and a tall figure leaned over, Du Wei was dizzy and couldn't see clearly, but she knew that it was definitely not the girl from Canglan.

The slightly cool touch touched her forehead, making her feel very comfortable.

"Do you want water?" The deep voice asked.

Du Wei opened her mouth, but she couldn't even spit out a word, the burning pain in her throat, and even her temples jumped and jumped, making her unable to think.

The figure in front of her swayed, and after a while, someone seemed to help her up from behind her, bringing warm water to her lips.

Du Wei drank several cups in a row before she regained consciousness slightly, turned her head, and faced her cold phoenix eyes.

Du Wei immediately stiffened like a wood carved clay sculpture.

What's going on?

Why is he here? Isn't this Du Mansion, her boudoir?

Why is the prince of the Southern King here?

Du Wei hurriedly opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she only let out a sharp gasp.

"Don't worry." The wind and twilight were cold and quiet, as if she knew that she must have many questions in her heart.

He put her back on the bed and helped her cover her with the horns.

No, it's definitely a dream!

Du Wei secretly pinched her thigh with the hand hidden in the brocade quilt.

It hurts!

She couldn't help but gasp.

The big hand with distinct bones brushed her forehead, slightly cool as jade, "Hugh wants to let this son say it a second time, your high fever has not subsided, don't move." ”

The villain in Du Wei's heart was only shocked.

Is this the rhythm of the end of the world? Why did this prince of the south become a warm man?

At this moment, Canglan's voice sounded outside the door: "The eldest lady has arrived." ”

"Mother?" Du Wei let out a faint single tone, and couldn't help but redden. The phoenix's eyes flickered, as if with a hint of pity.

Canglan lifted the door curtain, Mrs. Du came in from the outside, and Du Wei saw at a glance that she was haggard, with a slight red in her eyes, and she had secretly cried.

The eldest lady came straight to the bed, leaned over and saluted the prince of Nanwang: "Thank you for saving the little girl, the woman is so polite." ”

Feng Duhan was expressionless, still sitting on Du Wei's bed, and had no intention of getting up at all.

Everyone can understand the meaning of the eldest lady's words, including Du Wei herself.

Although he saved himself, this is her boudoir, how can he let him stay here as a big man?

Even if he forged the "childhood sweetheart" relationship between the two before, this still can't eliminate the taboo between men and women.

The eldest lady was a little embarrassed on her face, everyone in the world said that the prince of Nan had a withdrawn personality and held military power in his hands, and even the people of the royal family did not dare to underestimate him.

The eldest lady was in a dilemma, but she didn't know how to dissuade the prince of Nanwang from leaving.

At this moment, Du Yifan, the eldest young master of Du Mansion, hurriedly came, and when he entered the house, he saw the prince of Nanwang sitting on the edge of Du Wei's bed, and his eyes unconsciously showed surprise.

The prince of Nanwang, who was originally unattended, suddenly got up, walked to Du Yifan's side, and said in a deep voice: "You go out with this prince first." Then the brocade robe shook and went out of the house first.

Du Yifan didn't know why the prince of Nanwang asked him to go out, so he couldn't, so he had to follow closely.

When the eldest lady saw that they were all leaving, she hurriedly came to Du Wei, and she wanted to ask, but she couldn't bear to see Du Wei's sleepy appearance, so she said a few words, and saw that Du Wei had already fallen asleep.

The robbery of the daughter of Du Mansion in the city did not spread, and everyone in Du Mansion knew that this was the work of the prince of Nanwang, and he covered up the matter by himself.

Master Du even issued a death order, but no one in Du's mansion was allowed to leak the slightest rumor, and it was strictly forbidden for his subordinates to discuss this matter.

In stark contrast to this, it was Han Peiyao, the concubine of the Taishou Mansion, who insulted Du Wei, the eldest lady of the Du Mansion, on the street, which spread widely.

What's more, chatting in the teahouse, the words and deeds of Miss Han are described vividly, and even the street children will sing two sentences: "Explanation is a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth......

Taishou Mansion has been even more busy these days, and Han Qingshan was finally released, but what stunned them was that Han Qingshan was actually cleaned.

Han Taishou was really dumbfounded at this time, and forced Han Qingshan to tell the whole story in detail, so that he knew what happened in Wanfu Temple that day.

was so angry that Han Taishou called his daughter Han Peiyao and scolded her.

But Han Peiyao kept shouting that Du Wei had seduced the prince of England and the prince of Nanwang, and he was a vixen.

was so angry that Han Taishou slapped her in the face.

Mrs. Han is a short-term protector, and when she saw that the old man beat her baby daughter, she pounced like crazy, and as a result, she grabbed more than a dozen bloody paths on Han Taishou's face, causing Han Taishou to dare not go out for a few days.

Du Wei recovered quickly, and the Du Mansion has been even more heavily guarded in the past few days, to the extent that the grass and trees are all soldiers.

Nanwang Shizi almost became a frequent visitor to her boudoir, and even the Tsing Yi beside him was left in Fuju Pavilion by him.

Du Wei once found an opportunity to secretly ask Du Yifan what the prince of Nanwang said when he asked him to go out.

I don't want Du Yifan's face to be heavy in an instant, "The son of the world proposed to his father and wanted to marry you." ”

Which mud?

The villain in Du Wei's heart was instantly petrified.