Chapter 390: Laughter
"Yun Ting's life is determined to protect Miss Thoroughly, that's all. Yun Ting said, smiled bitterly, looked at Xiao Yuchen and continued, "So, the prince doesn't have to worry that Yun Ting will have any covetous intentions for Miss. ”
"This life?" Xiao Yuchen was puzzled, narrowed his eyes, revealing a dangerous gaze, "You, who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. The prince only needs to know that Yun Ting will not do anything to hurt or betray Miss. With that, he picked up his long knife and turned around and walked back, "Let's go, let's chop some wood and go back." After a long time, the young lady will be in a hurry. ”
Xiao Yuchen looked at Yun Ting's back, his eyes were complicated, but he didn't say anything again after all. Raised his long legs and followed.
After another quarter of an hour, Xiao Yuchen and Yun Ting flew back to the stream. The two of them saw Feng Qianyan running around chasing Qingxiu from a distance.
"Eh, are you back?" Feng Qianyan stopped, and shook the charcoal in his hand triumphantly towards Qingxiu.
"Lord Wang!" Qingxiu wailed and ran to Xiao Yuchen's side.
"You're - poof!" Xiao Yuchen's gaze just turned to Qingxiu's face, and he couldn't hold back, and actually laughed directly...... Pointing to Qingxiu's face and asking, "You, your face-"
"Lord Wang!" Qingxiu's face was aggrieved, with black charcoal marks on her face, which was even more funny.
"Yan Yan, how did he get this?" Xiao Yuchen looked at Feng Qianyan who was walking over and asked.
"It's nothing!" Feng Qianyan turned the charcoal pen in his hand, and said casually: "You two haven't come back for so long, we are idle and bored, so we just played a game!"
"Game?" Xiao Yuchen glanced at Qingxiu with great sympathy: You dare to play games with her?!
Why did your own prince give such a look? Qingxiu continued to explain inexplicably: "Yes, prince...... The young lady said to let her subordinates run, and she chased. If you catch up, draw a stroke on the face of your subordinates......"
"You mean, you're competing with her?" Xiao Yuchen said, glancing at the smug wind.
"Yes......" Qingxiu said dejectedly, "I didn't expect that Miss's speed was about the same as that of her subordinates, and her body was very weird, and her subordinates didn't dodge ...... once."
"Alright, you don't look wronged at all. Xiao Yuchen patted Qingxiu's shoulder, "Go wash it up!"
"Hey, hey, hey......" Feng tilted his face and raised his small chin, smiling proudly at Xiao Yuchen.
"Is it fun?" Xiao Yuchen stretched out his hand, pinched Feng Qianyan's wrist and held the charcoal in his hand, "Can you write?"
"Hmm!" Feng Qian Yan nodded, "I did it myself!"
"It's convenient to take it with you. Xiao Yuchen let go of Feng Yanyan's wrist and handed the charcoal back again.
Feng Qianyan didn't answer, and said, "I've sent you." He ran to the stream to wash his hands.
Xiao Yuchen looked at the charcoal in his hand, about the length of an adult man's finger, the thickness of chopsticks, and the outside was thickly wrapped with a beautiful cloth by the wind, which was much easier to hold.
Soon, Feng Qianyan washed his hands and walked back. Xiao Yuchen's fingers moved slightly, and he put away the charcoal.
"What about the firewood you chopped?" Feng looked around, but found no firewood.
Xiao Yuchen flipped his wrist, and a large pile of branches of different thicknesses and thinnesses appeared on a dry land next to him.