The four people who left the Nishang Pavilion came to the famous Hundred Crane Tower at the top of the roof, and bumped into His Royal Highness King Jing, who was here to entertain the distinguished guests, at the door.

And then:

"Wu'er, come, eat this, be careful, don't choke."

"This tastes good, Wu'er taste it."

..........

"Wu'er, slow down." A pair of phoenix eyes that were black into the deep pool looked closely at Wu Mo'er's face. For a moment, it is as gentle and affectionate as a lover.

Wipe her mouth from time to time, as if she were treating the most precious thing in the world.

Wu Mo'er is very greedy for this kind of favor, how unfortunate she was in her previous life, how happy she is in this life.

At this time

The door was kicked open with a "click".

Qi Qingcheng looked at this scene in disbelief, and Prince Jing treated a woman so gently: "You, you..... Who is she?"

was very happy to be courteous in front of his sister, but he was suddenly disturbed, and his face was immediately clouded.

"How did you guard the door, quickly blast her out to this king."

Wu'er raised her head and looked at her with a confused look, so familiar: "Who are you?"

"This sentence should be asked by me, I am the future Princess Jing, who are you?" The beauty of this woman in front of her made her jealous and confused, and they looked at it

It's such a match.

Wu'er walked in front of Qi Qingcheng in a distraction, and no one knew what mood she was in at the moment.

Zong Zheng Wujiang also looked at her with a confused expression, and Wu'er seemed to have lost her soul at this moment. I didn't hear her response after a few calls.

And Wu Mo'er never thought that she would meet here one day, raising her hand to touch this long-lost face, scenes flashed in her mind, how could she forget

Finish.

Qi Qingcheng has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his strength is not comparable to that of ordinary men, and he stunned Wu Mu'er with a backhand slap.

Zongzheng Wujiang didn't expect Qi Qingcheng to dare to make a move in front of him, and he was too late to stop it.

"Wu'er (Miss)"

"If something happens to Wu'er, this king will make your life worse than death." The crimson eyes glared at Qi Qingcheng angrily, as if they were going to cut her with a thousand knives in the next moment.

"Lord Jing, me."

"Roll"

The cold emanating from his body made Qi Qingcheng sit on the ground, he cared so much about this woman.

"Hurry up and ask for a doctor" Zong Zheng Wujiang quickly calmed down.

"Get her."