Just as Feng Zhirong was muttering to herself, she heard a familiar and unfamiliar voice in her ear suddenly come: "You say, who is the man?" ”

Feng Zhirong subconsciously responded: "This still needs to be asked, naturally—"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly stopped.

Embarrassed.

Isn't that a male voice, why are you so unguarded?

Mechanically, he turned his body in the direction of the sound, and sure enough, sure enough......

A very bad expression flashed on Feng Zhirong's face, and she was not idle, and hurriedly jumped up from the chair. But she didn't expect that the exhaustion she had accumulated all morning had not been eliminated, and it was difficult for her body to toss such a big movement for a while, and the soreness and tingling of her muscles and bones at this moment made her movements go wrong

Yikes! ──

When Feng Zhirong's feet touched the ground, she was damn unbalanced, and she stumbled when she saw that a face full of panic was about to make intimate contact with the floor

It's over! It must have hurt!

Falling to the ground should have been a matter of moments, but her mind still had time to turn thousands of expectations about pain, but in the next moment, she unexpectedly threw herself into the warm embrace.

King Jing naturally couldn't watch Feng Zhirong fall under his nose, let alone because he was scared by himself? At that moment, he also stepped forward and picked up Feng Zhirong with a full embrace.

Feng Zhirong's mind was blank, and she was stunned for a while before she dared to raise her head, and those small hands were still holding King Jing's clothes, as if she had palpitations.

Seeing that she was different from her usual stunned appearance, King Jing, who had never liked to let people get close, couldn't help but let her pinch for a while, and then said jokingly: "I didn't expect you to be quite bold with this doll." ”

Feng Zhirong hurriedly let go of her hand and wanted to retreat, but she almost fell again, and thanks to King Jing's quick eyes, she was stopped. Feng Zhirong only stood up at this time, thinking that Fang Cai was too embarrassed and really violated the image she had painstakingly created, so she was not to be outdone and said: "The prince is too, he always says that he is bloody and not close to people, but I didn't expect the smell of the prince to be quite good." ”

Smells?

Is this girl a dog?

King Jing looked at Feng Zhirong's young age, and naturally he still didn't have too much thought about the love between men and women, but he just felt that this girl was special, and she could always let him see many interesting aspects.

Whether it is the old-fashioned and sophisticated attitude when meeting at the city gate, the domineering and sharp teeth shown in the face of the Marquis of Baoding, the radiance of talking about archery in front of him, and the cunning and intelligence when talking about state affairs with himself...... Or even the stoic and sobbing expressions that stumble when you mention your own uneasiness and seek a simple certainty from yourself, or what you see today......

There are so many rich appearances, but they are not like a small radish head can have.

Thinking about the Feng family's ability to teach their children well, not to mention that almost all of the Feng family's sons and daughters are capable, even the only daughter of the Feng family who has not yet come out of the cabinet is also so "special".

King Jing suddenly remembered that the little adult in front of him said that he was a man—although he had indeed only heard this, but looking at Feng Zhirong's panicked appearance, he thought that her words should be saying that he was right.

That's not right, isn't that?

Although most women are precocious, he was really dumbfounded by the phrase "men are misleading" from her mouth.

Doesn't this mean that Feng Zhirong's ten-year-old head is full of overmature thoughts? I can still think of love and love......

At this moment, his mood is mixed, and it is really difficult to describe it in simple words.

He began to learn fist and foot kung fu when he was young, and even when he was in the palace of King Miao and had no freedom, he secretly practiced martial arts from the generals who quietly helped them.

Few of their royal brothers are as serious as him, and few of them can compete with him among their peers, and the rest are like ordinary princes and nobles, relying on their trusted subordinates.

Then, for a number of reasons, he voluntarily asked for Ying in the year of Zhixue, and persuaded the Son of Heaven to give up all the preferential treatment as a prince, and from then on he fought for Daye's expedition to the south and the north.

Although he has never been so proud--but the six-year battle on the battlefield has also made him go through ups and downs, and his face has not changed at several life and death moments, and the army he led has also been sharpened by him, and even won the praise of the god of war in the mouth of the people on the border of Daye, and the title of the god of death in the mouth of the enemy country......

But then he was called a man by the female doll in front of him?

Feng Zhirong was caught by him because he stumbled twice, and he had no intention of letting go at this time, so the two of them bowed their heads and stared at each other.

- What happened to this Jingwang? Got the wrong medicine? Why does your face seem to be a little ugly?

Could it be that you are sick? Not like it? Looking at his eyes and overall condition, it seems to be quite fine.

Feng Zhirong, who has always known how to observe words and feelings, was also stunned for a while.