Chapter 182: Getting Close to the Prince

"Your Highness......"

Dark Seven hesitated for a moment.

"How?" Nangong Ling looked at him puzzled.

He hesitated.

"We don't know what kind of strength those people are, and will it be ...... to go so rashly"

In the eyes of Shangnan Gong Ling, his voice became slower and softer, and he was directly silent in the back, kneeling down in fear, "Please also ask Your Highness for forgiveness, my subordinates are also worried......"

"Needless to say, go and get the punishment yourself."

Dark Seven committed a big taboo and went out to receive the punishment by himself, leaving only Qin Huawu and Nangong Ling in the house.

Qin Huawu smacked her tongue, "If I were like you, Qingsong wouldn't know how many beatings he had received." ”

But having said that, this is the rule of other people's houses, and he didn't say much, he was still more worried about Nangong Ling's decision.

"Although Dark Seven made a mistake, his worries are not wrong, you don't even know how many people the Western Regions have sent, it's too dangerous to go so rashly."

Nangong Ling shook his head, he had already decided.

Since the punchline wants to play with him, he cooperates.

What's more, Feng Xiye must have sent someone to kill him in order to solve the love Gu in Feng Jiu's body, he owed her a lot, and he didn't want to watch her tortured to death by the love Gu.

"Okay, I'll bring it too, if you need help then, just let me know."

He stretched, sleepy, and in the blink of his eyes, there was a string of tears.

Suddenly, he remembered something that dispelled his drowsiness a lot.

"After you leave, Nangong Chen is about to step on the threshold of my other village, isn't he helping Emperor Lao'er deal with state affairs now? How can you be so idle? ”

"Maybe it's only at this time that you can do whatever you want." With Nangong Ling's understanding of Nangong Chen, he should no longer be able to contain his ambitions now.

And his father is a person who will never allow others to touch his own things, even if this person is the crown prince he is satisfied with, and it is believed that the prince will fall on his heels in the near future.

I just don't know if this heel will make him grow a little, or if he will never recover from then on.

"Then I can play with him, and if there is anything I want to know in the future, I can also let you know." Because of the witty words, the Qin father and son will not leave the capital for the time being.

He stared at the prince, but it was not completely without benefit, although the prince was a little bad, he always knew how to play.

Qin Huawu used to stay in the Medicine King Valley, but now she feels like a hillbilly, she doesn't understand anything, and she has a lot of ways to play with the prince.

Nangong Ling had no objection to this, and only reminded: "Pay attention to proportion, my imperial brother is the most small-bellied, if you annoy him when you don't know, he won't let you go easily." ”

"Who do you look down on?" Qin Huawu didn't care, and Nangong Ling didn't want to say anything more.

was really sleepy, and after saying the last thing, Qin Huawu yawned and got up to leave.

Nangong Ling turned off the lights and stood in front of the bed with his hands in his hands, the scenes of these years appeared in front of his eyes, and his mind was chaotic.

Thinking of Feng Jiutian, he couldn't help but sigh, "It would be nice if I could be as transparent as you." ”

That person always seems to be like that, no matter what happens, he will soon have the next plan.

I don't know how she is in the Western Regions, I think it shouldn't be too bad for her to come to Fengxiye, otherwise she won't be picked up thousands of miles away.

Western regions.

The night was as cold as water, and it was raining drippingly.

When she first returned to the Western Regions, Full Moon ignored her refusal and slept outside every night, waiting for her to give her an order in the middle of the night.

But since the last time Full Moon was injured, Feng Jiutian drove her back to her house.

She was awakened by the wind blowing outside the window, got up to close the window, itched her nose and sneezed.

Stretched out her hand to close the window, because she saw a person standing under the eaves of the porch outside the window, her body was straight, and she didn't know how long she had been standing there, she tentatively said, "Fengxi night." ”

Feng Xiye turned around, and he knew that Feng Jiu had woken up, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Cold?" He looked at the sky, "Ah, it's already November, it's going to be cold, and it's going to snow soon." ”

Feng Jiu pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer.

There was really no way she could pretend to be calm with him after what had happened that day.

But it turns out that Feng Xiye is not an ordinary person, even if the atmosphere between the two is already a little awkward, he can still act as if nothing happened.

He suddenly approached, stretched out his hand to prop himself on the window lattice, and gently rolled into the room, brushing away a few drops of rain from his sleeve, "It's still warm in the house." ”

"What are you doing here?"

Feng Jiu took two steps back, his tone cold and hard, with full vigilance.

After her words fell, she saw Feng Xiye's movements paused almost imperceptibly, and his voice was muffled, "I just suddenly thought of the previous things and wanted to come and see you." ”

After that day, he went to the martial arts training ground to train himself until his whole body was sore, but he still couldn't suppress the panic in his heart.

Tonight, she dreamed of Feng Jiutian, she didn't speak, just looked at him with a pair of eyes full of tears, and asked him if he had been lying to him all along.

Those eyes were exactly the same as before she went to the Great Yan Dynasty, and he opened his mouth several times, but he didn't know how to answer.

When I woke up, I found that it was going to rain, so I came here unconsciously.

After standing outside for a while, it started to rain, and I wanted to go up and help her close the window, but I didn't expect her to wake up and find him.

Feng Jiutian didn't know the complexity in his heart, but instinctively refused to contact him.

She stepped forward and touched the fire fold from the table, and just blew it, there was a little fire, but Feng Xiye excitedly took the fire fold away from her hand.

His voice was almost pleading, "Is that okay?" ”

He was genuinely scared to see her eyes full of alienation.

This was the first time she had heard him speak in such a tone, but for such a ruthless person, Feng Jiutian didn't even think too much, so she didn't bother to care about him.

The fire fold in the hand of the general was covered, but suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

The snort was filled with a bitter smell of grass and trees, and Feng Jiutian, who reacted, struggled desperately.

Pushed Feng Xiye out, but his strength was surprisingly great.

"You let go of me!" Feng Jiutian, who has no martial arts, is not Feng Xiye's opponent in terms of strength or skill.

She opened her mouth and bit Feng Xiye's arm, and she didn't let go when she heard a low muffled snort.

In the end, I really felt that my mouth was sore, so I let go.

Even though it hurt, Feng Xiye didn't struggle at all, just reached out and landed on his head, and his chin rubbed lightly against her head.

"Jiu'er, shall we get married as soon as possible?"