Jiang Wanqing decided to add a fire.

"Didn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince notice?"

"What?"

With Jiang Wanqing's soft and cold voice, Feng Chen's gaze followed her gaze and was slightly confused, and suddenly she saw a slender figure dressed in dusty inner door clothes not far away under the glow of the bright starlight and the bright moonlight.

Begonia flowers fall half of spring, like a dreamlike style.

That's the heroine.

Even Jiang Wanqing has to admit the heroine's peerless demeanor, not to mention the infatuated affectionate male partner next to her.

A sarcastic smile tugged at her lips, and Jiang Wanqing immediately turned around and left, leaving Feng Chen, who was still in place with an unknown expression.

"Miss Qing, do you know her?"

Faintly retracting his fleeting cold gaze, Feng Chen hesitated for a moment but chased after him.

Although he admits that the woman who is the focus of the major sect at first glance has an outstanding temperament and a beautiful face, it has nothing to do with him Feng Chen.

So what does Jiang Wanqing mean?

As if he suddenly thought of something, Feng Chen's face unconsciously darkened again.

"Her name is Jiang Wanying, and she is not only a genius of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Wind and Fire Twin Spirit Roots." Jiang Wanqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and her shallow and faint words made it impossible to hear her true emotions.

At this moment, the cold moon in the sky was gradually buried by dark clouds, and the cold wind gently lifted her light cyan skirt, and her petite figure against the light stood against the wind, faintly through a trace of unspeakable sadness.

"Not long ago, she defeated an opponent who was a fourth-order strength higher than herself."

"So what do you want to say? Are you here to give Prince Ben the old age of the month? ”

From beginning to end, Feng Chen only glanced at Jiang Wanying, or because of Jiang Wanqing's meaning, he was not such a casual person as the prince of a country.

As everyone knows, everything in the original plot is just the opposite.

"No, Mu Qing thinks His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knows her."

Mu Qing is a pseudonym that she came up with later, in fact, she didn't need a pseudonym much at first, and her identity also made Duanmu Xin and them secret.

It's just that I met Feng Chen.

Jiang Wanqing was slightly surprised and at the same time, a smile that seemed to be light bloomed on her little face, although the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes, but at least she didn't hate Feng Chen so much at this moment.

"Prince Ben doesn't think so."

Feng Chen hesitated for a moment but still stretched out his hand to grab her, but the next moment Jiang Wanqing broke free without hesitation.

Jiang Wanqing looked back and pretended to bow respectfully, not caring about the face of the person in front of her who was darkened again, staring at the cold moon that was first revealed in the sky with a light smile.

"Now that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's crisis has been resolved, it's time to let Mu Qing go."

At the same time, Jiang Wanying was still hesitating in place, and the man with a noble temperament she had just recognized as the prince of the Phoenix Kingdom, one of the four great powers.

She actually had the intention of coming forward to contact her just now, but Feng Chen's indifferent gaze suddenly swept over, and there was still a hidden loose cultivator woman beside him, which faintly revealed a hint of persuasion.

If she rushes forward, she will only be bored with herself, and Feng Chen may not be able to deal with her.

Jiang Wanying stared at Jiang Wanqing's departing gaze with a hint of coldness, and she had no choice but to give up in the end.

"If Miss Qing is fine, can you go to the East Palace with the prince?"

At a certain moment, Feng Chen seemed to regain his self-confidence, and selectively forgot all kinds of behaviors that he had touched along the way.

The man under the moonlight has a unique demeanor, standing in the forest, whether it is temperament, appearance or even self-confidence, it is not comparable to ordinary people.

Even the strength of the ninth order of the foundation building period also belongs to the ranks of the pride of the sky with his bone age, and if it were an ordinary woman, she might have already been overwhelmed by his elegance.

Jiang Wanqing just raised her eyes lightly, staring at the awe-inspiring face that was extremely confident but pretended to be noble and arrogant, and there was a hint of domineering in it.

As Jiang Wanqing gently pulled out an innocent smile, and her next words, Feng Chen's face completely darkened.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, the folk girl is very busy, take her leave."

At this moment, they had already left the Luoxia Mountain Range, and many sharp-eyed women who seemed to have stopped for a long time immediately surrounded Feng Chen when they found him.

Feng Chen, who was inexplicably surrounded for a while and couldn't break free, saw that Jiang Wanqing was about to sit on the Wind Wolf King and leave, but a second before his face darkened, the girl in his sight looked back and smiled shallowly, like a scarlet flower blooming clearly.

"If there is a chance in the future, Mu Qing will go to His Highness's East Palace as a guest."

Until the girl's light and gentle voice completely blended with the boundless night, Feng Chen still watched the direction of her departure.

Inadvertently, Feng Chen's heart passed a throbbing that had never gone before, and even he didn't notice it and didn't want to admit it.

Immediately, she remembered that there was something to give her, but it was too late, and only the faint fragrance was left in the place where she had just stopped at night.

At this moment, all the women beside Feng Chen were separated by his cold and arrogant momentum, and there was only envy and hostility in their eyes when they raised their eyes to look at the direction of Jiang Wanqing's departure.

Jiang Wanqing, who had returned to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, hesitated for a moment, and when she returned to the dormitory, she happened to bump into Qiu Zhi, who was cleaning up the relics of Qiu Qi.

The white knuckles gradually clenched, and Jiang Wanqing chose to turn a blind eye.

It's just that Qiu Zhi's words when she left made her almost unsuppressed demonic anger in the depths of the sea.

"Her Royal Highness the princess has basically determined that the person who assassinated Qiu Yan is your sister Jiang Wanying."