"So what? What do you want this king's sister to do? ”

Li Bai Yan's tone was inexplicably a little panicked, it seemed that Dongfang Yunlie was blatantly snatching the treasure from his hand, and he was not qualified to take it back.

Dongfang Yunlie was still smiling, with an irresistible domineering touch in his eyes, and replied, "I don't know why she is the prince's junior sister, but ...... He is my ninth son. ”

In the second half of the sentence, he said it very firmly, so firm that he couldn't allow anyone to refute or even question everything he said, and his words made Li Baiyan, who had always been calm and unfazed, suddenly stood up from his seat.

And the next second, he realized that his reaction was too intense, and sat down with some weakness.

Pretending to smile calmly, "Brother Dongfang misses Princess Fengyu so much that he mistakenly thinks of this king's junior sister as her." ”

Dongfang Yunlie knew that he was weak in heart, and since he believed that Ling'er was Jiu'er, there was naturally evidence of him.

He didn't bother to argue with Li Baiyan, his eyes were still so domineering that he couldn't be beaten, and said: "The sixth prince admits that Ling'er is Jiu'er, I don't mind, I only know that since I came here in person this time, I will definitely not go back empty-handed." ”

"Do you want to forcibly take Ling'er away from the king's barracks?"

Bai Yan's tone was a little colder, he didn't want to conflict with Dongfang Yunlie, but he couldn't help but make the atmosphere between the two sides a little unpleasant.

Maybe it's because of the confusion, so all the behaviors and behaviors will become not even like themselves.

"She is my ninth son, she should be by my side, so why force her?"

Dongfang Yunlie raised his eyebrows and asked, then got up and walked out, it seemed that no matter whether Li Baiyan would agree to his request, Feng Qinyu, he was going to decide.

"This king won't let you take Ling'er away."

Just before he walked out of the tent, Li Baiyan's voice sounded behind him, so firm that Dongfang Yunlie stopped.

Dongfang Yunlie didn't look back, but a confident and domineering smile appeared on the corner of his lips, turned his back to Li Baiyan, and said, "What I want to take away, it's not that you can stop it if you don't let it." ”

"Dongfang Yunlie!!"

The anger in Bai Yan's breath was a little thicker, and before Dongfang Yunlie left, he stopped him again, "Are you forcing this king to meet you in battle?" ”

Dongfang Yunlie laughed indifferently, "If you want, let's see you on the battlefield." ”

After speaking, he lifted the curtain and walked towards the camp where Feng Qinyu was without hesitation.

"You want me to go back to Beijing with you?"

Feng Qinyu, who heard the news for the first time, was shocked at the same time, but also felt ridiculous.

Squinted at Dongfang Yunlie from the corner of his eye, and said, "Don't you really treat me as your Xiao Yu and let me be your woman, right?" ”

She suddenly felt that Dongfang Yunlie, the emperor, was still quite funny, and he was so simple.

At the same time, she felt very depressed in her heart because Dongfang Yunlie regarded her as the "Xiao Yu" girl she had never met, but she didn't show it in front of Dongfang Yunlie.

What's more, maybe even she didn't realize it.

Dongfang Yunlie didn't get angry or mind at all about her "disrespectful" words, but walked to her and sat down with doting eyes, locked her dodging gaze, and said, "I didn't treat you as Xiao Yu, but ...... You were originally Xiao Yu. ”