After the banquet, Jiang Tingting, who was full of food and drink, walked slowly to the side hall where he was resting with the support of Ruomian.

It's not that she said, this body is really weak, and she can't stand it at all.

Cough after walking a few steps...... I don't know if it's because I just ate too much greasy meat, and now my stomach is very uncomfortable, and there is some fishy sweetness in my throat.

Wipe!

Sooner or later, she will take revenge on this grievance.

The cubs in Beili Kingdom, when she got the opportunity, she definitely served them in one pot.

"Princess, the slave maid said that you should eat less, why don't you listen, eating too much greasy things is not good for your health, the doctor said that the princess has a light diet, and she must take care of her body......" Ruomian has been listening to Jiang Ting's ears like chanting, and the worried and distressed look is really embarrassing.

Jiang Ting coughed while holding the handkerchief, the delicate little face was a little sickly white, and the lotus pink handkerchief was bright red......

Coughing up blood...?!

QAQ

Woooooo Why treat a carnivorous little fox so cruelly! Can she still eat chicken thighs!

Seeing the blood stained on the handkerchief, Ruomian panicked even more.

"Princess ......"

Jiang listened and immediately appeased.

"I'm fine, it's all bruising!"

If Mianmian believes her words, there is a ghost, the little girl frowned, the corners of her mouth skimmed downward, and her worries and worries could not be hidden.

"From today onwards, the princess must control her appetite......"

Ruomian was only halfway through her words when she heard a magnetic voice coming from behind her.

"Tsk, what a sick seedling."

It was the wind that left the desert, and his tone was a little teasing and a little disgusting.

Although Ruomian is dissatisfied with the little prince of this grassland, after all, she is a prince, what can she do as a slave, her identity is there, and she can't make trouble for the princess, so she can only endure it and bow her head and make a courtesy.

Jiang Ting raised his eyebrows slightly, his pupils moved slightly, he glanced back and then withdrew his gaze, and then looked sincere with doubt.

"There's no one behind you, Ruomian, who are you saluting to?"

“？？？”

"Still blind?" Feng Limo took a step forward and stepped forward, his eyes as sharp as an eagle staring straight at Jiang Ting, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Tingting seemed to have just reacted, he bent his eyes and looked at Feng Limo with an innocent expression.

"It turned out to be the little prince, it was so dark that I almost didn't see you."

“……”

Feng Limo never hid his emotions, and his face sank suddenly.

"The princess is talking about this king black? Is it left in the night and gone? ”

"Don't dare, but the little prince's merits are quite outstanding."

Hearing this, Feng Limo's expression was a little better, and turned into curiosity, he looked at the delicate beauty in front of him against his chin,

"Oh? Is it? Then what are the advantages of Prince Ben that are so prominent? ”

Jiang listened to the cough twice with the handkerchief, and after relieving his breath, he bent his eyes and smiled.

"Self-aware."

“……”

"You-" Feng Limo really choked, he really didn't expect this sick beauty to be a thorn.

There is no one in the steppe who can stop him, and few people can make him deflated.

Whoever upsets him speaks directly with his fists, but the sick beauty in front of him, if he punches down, he is afraid that he will go directly to the west.

"The princess is really sharp and sharp!" Feng Limo gritted his teeth and squeezed out this sentence.

Jiang Tingting looked frightened and pitiful, holding the handkerchief weakly.

"How can the little prince say that, I'm praising you."