Chapter 17: Going Out to See the Yellow Calendar in the Future (3)
What the hell is the Immortal going on?
"Miss Xuan seems to be very afraid of this king, could it be that when did this king do something and offended you?"
"It's not fear, it's awe!"
"Yes, but this king doesn't like to say awe. If Miss Xuan doesn't dislike it, she doesn't need to call me His Royal Highness, I am a person with a name. ”
Xuan Lishuang blinked in surprise.
In addition to the emperor, even the queen may only occasionally call out for intimacy, and I am afraid that few people in the Manchu Dynasty really dare to call him by his name.
"Don't dare?"
There was a slight temptation in Feng Beilie's tone, and Xuan Lishuang's eyes suddenly sank.
She is already like this, what else is she afraid of, no matter how powerful and vicious Feng Beilie is, at most she will take her life. With such a small space in the carriage, if she really moved, she would not let Feng Beilie retreat if she died.
Xuan Lishuang said: "Then I might as well be respectful, Feng Beilie, what is the reason why you treat me so 'well'?" ”
"This ......," he smiled, "you'll find out later." ”
I laughed again!
Xuan Lishuang was shocked, and hurriedly turned his head to look out the window to avoid Feng Beilie, his smile was too lethal. Before she figured out his intentions, Xuan Lishuang didn't want to see such a charming smile.
"Here we are."
Feng Beilie's tone suddenly changed, and there were still people's feelings in it a moment ago, and he had no feelings at all in the next second, and he got out of the carriage as cold as iron.
She followed closely behind, and by this time it was already three poles old, and there was still some cool air at noon in early spring. She looked up and saw the vermilion gate, the signboard read "Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion" four big characters, but the four big golden characters were a little disgusting in her heart.
Should she go back, or should she explain her doubts to Feng Beilie before leaving?
Xuan Lishuang was thinking about this matter in her heart, and suddenly the sound of footsteps came from all directions, and the hairs on Xuan Lishuang's whole body exploded, tense her nerves, and looked at the surrounding situation.
Feng Beilie observed silently on the side, Xuan Lishuang judging from the way she made her moves this morning and her habit of guarding, were all the qualities of a soldier. How can the eldest lady raised in the boudoir have the habit of being a soldier.
Feng Beilie's eyes sank suddenly, a little interesting.
"Rebel! Today, I must dismantle you to eight pieces to eliminate my hatred! Xuan Batian rushed out with a long sword in his hand and a group of married girls in a rage.
His cheeks were purple with anger, and a pair of eyes stared at Xuan Lishuang, as if he wanted to dig a bloody hole in her face.
Xuan Lishuang calmly looked at the house slaves around him, the swords and feather arrows in their hands refracted a faint blue light in the sunlight, and these weapons were all smeared with poison.
What a Xuan Batian, it's just a matter of dealing with his own daughter on the ice blade, and he even has to apply poison on it, this father is really good to her.
Xuan Lishuang laughed, leaned slightly closer to Feng Beilie, and said softly: "What is Dad doing, even if your daughter does something wrong and you want to use family law, you shouldn't do it in front of outsiders." Besides, why don't I remember that the family law of my prime minister's mansion is like this? ”
Xuan Lishuang's sharp eyes passed by Feng Beilie's side, and as soon as Xuan Batian heard that Xuan Lishuang had entered the door, he immediately raised his sword and went over. I didn't even see anyone standing next to me.
At this time, he looked intently, and his feet were swishing and trembling in fright.