11. The prince is more important

Seeing that Yeqing didn't react much to his crying, Feng Tong decided to increase the dose.

So, while crying, she lifted her trouser leg, revealing a small white jade-like calf, and then sat on the ground, and her leg rubbed against Yeqingjiu's side. "Look, my calves are swollen and you still don't believe me. ”

Sure enough, the man's gaze swept the audience as if he had brought a spark at this moment, and his lips, which had been silent for a long time, finally opened, "Go down." ”

What, that's all!

Say okay ****, say good lightning and thunder, no matter how bad it is, you have to shout two sentences to set the record straight! After a night of trouble, just because this woman is tired of running, His Royal Highness the dignified King Chen will not pursue it?

Ming Chen watched from the sidelines and complained in his heart.

Feng Xiaotong didn't expect that Yeqingjiu didn't serve her family.

Her idea was very simple, this demon was extremely possessive, and she deliberately rolled up her trouser legs, just to make his expression change slightly, so that she could prescribe the right medicine.

As everyone knows, this effect is very good, and let everyone go down directly, and don't care about it at all.

Feng Chuan was happy in his heart, and got up from the ground with a grunt.

At this moment, his eyes came into contact with Yeqingjiu's hand hanging by his side, and he was dripping with blood. At the sight of the shattered teacup on the side, she probably knew what was going on.

However, since they were all gone, she was not in the mood to stay.

As for his injury, naturally there are a group of henchmen who are worried about him, looking at Ming Chen's worried eyes, his concern is overflowing.

When the people heard Yeqingjiu's words, they were like an amnesty, and they had already retired without a trace.

Feng Tongtong also wanted to leave the scene quickly at this moment, and after thinking about it, Li Shu's matter has not been said yet!

But just as she was about to speak, the wind suddenly came out, blocking her way. "Woo, where did you go on the big night, the prince was worried all night. ”

"Where have I been, sister doesn't know?"

"What about Brother Yun?"

Feng Yuntong still looked scared, "My sister doesn't know, and I don't know." ”

"Aren't you worried about him?" asked Feng Xian carefully.

The wind is rippling in my heart with contempt.

It's good that you're fine, it's really a plan that can't be reborn.

Of course, she was worried about Yun Yin's death, and from the moment she saw the wind when she entered the door, she knew that Brother Yun must have been carefully calculated by the wind.

The clothes on the ground that belonged to Yun Yin are the best proof of this.

It turned out that the Hehuan San in her previous life was really a conspiracy of Feng Xian, at that time, she and Yun Yinyan had never thought about Feng Xian, but now it seems that she is really stupid.

Thankfully, they didn't find Yun Yin in the ruined temple, otherwise there should be another person here who has fallen into the Hehuan Scatter at this moment.

Eighty percent of it was Brother Yun who found out that something was wrong and hid first.

It's a lot easier to do that way.

The wind fluttered and retreated in the direction of Yeqingjiu, as if he had found a backer, and suddenly showed off his might, stared at the other party and said, "Why should I worry about him." In my heart, it is naturally the prince who is more important, right, the prince!"

Feng Tongtong didn't think that Yeqing would interact with her, the purpose of her saying this was just to brush up her favorability in front of Yeqingjiu, but when the man's deep voice was remembered in her ears, it also made her stunned.

"...... right"

Feng Xian's eyes widened in disbelief, this man still looked bloodthirsty, why was he so gentle when he turned to face the wind.

She still hasn't figured out why Feng Yuntong didn't appear in the ruined temple, could it be that she saw through her conspiracy?

Impossible, the wind is so stupid, how can it be known?

But what Feng Carefully didn't know was that Feng Shui at this moment was no longer the fool who believed whatever she said.

Feng Xian also knew that it seemed inappropriate to argue about this matter today, so she had to hurry up to find Yun Yin, so as not to arouse suspicion, and then there would be no such a useful tool that could be used to balance Feng Yan.

Feng smiled softly, advancing and retreating, "It seems that my sister has a deep relationship with the prince, so my sister is not worried." It's not too early, so I'll go home first and come to visit my sister another day. ”

Feng Yu naturally wished that this woman would stay away from her sight as soon as possible, so she didn't want to bother to entangle with her, but this woman was very difficult, and if she wanted to keep her away from her life, she was afraid that it would take a lot of effort.

The reason why she didn't expose Feng Xi's conspiracy was because this time was not enough to hit her in one blow, and if she exposed herself at this moment, it would be even more difficult for Feng Xiao to intensify in the future.

The wind is thin, you wait, and when I'm strong enough, see how you can make waves in front of me.

After Feng Xiao left, Feng Xiao's gaze accidentally turned to Yeqing Wine's blood-dripping hand.

That's it, I just used him to blow the woman who was fine with the wind, and it should be a reward for helping him clean his wounds.

So, I asked the only person left in the entire hall who could ask for it, tomorrow morning, to bring her water and ointment, and of course, the necessary tweezers.

This person didn't know how much effort he used, but a lot of the pieces of the teacup were embedded in the flesh.

Yeqing wine obediently cooperated with all the movements of the wind.

The wind was gently whirring as he used tweezers to pinch out small fragments.

Seeing this scene tomorrow morning, he had already retreated.

At this moment, only the two of them were left in the lobby.

In the Chenwang Mansion at night, the girl lowered her head and picked up the fragments of the man's palm intently, and the man lowered his head and looked gentle.

Such a two-person world seems to be incompatible with no one, and it is very harmonious.

When he bandaged Yeqing's wine, he was already sweating profusely.

On early autumn nights, the original coolness has long been replaced by such delicate work.

While thinking about not hurting this demon, she was thinking about how to get out later, and she was exhausted!

Yeqingjiu attached the hand that was not injured to the hand that was wrapped like a big dumpling, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

"You're going to see him today?"

Rumble......

Feng Yuntong thought that this matter was over, but he didn't know that this demon was still preparing to settle accounts after the autumn.

It's really in vain that she bandages his wounds.

The sweat on his head was densely permeating, except for the exhaustion just now, a touch of weakness came up again.

She didn't go to see Yun Yinyan, but the purpose of her going out was indeed to see him.

"To not speak is to acknowledge. The man was sitting precariously, his dark eyes as if they were immersed in the ice of ten thousand years, which was really unpredictable, and he only knew that it was very cold.

Feng Yunyu cautiously raised his head and looked at Yeqing's wine. Because of the silence just now, Ye Qingjiu's expression was even more terrifying at this moment, and the whole space felt frozen into an ice cave by his cold eyes, and a faint blue ghost fire burned around him.

At this moment, the heart is beating faster, the blood is flowing backwards, and the brain begins to lack oxygen, and it is blank.

This is out of instinctive fear of Yeqingjiu, and she has been trying to overcome it.

Taking another deep breath, the wind rushed up to meet the gaze of Yeqing's wine that could almost freeze her into ice.

The Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell.

Straightened Yeqingjiu's body, sat on his lap, hooked his neck, and sent his soft lips, his movements were done in one go, quite a kind of heroic and righteous spirit.