Mo Wufeng, who had been restless all night, had unconcealed worry on his stern face. He danced his long sword crazily in the yard, as if to vent his anger, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction that was slowly blocked in his heart.

The eyes are also drifting into the distance

I don’t know how Qingcheng is doing, how long she has been out, why I don’t see her coming back, maybe something happened, Mowu Feng thought about it and waved his sword even more crazily.

He quickly waved the long sword to vent his uneasiness, and his handsome face was stretched by this moonless night, and it was deep and terrifying.

Yue Cantong stood slowly on the spot, wearing red clothes that looked even more enchanting and red under the night. He slowly stared into the distance, watching the moon with only a trace of thin marks slowly falling into a trance, and the uneasiness in his heart disappeared.

Continuing to zoom in, he had a vague premonition of ominousness. He knew that something must have happened to Wu Qingcheng, but he did not dare to step out of the courtyard again. He was afraid that he would not be able to see her for the first time?

And that Bai Ziqian, Qingcheng's uncle who didn't know where he came from, didn't know when he went out. Maybe he followed Qingcheng to the palace! Although thinking so, Yue Cangtong was still uneasy, always feeling

There is a sense of mystery about that man, and that kind of aura, although it doesn't feel evil, is still very dangerous?

Coupled with the so-called red fruits he talked about during the day, Yue Cantong felt that there was something wrong even more. Originally, he planned to follow Wu Qingcheng to the palace, but - he thought that Wu Qingcheng was going there for Jun Jinyi.

If you try the risk, he will enjoy it very much.

There were too many men around her, and all of them were outstanding, outstanding, powerful, and powerful. This made him feel very insecure.

She even wonders, if she were lying on that bed, would she risk her life for him? She would like to see Bai Ziqian's figure leaping directly from the high wall into the yard from the corner of her eyes, holding the little boy in her arms.

The little Wu Qingcheng's eyes were full of warmth, and her gentle movements also made Yue Cantong's figure startled.

Mo Wufeng quickly stopped his movements and looked at Bai Ziqian, who was holding Qingcheng's body in the night and slowly standing there looking at Yue Cantong. His eyes narrowed slightly, and strong worry flashed through his heart.

As for Qingcheng's exposed arm, the frightening wound also woke Mo Wufeng up. Is she... injured? His heart sank suddenly, and he frowned in pain.

"Why is she injured?" Mo Wufeng completely lost his composure. The long sword in his hand stabbed Bai Ziqian directly, put it on his neck, and asked with a sinister face, as if Bai Ziqian just said a word to let him

If he was dissatisfied with his words, he would move his head away with a sword——

Bai Ziqian calmly glanced at Mo Wufeng, and when he saw his crazy look, he curled his lips and chuckled - his face was still full of smiles, without a trace of anger? His eyes continued to stare at the bloodthirsty Yue Cang Tong.

Ordinary eyes, looking at each other, without a hint of fear?

"She's fine. The wound will heal soon, but if you continue to block me, she may catch a real cold tomorrow." Bai Ziqian said, his tone was gentle, but enough to make people feel oppressed.

This sentence also made Mo Wufeng and Yue Cangtong, who were originally insistent, move their eyes to Wu Qingcheng, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and a touch of heartache flashed in their eyes.

Seeing Mo Wufeng and Yue Cangtong's faces instantly turn pale, Bai Ziqian chuckled slowly, with that warm smile still on his face, as if he could still smile even if the sky fell.

"I am her uncle, and I will not let anything happen to my little niece." Bai Ziqian said slowly, as if he was making a promise to them, and as if he was telling them that this woman was under his protection, which always made people feel uncomfortable.

Do you think there is something in the words and it feels very strange?

But Yue Cantong glanced at Wu Qingcheng, who was still sleeping, without saying anything. He walked to a stone table next to him, raised his hand to pick up a wine bottle on the table, and started to drink. His anger also

Need a way to vent?

Bai Ziqian glanced at Yue Cang Tong, but said nothing. His eyes met Mo Wu Feng's deep eyes, one cold, one hot, one handsome, one deep. The two contrasting people looked at each other,

No one admits defeat?

Wu Qingcheng lay slowly in Bai Ziqian's arms. The night wind brought a bit of coolness. Qingcheng shivered and subconsciously got into Bai Ziqian's arms. Her little face also unconsciously rubbed her chest?

Mo Wufeng's figure was startled, and he quickly moved his eyes away to look at Yue Cang Tong, his thin lips pressed tightly, unable to hide his displeasure——

Bai Ziqian still smiled lightly, glanced at Wu Qingcheng dotingly, looked at her cute appearance, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and walked towards Qingcheng's room?

This night seems not peaceful, but also terrifyingly quiet?

In fact, Qingcheng has gradually woken up, but she just doesn't know how to face their concern and their slightly hurt eyes. Moreover, what will she do if she is in Bai Ziqian's arms?
Chapter completed!