The warm but not scorching autumn wind blew slowly, stirring the stunning black hair in my arms. This was the first time Meng Fei was so close to Bai Xiaowen. The white dragon horse jumped on the ruins, but the back was very stable.

Meng Fei hugged his fiancée Yingying's slim waist from behind, feeling the warm and eccentric touch that was transmitted to his fingers through the silky robe. A faint fragrance lingered in his breath. Meng Fei did not suppress his desire, but his heart was surprisingly calm, which was a very warm and peaceful feeling.

"Wen'er, you performed so well today. Even I almost cheated on me..." Meng Fei leaned into the girl's ear and said softly: "You bite your tongue, right?"

The girl was obviously a little uncomfortable with this intimate whisper. Meng Fei could feel her tender and jade-like body trembling gently, and a light pink color appeared in her fair face like a swan-like neck. The girl nodded gently.

"Does it still hurt?" Meng Fei finished speaking, it was hard to believe that such a pale dialogue without nutrition was actually from his mouth, who once praised himself as a half-step love saint.

But Bai Xiaowen obviously felt very helpful for her lover's considerate and caring, so she shook her head gently: "It won't hurt anymore. It would have been a long time since the magical purple potion you gave me..."

The wind in the mountains is so comfortable and relaxing. The beautiful girl has gradually adapted to this kind of contact with her ears and her delicate body lying comfortably in Meng Fei's arms and asked softly: "Your Highness, am I useless? I was caught by that sister today and almost destroyed your plan..."

"How could that be? Didn't you deceive that sexy woman today?"

"Puchi...what is a slutty woman? That sister is very young, beautiful, and holy!"

"Where is my Wen'er beautiful, and where is my Wen'er holy." Meng Fei felt that he gradually returned to his level of love saint in his previous life. Such a stingy word could be said without redness or beating.

"But I think I'm useless... How great would it be if I could help you like the sister who held the sword that appeared later!" A woman's sixth sense, sometimes, was so scary that she surpassed the most terrifying magical powers in the world.

Bai Xiaowen leaned quietly in Meng Fei's arms, closed her eyes, letting the mountain wind stir her black hair, and murmured: "Your Highness, do you know that sister, right? Can you tell me her story?"

Meng Fei found that sometimes he really couldn't underestimate a woman's thoughts.

"Her life experience is also very miserable. She carries a great mission. She is a strong and loyal friend of me..." Meng Fei did not try to hide anything. He began to tell Bai Xiaowen about the incarnation of Princess Tianlong and the story of Yuwen Qi. Of course, he changed the story of the great catastrophe of Tianlong:

"Her home was attacked by terrifying demons. In order to restore her home, she still has a very difficult road to go, which was a very dark journey..."

Most women are crystal clear creatures, especially girls like Bai Xiaowen who are not very experienced and pure like crystal dewdrops, which are prone to sympathy. At the end of hearing, Bai Xiaowen's eyes were already red: "Sister Yuwen Qi is so pitiful..."

Warm time always makes people miss it.

Under Meng Fei's quiet gesture, the White Dragon Horse did not rush to return to the palace, but wandered slowly among the mountains.

Although Xuanyuan Kingdom is located in the border of the Daxia Dynasty and a bitter and cold place, the autumn mountains have yellow leaves and fallen leaves like colorful butterflies flying and floating among the mountains. The mountains are majestic and steep, and the scenery is beautiful, vividly reflecting the words dangerous and beautiful mountains.

The white dragon horse can jump at will to some places that ordinary people cannot climb up. Bai Xiaowen quickly escaped from negative emotions and was completely intoxicated by the beautiful scenery in front of her.

If it weren't for the big light bulb of the White Dragon Horse, this was the first time Meng Fei had been alone with Bai Xiaowen for such a long time after coming to Xuanyuan Kingdom. This faint warm feeling made Meng Fei feel as if he had returned to the era of first love in his previous life.

Although the girl in her arms does not have Princess Zixi's wisdom and tricks, does not have the charm of Beigong Lanyan, does not have the incarnation of Princess Tianlong, Yuwen Qi's heroic and handsomeness, and does not have the beauty of Xue Miaoer.

But the kindness and gentleness of her body, which was as pure as the most crystal tears in the world, made Meng Fei find a harbor in this cold and unfamiliar world. Holding the girl as soft as jade in her arms, it seemed like she embraced the beauty of the whole world.

Meng Fei likes this feeling, he cherishes it very much...

After half a day of traveling, Meng Fei returned to the palace...

"Your Majesty, you are finally back." When you arrived at the palace gate, Orlando, who was patrolling people, hurriedly came up to meet him. Seeing this fat and anxious face, it was obvious that something was wrong, and he was already very anxious.

"Who is here to find me?" Meng Fei saw a delicate flying saucer parked outside the palace gate, revealing a faint silver light, and saw about sixty black cloak silver armored knights surrounded by strong and sharp black cloaks and solemn expressions around him.

Looking at Yinhui on the white short robe on the outside of the knight's light armor, he felt even more and more strange and asked, "He turned out to be the second prince of the Great Xia Dynasty? I heard that this second prince is a weak person and does not pursue fame and fortune. He is a person with idle clouds and wild cranes. How could he come to visit me?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, the reputation of the second prince is not inferior to the crown prince of the Daxia dynasty, and he is also a great figure in the Daxia dynasty. In addition to the second prince Ye Yinchan, even his emperor, Bei Mingyin, has come."

Orlando was obviously in awe of the people of the Great Xia Dynasty, afraid that the distinguished guests from the Great Xia Dynasty were anxious. Seeing His Majesty the King came back, he was overjoyed and hurried over and whispered in Meng Fei's ear.

It turned out that shortly after the prince of the Great Xia Dynasty and Princess Zixi left Xuanyuan Kingdom, the second prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, Ye Yinchan and his emperor, Bei Mingyin, accompanied by a group of knights, came to the Xuanyuan King City and called him to visit King Xuanyuan.

However, because Meng Fei was away, the group had been waiting for nearly two hours in the temporary tent.

Meng Fei nodded without making any sound, which made Orlando inform him in front, but there were layers of ripples in his heart.

Ye Yinchan, the second prince of the Daxia Dynasty, was interested in himself for some reason. If ordinary people were treated so politely by the second prince of the Daxia Dynasty, they would probably have gone to meet him long ago.

But Meng Fei vaguely felt that this matter seemed not that simple.

Under the unfriendly and slightly sarcastic and hostile eyes of more than dozens of dynasty knights, Meng Fei walked towards the tent of the guests in the distance.

Perhaps in the eyes of these second prince’s guard knights, the little famous little king in front of him dared to let the extremely noble second prince wait for him like a little king here, which is really a very evil guy?

"Hahaha, Your Majesty Xuanyuan, it's not easy. We finally meet." Meng Fei just stepped into the hospitality tent, and the emperor rang in his ears, and Bei Mingyin laughed in a very angry way.

Meng Fei looked up and saw an old man with silver hair standing up from his seat, standing up with a cheerful smile on his face, and greeting him.

This old man, who is still burly, is still wearing a dense white robe covered with strange patterns. In his bright eyes, there is a sense of wisdom of vicissitudes of time, but there is a slight arrogance.

This kind of arrogance is very cleverly hidden, which is difficult for ordinary people to discover.

The emperor, Bei Mingyin, is an unfathomable master like Elder Hai.

They are also teachers of the dynasty with extremely high status. They are mentors of the Daxia Dynasty, also known as the Emperor. Every princess of the Daxia Dynasty or prince will be followed by an emperor.

Such people will be the focus of everyone's attention when they appear anywhere in the Daxia Dynasty.

But Meng Fei's eyes were instantly attracted to the person who was standing up with a smile on Bei Mingyin's first seat.

This is a young man who is about twenty years old. He has blue hair, smooth and elegant face, and his face contour meets all the descriptions of the handsome man. In his eyes as bright as stars, sincere and clear eyes flash, which makes people feel good at first sight.

He is slender but not thin. His broad chest and strong arms meet the strictest golden ratio. He is wearing a black and white robe, which is flawless and does not cause any dust, and looks extremely simple.

At the edge of the sleeves and collars of the robe, the golden thread added a bit of nobility to him.

There is no need for others to introduce. Just from this kind of demeanor, Meng Fei can know that this person must be Ye Yinchan, the second prince who traveled most of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Seeing Ye Yinchan so heroic and extraordinary, he did not attract dust, he felt a little jealous of his love Meng Fei at this moment.
Chapter completed!