Chapter 112: Night! Who is secretly coveting beauty? 4
I saw Ning Feiyang fighting with a masked man in the alley outside Prince Feng's Mansion.
The man seemed to be holding something in his hand, which seemed to be an oil-paper umbrella.
"Feiyang, what's wrong?"
When he went out, Ruyi hurriedly asked
"It's okay, I'll wait here. It seemed like it was going to rain, so I went back and got an umbrella. But with the umbrella in my arms, I fell asleep leaning against the wall at the door. Unexpectedly, this kid fell asleep.
You are so ignorant that you actually stole my umbrella from the young master. Isn't that reasonable? Is that umbrella generally usable? I prepared it for you. This bastard is really tired of living!"
Ning Feiyang was gesturing with that person while explaining.
"Forget it, it's just an umbrella. We don't want it anymore. Just let him go!"
I looked up at the night sky, and there wasn't even a trace of moonlight.
Not even a single star was visible, but the wind that blew in from the dark carried a faint dampness, as if it was really going to rain.
"You bastards, why don't you let Master Ning come into the house and wait?"
Leng Qingfeng immediately became angry and scolded his men who were guarding the door.
"In reply to the prince, it's not that I don't want Master Ning to come in, it's that Master Ning is determined not to come in..."
The faces of those subordinates turned pale with fright.
"My lord, don't blame them. I know Feiyang's temper. Others can't force him to do something he doesn't want to do!"
A simple word of wishful thinking
"Really? Do you know him that well?"
Leng Qingfeng made a low voice, seeming to be asking Ruyi, and also seemed to be asking herself
"what did you say?"
Ruyi didn't hear what he said clearly and asked subconsciously
But her entire attention was still on Ning Feiyang, who was fighting with the little thief in the alley.
She looked anxious, and a soft brocade handkerchief in her hand was also twisted together.
"Feiyang, forget it!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the little thief in the battle smiled triumphantly, speaking in a foreign voice, and said: "I didn't expect that the dignified young master of Prince Xiao's house would be so unbearable, and being worried about a woman, he is not a good man.