"Little wildcat, if a woman is too stubborn and strong, she will be very tired."
The man was heartbroken. He bent down, took the little girl into his arms, and walked down the mountain.
That person is none other than Duanmu Jifeng
He didn't really leave. How could he let go of Shui Jingxue so easily to this day?
If I could let go, I would have taken possession of her long ago and then abandoned her. This is the most normal thing for the cruel and bloodthirsty reputation of the Southern King.
At the bottom of the mountain, Yu and the guards were about to go up the mountain to look for Duanmu Jifeng, but they saw Duanmu Jifeng coming down with Shui Jingxue, whose robe was slightly messy. When he saw those ambiguous kiss marks, Yu twitched the corner of his mouth
When everyone saw Duanmu Jifeng holding Shui Jingxue and falling down, they all lowered their heads.
Don’t look at Nanwang’s women too freely
"Your Majesty, the carriage is here," Yu Ye lowered his head and said softly.
Duanmu Jifeng nodded gently, carried the sleeping Shui Jingxue to the carriage, suddenly looked back and smiled at Yu, "Yu, you are really good at predicting things."
Yu's face turned red.
Although he is an innocent man, looking at the looks of Duanmu Jifeng and Shui Jingxue, he naturally knows what happened.
But the carriage, actually he thought that Duanmu Jifeng or Shui Jingxue would be injured, but he didn't expect that it would be this kind of injury...
"Your Majesty, this is a great reward."
"Go back, Duanmu Mingyu's people haven't come yet?"
"My lord, I'm here, but I've been beaten to a pulp, but I believe Duanmu Mingyu will continue to attack soon."
Yu replied softly, Duanmu Jifeng nodded, his face was slightly pale after a few days of hard work.
"Okay, let's go back to Nanshan!"
Duanmu Jifeng lowered the door curtain and prepared water and food on the carriage. Duanmu Jifeng washed his face and ate while staring at the sleeping Shui Jingxue.
This little wild cat sleeps so soundly
If he doesn't look back, if Yue Zhaojun suddenly returns, wouldn't she fall into the clutches of the devil?
Duanmu Jifeng felt dissatisfied, but he also knew that women would naturally be very tired after what happened... Thinking of this, Duanmu Jifeng's face turned slightly red again.
Last night was so crazy
After all, Shui Jingxue was made like that by strong medicine.
The carriage sped away, raising dust and heading toward Nanshan like lightning.