Ouyang Xi suddenly stretched out his finger and touched Ling Wu's lips: "Of course it's not just for this reason. I came here mainly to see my new concubine."
Lingwu let Ouyang Xi's fingers slide across her lips. When his fingers slid to her shoulders, a phoenix hairpin was waiting for him there. The exquisite and delicate carvings on it slightly hurt his fingers.
Ouyang Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, cast a playful glance at the phoenix hairpin that stung his fingers, leaned over and blew a breath into Ling Wu's ear, and said softly: "Do you like to sting others that much?"
Ling Wu took a step back, smiled and handed the phoenix hairpin in her hand to Ouyang Xi: "Ling Wu didn't know that His Highness the Crown Prince would come over, so she took off the phoenix hairpin herself."
After saying this, she paused and looked up at Ouyang Xi, who was a little surprised. Ling Wu smiled: "If His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't blame Ling Wu, how about helping Ling Wu put on her hairpin?"
The surprise in Ouyang Xi's eyes flashed, and he reached out to take the phoenix hairpin from Ling Wu's hand. After putting the hairpin on Ling Wu who turned his head slightly, he took two steps back and looked at it with satisfaction: "Not bad, this phoenix hairpin matches well."
You, this cold and charming person, are a perfect match.”
Ling Wu smiled noncommittally. She knew what Ouyang Xi meant. Feng You lived next to the royal family and the dragon clan, and she was originally a ruthless creature.
But Lingwu is definitely not a phoenix relying on the dragon. Even if she is a phoenix, she is still a phoenix dancing for nine days.
"Ling Wu is so tired that she doesn't think she has anything to do with Feng." Ling Wu walked to the dressing table and looked at herself with the Feng hairpin in the mirror from a distance: "Your Highness, don't forget the reason why you called Ling Wu in.
It’s not for Lingwu to be a phoenix.”
"You are right," Ouyang Xi walked up behind Ling Wu, leaned into Ling Wu's ear and chuckled: "But now I find that letting you be the concubine is actually better than letting you do nothing in the palace."
Lingwu stared at the mirror with an extra person, felt the breath in her ear, raised her arm suddenly, pulled out the hairpin, and put the sharp point against the artery of Ouyang Xi's neck with her back to Ouyang Xi.
Lingwu didn't even look back, and said calmly to Ouyang Xi in the mirror: "You'd better remember one thing in the future. I don't like others touching me, including you."