The nanmu coffin in the mourning hall of Prince Rui's Mansion made a frightening sound in the middle of the night.
Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
A strong wind blew by, and the white candles in front of the mourning hall were extinguished at the same time.
White sails were flying, and the dark tablet, in the cold white light, the sharp characters "Tomb of Wu Fengying" on the tablet flickered on and off.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the tablet was shattered into pieces by a bolt of white light.
The old slave guarding the funeral looked at the scene in front of him with a pale face and trembling legs. What made him even more frightened was that the coffin started to move, and it touched-
There was a loud noise, and the lid of the coffin was pushed open by a pair of long, white hands.
Slowly, those hands supported the edge of the coffin, and with a slight exertion, a full figure was revealed. The man was dressed in a crescent white robe, with silver cuffs, and wore pale white boots of the same color.
He wore a white jade and purple gold crown, and the round East China Sea night pearl was stretched out on his forehead. His soft green hair splashed with ink was neatly scattered behind his shoulders, and the tips of his hair were slightly floating in the wind.
Under the pale light, his eyebrows were like flying swords, and his eyes were like glass, with ice-purple light shining brightly.
Yes - yes - Prince Rui, Rui, Rui!
The legs of the old slave guarding the body were shaking constantly. His eyes were wide open, staring at the outstanding and elegant figure.
Suddenly, he screamed.
"Ah! The corpse has been faked! The corpse has been faked! The prince has faked the corpse!" The old slave guarding the body was so frightened that a stream of heat flowed down his lower body.
He rolled out of the mourning hall.
In the silent night, his shrill scream sounded particularly harsh and shocking.
Everyone was woken up.
In the Yuhe Pavilion, Yi Fangfei, who was dimly conscious, heard the shrill screams of the old slave at the wake. She suddenly turned over and sat up. She didn't even bother to put on her shoes. As if she was possessed, she lifted up her skirt.
Braving the heavy rain, I ran towards the mourning hall.
"Princess, please slow down, slow down, wait for Xiaolan, wait for Xiaolan." Xiaolan followed closely behind with an umbrella.
In front of the mourning hall, the lights are brightly lit at this moment.
When Yifangfei ran over, Long Si, Bai Yudie, Xiao Hong, the housekeeper, etc. were already waiting in the lobby. And that person was standing among them.
His white robes fluttered, and he looked like an immortal.
He looked at Yi Fangfei running barefoot with a blushing face, and a touch of imperceptible tenderness spread in his purple pupils.
He's back, really back!
Yi Fangfei shouted arrogantly in her heart. She held back the sore feeling in her nose. She breathed hard, her eyes filled with water, and she looked at him intently.
The corner of his mouth curled up, he smiled lightly, and walked slowly toward her, alone, with his clothes flying around.
She looked at the soft light in his eyes, and her gaze was tightly entangled with him, as if there were only two of them in this space. Her nose was red, and her eyes were red, but they were a little burning.
His eyebrows became softer, and he opened his arms gracefully, waiting for her to fill him.
She should have beaten him hard or lost her temper at him, but she didn't because she couldn't let it go, she really couldn't let it go.
She smiled sweetly, and the bright light flashed in her eyes, which shocked his soul. She hugged him unceremoniously, or rather, like an eagle attacking a chicken, she threw him directly to the ground, ruthlessly
She bit him hard on the lip.
Everyone else present blushed and quietly left.
Wu Fengying wiped the blood on her lips, and her beautiful sword eyebrows flashed. "Fei'er, you bite so hard." Although he complained in his tone, his eyes were soft and doting.
"You made me shed so many tears and made me sad for so long. If I bite you like this, it's still light." Yi Fangfei gritted her teeth and stared at Wu Fengying's snow-white neck, wishing she could bite you there.
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Wu Fengying held her hands tightly.
"How about letting Feier take a few more bites of the mist?"
"Not good." Yi Fangfei shook her head without even thinking about it. As soon as she bit him, she felt a little distressed when she saw the blood on his lips. She took a few more bites, fearing that he would be tortured.
She herself wouldn't do it.
"So what does Fei'er want Wu to do to calm down her anger?" Wu Fengying looked at Yifang Fei helplessly.
Yi Fangfei's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, and she smiled cunningly, as if she had an idea.
"Fei'er wants Wu to make peace with the Three Wise Kings, just like when she was little."
Wu Fengying was stunned. "Why?"
"Because Fei'er likes the Three Wise Kings, Fei'er hopes that the people she likes can be happy." Yi Fangfei said happily, but suddenly found that Wu Fengying's eyes had changed.
It becomes deep and sharp, cold and compelling.
"Fei'er likes third brother?" Inexplicably, Wu Fengxuan's words in front of the mourning hall passed through his mind, and his hands surrounding Yi Fangfei increased their strength.
What happened to him?
Yi Fangfei frowned. "Wu, for an outstanding figure like the Three Wise Kings, who is whiter than the snow, has a brilliant moonlight, is handsome and majestic, and has an extraordinary bearing, it seems that no one will be attracted to him and fall in love with him, right?"
There was a sudden pain on the back of my hand.
"Wu! Why did you bite me?" Yi Fangfei exclaimed and looked at Wu Fengying.
"Fei'er can't like Third Brother." Wu Fengying's intimidating momentum continued to spread.
Why couldn't she like Wu Fengxuan? Yi Fangfei stared at the gloom emanating from Wu Fengying's purple pupils, and the jumping fire was warm and flying.
For a moment, she seemed to understand.
Like a cunning little fox, she smiled secretly. It seemed that she had found the best way to punish him. So Yifangfei's eyes were bright, she hooked her arms around Wu Fengying's neck, and said with an innocent smile.
: "Wu, then please tell Fei'er, why can't Fei'er like third brother?"
Wu Fengying's face turned crimson. He looked at her with her mischievous eyes, turned away from her too bright smile and said, "Because, because, because Fei'er is Wu's Princess Rui." He finally found a reasonable excuse.
"Really? But Wu, don't forget, Fei'er is not Tang Wanrou, not your Princess Rui. When the time for our agreement comes, Fei'er will be a free man. Then, when the time comes, Fei'er will go
It's normal to fall in love with the Three Wise Kings." It depends on how strong you can be, Yi Fangfei secretly thought.
Wu Fengying's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Yifangfei deliberately and contemptuously.
"The king is not worried. Third brother is famous for his high vision. Even the perfect Princess Yunni, third brother only treats her as a younger sister. What's more, Fei'er has many shortcomings.
If you are like this, I am the only one who is willing to give in." He sounded as if he was doing something extraordinary, just like giving alms to a beggar.
Yi Fangfei was secretly annoyed. The corner of her mouth twitched and she rolled her eyes at him. Arrogant! She made a face at him and said: "Wu, don't you know, there is a saying that goes well, the eye of the beholder."
There are beautiful things, radish and green vegetables, everyone has their own preferences. Maybe Princess Yunni is not your third brother's pot of vegetables, and I am also Fangfei, and it just happened to suit his taste." She gave a cool sideways glance.
Wu Fengying, whose face became more and more ugly, continued to speak. "Let's hurry up tomorrow, or I will tell your third brother the truth of the matter and ask him if he dislikes me, a powerless little woman."
"You dare?" Wu Fengying glared at Yifangfei fiercely.
"What am I afraid of? As the saying goes, if you try, you will have a chance of success. If you don't try, there will be no chance of success. So, if you put down your pride for the person I like, that's also——
"It's worth it. These three words were still in Yi Fangfei's mouth, and her tone was swallowed up by Wu Fengying's lips.
Wuwuwu——
"Misty, stop doing this, I can't breathe anymore."
Yi Fangfei struggled, she avoided his kiss, she was about to suffocate.
However, Wu Fengying clasped the back of her head with one hand and kissed Yifangfei more deeply. He was more afraid than angry. He knew what the third brother was thinking.
If Fei'er really likes Third Brother, as soon as she opens her mouth, Third Brother will definitely agree.
He can't lose Mayfair, he can't.
Arrogant panic lingered in his heart, and he could only block her lips that kept spitting out hateful words. He didn't want to hear any words about her falling in love with Third Brother, nor did he want to see the glowing look in her eyes towards Third Brother.
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He just wanted that she only had him in her eyes, only him Wu Fengying.
Yi Fangfei felt that the air in her mouth was being sucked out by Wu Fengying. Her breathing became rapid, and her hands began to beat Wu Fengying's back.
Just when she thought she would suffocate to death from the kiss, Wu Fengying suddenly let go of her lips. He stared into her eyes tightly. "Fei'er, don't mention that you like Third Brother again in the future. Please
If you like me, you can only like me."
Yi Fangfei looked at him with a red face.
"Wu, how can you be so domineering? People like Third Brother just like they like Long Si, Yudie, Xiaolan." She pouted slightly at the corner of her mouth, complaining dissatisfiedly.
The hostility in Wu Fengying's body dissipated, and he suddenly smiled.
"So what about Mayfair's love for Wu?"
Yi Fangfei muttered dissatisfiedly, why was she the one who gave the answer in the end? She just didn't. Yi Fangfei made a careful look and said: "The way Wu likes Fei'er is the way Fei'er likes Wu."
Wu Fengying was stunned for a moment, then scratched her pretty nose lovingly. "Fei'er really doesn't want to suffer at all?"
"certainly."
Yi Fangfei smiled heartily, and Wu didn't deny it, which meant that Wu also liked her.
"Fei'er is so confident." Wu Fengying grinned, and his ice-purple eyes were filled with spring breeze-like tenderness.
"As Princess Rui, how can you not have confidence, Wu, are you right?" Yi Fangfei lay in his arms, looking up at him, her eyes sparkling.
"You, you, you are so weird, what should Wu do to you?" Wu Fengying looked at Yi Fangfei as if he was a little embarrassed, but why was there such a willing sinking in his eyes?
"What should I do? Just like Fei'er more and pamper Fei'er more. For the rest of my life!" Yi Fangfei emphasized.
Wu Fengying hugged her and looked at her, her eyebrows shining with happiness.
"good."
One word is better than more gorgeous and sweet words.
Yi Fangfei hugged him back and hid in his arms contentedly, as obediently as a cat.