Qianxun smiled bitterly. Although he felt that he could not trust Leng Fengling, how could a heart full of affection and love be controlled freely?
If this could be done, human beings would not have to suffer from love, and there would be no people who would die for love, or those who would love forever.
"Tsk tsk, do you want to believe that guy? He looks cold and arrogant, but he is actually very enthusiastic..." Qianxun's face turned red again, recalling the long and lingering kiss that Leng Fengling couldn't help but kiss.
And his eyes are so tender that one can't help but be intoxicated by them.
Having experienced love in his previous life, Qianxun has become much more cautious and does not give up his heart easily.
It is obvious that she is really attracted to Leng Fengling.[
Qianxun put the jade under the white jade pillow, feeling a little confused. No matter what, he still had to explore it some more.
I had just blown out the palace lanterns and was about to hide and sleep when I suddenly heard footsteps. Those footsteps, in such a calm palace, seemed to hit Qianxun's heart, so heavy and urgent.
Qianxun was startled, it was so late, who could it be?
The moonlight was like frost, covering the bedside.
Qianxun sat there, feeling strong uneasiness in his heart.
Thump thump thump…
The sound of footsteps came closer and closer, and she heard the door of the main hall being pushed open. Oh my god, how could she be so careless and forget to latch the door?
Soon, the bead curtain was opened, and a tall figure flashed in. The man was wearing a crescent-colored nightgown, with loose black hair, and his eyes were full of complex and painful expressions.
"Princess……"
With a soft call, Qianxun felt his scalp numb. Oh my god, this language contains so much pain and affection!
If it were said from the mouths of other male concubines, Qianxun would think it was normal.
But, that’s Chunying!
Qianxun's face was dark, and she was about to stand up and lecture her. Unexpectedly, Chunying's footsteps were like the wind, and she instantly flashed in front of her. She was so frightened that Qianxun's skin became numb even more. Chunying, could she...
"Princess, I am not Chunying, I am Fengchun...I am Fengchun! But am I a boy or a girl? Am I a boy or a girl?"
Fengchun's eyes were filled with confusion and eagerness. He threw Qianxun down on the bed with his hands like claws. With a wave of his hand, there was a popping sound. The brocade clothes were torn, and the sound was crisp and clear.