Fengchun hurriedly held Qianxun's hand. Qianxun was shocked. Fengchun felt her reaction and quickly blushed and let her go.
"The princess... still can't let go... Was Fengchun used to be a daughter?"
Fengchun's eyes have a bitter smile, and it is a shame for him to turn a man into a daughter.
Qianxun smiled gently, "Where... You are just my friend anyway, right? So this..."
"Fengchun...Fengchun is not only willing to be a princess friend, but also...I want to..." Fengchun was anxious and stuttered, but couldn't say it.[
He not only wants to be her friend, but also his confidant and her beloved.
She will be with her for the rest of her life.
Qianxun's eyes flashed, as if nothing had happened, "Fengchun, I know what you think of me, but now is not the time to say such things. That woman and the seven male concubines are closely connected. Please check
Be careful when you are."
Fengchun was stunned, "Fengchun will be careful!"
"Specially... I need to check Feng Canglun, what does it have to do with those two women from Yun Kingdom?" Qianxun paused for a moment and finally said this sentence.
I didn't want to doubt Feng Canglun, but it was because he took himself out of the Rich Street that he suffered this kind of trauma.
If Feng Canglun really didn't know that woman, how could he follow her?
Fengchun nodded, and the ink pupils were filled with endless tenderness.
The pearl curtain was opened and Qiuye sent breakfast. It was made of tributes sent by Murong Chenzhe. It was fragrant and shocked Qianxun.
"I'll feed the princess, you go down."
Fengchun took it over, Qiuye's face froze, she glanced at Fengchun incredible, and retreated in confusion.
Qiuye couldn't figure out how suddenly Chunying turned from a woman to a man?
That night, he saw his body, did he realize that he was a man?
"No need, Fengchun, you go down and rest. Let Leng take care of the princess." A cold voice sounded outside the screen. Fengchun's face turned dark and he saw Leng Fengling strode in.
The cold wind blew the silver clothes and the cold pupils had a touch of tenderness like a light cloud.