The quiet night in the Baili Bamboo Forest makes people feel chilled. A man in white stopped deep in the bamboo forest, looking up at the few star lanterns rustling in the night sky. Behind him was an elegant bamboo building, with gusts of breeze passing by, dotting the elegant bamboo.
The fragrance of leaves spreads in this boundless jungle.
"You seem to have been to Prince Qi's Mansion a lot lately?" Just after the man in white landed, a woman followed him.
Without looking back, Mu Zhixuan put his hands behind his back, and his lonely figure made Leng Feiyan behind him slightly sour in his eyes.
"Are you following me?" Mu Zhixuan suddenly turned around, his originally soft eyes seemed to be stained with frost, and he looked directly at Leng Feiyan.
Leng Feiyan was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "Don't forget, it was you who asked me to protect her. Is she the one you are looking for?" Leng Feiyan looked at Mu Zhixuan intently.
"No." Mu Zhixuan flicked his sleeves and turned his back to Leng Feiyan.
"But why? You went back that night and fought with Feng Qi. You clearly knew your body..." Leng Feiyan stepped forward and said excitedly.
Mu Zhixuan lowered his voice and said indifferently: "Feiyan, it's not your turn to interfere with my affairs."
Listening to this tone, Leng Feiyan laughed dumbly, and her whole body seemed to be deflated all of a sudden, and she took two steps back. Yes, who did she think she was?
The cool night is silent and the moonlight is fading.
Early in the morning, Mo Yunling received a notice from the housekeeper. Entering the palace to say hello? She couldn't help but sneer and fled the Huayun Palace, but now she was trapped in the Cangyao Palace.
Dressed in a light purple dress, with hairpins all over her head, she stood at the gate of the palace, looking at the grand ceremony outside. It is said that this was awarded to her by the Queen Mother herself. Such an honor made others envious.
But she knew in her heart that excessive honor and favor would only bring disaster.
"What are you doing standing there?" came a condensed voice from behind, as indifferent as ever.
Mo Yunling chuckled, but it was easier for her to accept him like this. She moved lightly towards the sedan chair.
But when Feng Qi got on the sedan chair, she couldn't help but be surprised. Shouldn't he be riding a horse?
Feng Qi sat next to Mo Yunling, and the sedan chair also got up. He asked indifferently: "Don't you want me to sit next to you?"
"Your Majesty is joking, this sedan chair is not mine, you just want to sit down." Mo Yunling recovered her thoughts and said calmly.
"I never knew that Emperor Huayun had a daughter like you." Feng Qi turned his head and looked at Mo Yunling, with inquiry in his eyes. Perhaps from the first moment he saw her, the demeanor displayed by this woman was...
Different from others.
Mo Yunling smiled indifferently, not knowing that it was normal. She opened the curtain of the sedan chair and looked outside. The people of Moyang City were scattered on both sides of the road, pointing at the sedan chair.
Why is it so eye-catching? Mo Yunling couldn't help but sigh. When she was about to let go of the sedan curtain, her eyes suddenly touched her and her hands couldn't help but tremble.
Not far away, in an open space, a figure stood there, but it was just a profile. Mo Yunling was shocked, was it him? She lowered her eyes, but when she looked again, there was no one there.
Mo Yunling was confused in her heart, could she have seen it wrong? She lowered the curtain and felt the gaze of the person next to her. She couldn't help but turn her head, only to find that his dark eyes were full of danger. How could she have provoked this?
Him?
Feng Qi sneered from the side: "How dare you look at other men next to me?"
Looking at other men? The corners of Mo Yunling's mouth twitched. This man really knows how to find trouble.
"There are so many people on the street, why does the prince think that I am looking at men?" Mo Yunling's expression was full of disdain.
Feng Qi was stunned, snorted coldly, opened his arms, and hugged Mo Yunling directly into his arms. Mo Yunling struggled, but his arms were too strong. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Woman
It’s better to be docile.”
"Thank you for your advice, Your Majesty, but Mo Yunling is Mo Yunling, and he can't be as docile as Your Majesty wants." Then he raised his eyes and looked at Feng Qi, whose clear eyes were like a clear spring.
Feng Qi's heart tightened. If he saw this look too many times, he would gradually fall. He let go of Mo Yunling and looked ahead.
Mo Yunling stood up quickly and straightened her clothes. She looked sternly, no longer looking at Feng Qi, and gradually lowered her eyes to rest. While Feng Qi next to her was resting, her peripheral vision could not help but glance over her, but only for a moment.
