She was so unwilling. She had always been in love with Feng. For ten years, she had regarded him as God since she was a child.
She believes that he is her future husband.
Feng Qingran saw her look of despair, sighed, held her in his arms, and sent her back to Changyuan Hall.
Nan Fengying leaned on his chest and listened to his strong heartbeat, a hint of sweetness slipped through her heart.
As expected, it was really difficult to give up on him. She really hoped that this road would never end.
If he could get rid of the woman stationed in his heart, Feng would probably change his mind. Thinking of this,
There was a hint of viciousness in her bright eyes...
Nan Fengyan met the King of Ling late at night, and the King of Ling told him that there was this soul-destroying grass in Baiyun Mountain of Dongling.
He immediately led a team of people to rush there. After eight hours of searching like a carpet, Huang Tian paid off and finally found one plant.
The two of them didn't come to rest, so they hurried back in the dust. When they arrived at Changyuan Hall, it was already late at night.
Several palace maids waiting outside the door immediately knelt down and begged for mercy when they saw him:
"The king is told to spare his life, the king is told to spare his life."
Nan Fengyan thought something had happened to Feng, and was shocked. He rushed into the room and saw Feng Qingran's shadow on the soft couch.
Wang Mei also disappeared. When asked why, she became furious.
He rubbed his temples with a headache, he is such a royal sister...
When Yu Wenche heard the narrations of the palace maids, he was flustered. What he had been worried about finally became a reality.
There was a throbbing pain in my heart. I had known that Yinger would not miss such a good opportunity. Now Feng must marry her, but is Feng willing?
Regardless of whether he has a sweetheart or not, just because Feng has always regarded Ying'er as his sister, Feng will definitely experience some struggle.
The door was opened, Feng Qingran was sleeping with a cold expression on her face, and Nan Fengying walked in.
Nan Feng Yan was restless, and when he put Nan Feng Ying on the bed, he immediately shouted:
"Now that your poison has been cured, you will return to Nanzhao to marry Yinger today!"