In the huge backyard of the Prince's Palace, under the bright starry sky, there was a large area of darkness, with thousands of eagles circling and roaring softly.
And in the center of the eagle whirlpool, there is an eagle king with wings more than two feet long, golden eyes like lightning, a sharp beak, and a tuft of golden hair on his forehead like a crown.
"Black Feather!" Ling Luo exclaimed.
Hearing Ling Luo calling his name, Hei Yu let out a light whistle of pleasure, then circled and swooped down from the sky.
"Luo'er!"
At the same time, a more anxious man's voice came from Black Feather's back.
That unique sound made Ling Luo's heart tremble. Finally, when Black Feather flew lower and lower, Ling Luo saw Xuanyuan Yu's figure.
"You...why are you here?" Ling Luo's eyes widened in surprise.
Is this man desperate for his life? Breaking into the palace late at night is a serious crime of beheading!
Black Feather fell to the ground, retracted its wings, gradually became smaller in size, gathered its anger, and landed on Xuanyuan Yu's shoulder.
The tall man, with an angry look on his face and a strong sense of oppression, suddenly squatted in front of Ling Luo, stretched out his arms, and hugged her tightly.
Ling Luo was shocked, her beautiful eyes widened. His chest was hard, with the cool night breeze, and the unique smell of a man filled her breath.
"Why did you come to the Crown Prince's palace without saying anything?" Xuanyuan Yu lowered his head, his eyes like a deep pool, like a beast king, flashing with a dangerous aura.
Ling Luo's thin lips moved slightly, and her voice became hoarse unconsciously: "I...I came to see His Highness for something urgent."
Xuanyuan Yu's brows gradually furrowed, and his usually smiling eyes and cunning tone were gone at this moment, and he said coldly: "Is there something that we can't talk about tomorrow? Why do we have to come here in the middle of the night?
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He looked very much like a jealous husband at this moment.
"In the middle of the night, a man and a woman are alone. How can you make me feel relieved?" At the end, Xuanyuan Yu almost suppressed his voice and roared out.
Ling Luo was stunned by his yelling and murmured: "I'm sorry..."
Damn it, why did she apologize?
But she seemed to be out of control, and the apology just came out of her mouth.
Listening to her soft words and looking at her blank face, Xuanyuan Yu's hair was instantly smoothed out.
He really...has nothing to do with her.
Three hours of anxious searching, three hours of angry suffering, all disappeared just because of her words and expressions.
Xuanyuan Yu looked at the girl in his arms with an extremely deep look, gritted his teeth and said, "Luo'er, sometimes, I really want to strangle you to death."
Ling Luo didn't get angry but smiled, her laughter as sweet as a silver bell, and said, "You don't know how."
She didn't know where she got this confidence, but she was so confident.
Xuanyuan Yu suddenly felt like he was being eaten to death. He suddenly felt that this elegant little face like a lotus was very disgusting. He couldn't help but stretched out a hand and pinched the soft and smooth face.
"Tell me, why did you go behind my back to find another man in the middle of the night?" The anger in his voice dissipated, but the sour taste still stuck with me.
Ling Luo rolled her eyes speechlessly, slapped his erratic hand away, and said, "Look at what you said, I just came to chat with Tiger and discuss with him whether I can lend him his skin."
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Xuanyuan Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "Do you know the price of seeking skin from a tiger?"