As smart as a prince, he returned to the palace early and was determined not to wade into this muddy water.
Feng Aotian also wisely left first, leaving only these fools who still wanted to see Feng Qingyang's joke.
As everyone knows, no one can get benefits from Feng Yichen, a selfless person.
The wind blew, whistling and fluttering the gorgeous clothes of all colors, and a dark light flashed through Feng Qingyang's phoenix eyes, too fast to catch.
Although Feng Yihan and others were unwilling to miss such a great opportunity to tease Feng Qingyang, but... looking at Feng Yichen's damn calf-protecting expression, everyone finally waved their sleeves angrily, humming.
He left twice.
Feng Yichen looked at those back figures with disdain, snorted coldly, turned his head, and his eyes became complicated and tangled when they fell on Feng Qingyang. He patted Feng Qingyang's shoulder sadly and said in a low voice: "Ten
Sixth Brother, it’s getting late, go back to your room and rest.”
After saying that, he shook his head regretfully and left with mixed feelings.
Feng Qingyang's eyes followed his slender and elegant back, and there was a thick layer of mist in the deep eyes. The mist was lingering, and there was a faint undercurrent of sparkling brilliance.
After a moment, he turned back and his eyes once again fell on the swaying candlelight of the new house in the distance. wisps of purple-red rays of light that were too pale to be detected by the naked eye faintly flowed out through the cracks in the door.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at the nine-turn psychic ring whose light was suppressed, and the red wedding robe was flying in the strong wind.
"Master!" Suddenly, a black shadow suddenly appeared beside him. Mu Li bowed his hands with a respectful expression.
"..." Feng Qingyang raised his head, with dark waves in his narrow phoenix eyes. His red lips pursed slightly, and he remained silent.
"Master, I have something to report. This Shang Kexi is indeed the eldest daughter of the Shang family and has not been transferred."
Feng Qingyang smiled naively, not sure if she heard what he said: "..."
Mu Li raised his eyes, secretly glanced at the master who smiled innocently, and continued in a low voice: "However, there is one thing that is very strange. The princess was forced to drink Huayinzu by her personal maid before she got married, so she should have been exposed in the sedan chair.
She was killed, but...as you can see, there was nothing wrong with her."
Feng Qingyang, who had been silent all this time, finally had a different color on his face.
He curved his lips and revealed a playful smile. Suddenly, he laughed heartily like a child.
Without even looking at Mu Li, he ran briskly towards his new house in the distance, shouting as he ran: "Xi'er, I'm here! Xi'er, I want to play with you more than catching chickens.
It’s a fun game! Are you ready?”
In the dark night, Xiang Ni, who was hiding behind the wall, frowned. Oh no, the secret guards around Prince Sixteen were really not vegetarians! They could even detect the "Huayin Zui" she forced Shang Kexi to drink.
Fortunately, that idiot prince didn't take his words seriously.
In this case, she doesn't need to take care of that big fool any time she does anything in the future!
She stepped back quietly, thinking that she was unaware of the ghost and didn't notice Mu Li's eyes looking over here with a hint of cat-and-mouse mockery.
…
The wedding room is decorated with candles and red light swaying.
The blurred purple-red halo contrasts with the bright red lotus tent, and the woman lying on the bed undressed is as beautiful as a dream.
Her beauty is not about the beauty of the country. Compared with Feng Qingyang's beauty, she is not as good as one-tenth. As smart as the prince, he returned to the palace early and was determined not to wade into this muddy water.
Feng Aotian also wisely left first, leaving only these fools who still wanted to see Feng Qingyang's joke.
As everyone knows, no one can get benefits from Feng Yichen, a selfless person.
The wind blew, whistling and fluttering the gorgeous clothes of all colors, and a dark light flashed through Feng Qingyang's phoenix eyes, too fast to catch.
Although Feng Yihan and others were unwilling to miss such a great opportunity to tease Feng Qingyang, but... looking at Feng Yichen's damn calf-protecting expression, everyone finally waved their sleeves angrily, humming.
He left twice.
Feng Yichen looked at those back figures with disdain, snorted coldly, turned his head, and his eyes became complicated and tangled when they fell on Feng Qingyang. He patted Feng Qingyang's shoulder sadly and said in a low voice: "Ten
Sixth Brother, it’s getting late, go back to your room and rest.”
After saying that, he shook his head regretfully and left with mixed feelings.
Feng Qingyang's eyes followed his slender and elegant back, and there was a thick layer of mist in the deep eyes. The mist was lingering, and there was a faint undercurrent of sparkling brilliance.
After a moment, he turned back and his eyes once again fell on the swaying candlelight of the new house in the distance. wisps of purple-red rays of light that were too pale to be detected by the naked eye faintly flowed out through the cracks in the door.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at the nine-turn psychic ring whose light was suppressed, and the red wedding robe was flying in the strong wind.
"Master!" Suddenly, a black shadow suddenly appeared beside him. Mu Li bowed his hands with a respectful expression.
"..." Feng Qingyang raised his head, with dark waves in his narrow phoenix eyes. His red lips pursed slightly, and he remained silent.
"Master, I have something to report. This Shang Kexi is indeed the eldest daughter of the Shang family and has not been transferred."
Feng Qingyang smiled naively, not sure if she heard what he said: "..."
Mu Li raised his eyes, secretly glanced at the master who smiled innocently, and continued in a low voice: "However, there is one thing that is very strange. The princess was forced to drink Huayinzu by her personal maid before she got married, so she should have been exposed in the sedan chair.
She was killed, but...as you can see, there was nothing wrong with her."
Feng Qingyang, who had been silent all this time, finally had a different color on his face.
He curved his lips and revealed a playful smile. Suddenly, he laughed heartily like a child.
Without even looking at Mu Li, he ran briskly towards his new house in the distance, shouting as he ran: "Xi'er, I'm here! Xi'er, I want to play with you more than catching chickens.
It’s a fun game! Are you ready?”
In the dark night, Xiang Ni, who was hiding behind the wall, frowned. Oh no, the secret guards around Prince Sixteen were really not vegetarians! They could even detect the "Huayin Zui" she forced Shang Kexi to drink.
Fortunately, that idiot prince didn't take his words seriously.
In this case, she doesn't need to take care of that big fool any time she does anything in the future!
She stepped back quietly, thinking that she was unaware of the ghost and didn't notice Mu Li's eyes looking over here with a hint of cat-and-mouse mockery.
…
The wedding room is decorated with candles and red light swaying.
The blurred purple-red halo contrasts with the bright red lotus tent, and the woman lying on the bed undressed is as beautiful as a dream.
Her beauty is not that she is stunning in appearance. Compared with Feng Qingyang's beauty, she is not as good as one-tenth.