It was like a bolt of lightning splitting in the dark clouds, making everyone's scalp numb with fear and their bodies stiffened into stone.
"In the middle of the night, there are so many men surrounding a woman...tsk, tsk, tsk, you made her cry?"
Feng Mulian was playing with a peony flower in her hand, and slowly walked into everyone's sight from the darkness.
A gust of wind blew by, and the robe was fluttering. The face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling made Zhu Xiangguo and other masters tremble with fear.
Zhu Xiangguo subconsciously touched the corners of his sore lips, but his bruised and swollen eyes did not dare to look directly at Feng Mulian.
Master Li frowned: "Fourteenth Prince, it's so late, why haven't you rested yet?"
"Master, haven't you rested yet?"
Feng Mulian curled her lips, her eyes with interest fell on a certain crouched back and paused for a moment. Then, she glanced at Master Li's embarrassed face and finally landed on the shirtless An Zhengli, staring in surprise.
Eyes widened: "Ah, isn't this Prince An? Prince An, under the light of the hall, why are you not wearing any clothes?"
Well, our Zunli Department is good at everything, but the conditions are a little worse. Old Master Zhu, look at it, Prince An has no clothes to wear, why don't you be so kind as to give him one?"
"..." Zhu Xiangguo choked.
It’s not like these fourteen princes don’t know that the Director of Zunli is in charge of food, food and housing, but he has never taken care of other people’s clothes!
He glanced at Feng Mulian secretly, coughed heavily and pretended to be serious, and shouted to a boy who hurried out: "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you go and get a set of clothes for Prince An?"
"Ah? Oh!"
The boy reacted, turned around quickly, and ran away.
Halfway through Chen Xi's sad scene, she suddenly heard Feng Mulian's voice and paused.
Some people don't understand what the sudden appearance of that guy means. Could it be... to settle the blame for being forced to take the blame this afternoon?
"Hey, isn't this the sixteenth princess?"
Feng Mulian seemed to have just realized that the crying woman was Chen Xi. He suddenly squatted in front of Chen Xi, as if he was looking at some strange creature, his eyes full of surprise: "Just now, I heard someone crying and saying that he was not allowed to do anything.
Chong, you were bullied! It turns out to be you, the sixteenth princess? Hahaha... This is really interesting!"
"..." Nimei's is interesting. If you don't mess around, will you die?
Chen Xi complained in his heart, slowly raised his head, looked pitifully into Shang Feng Mulian's eyes, and pretended not to recognize him: "You are the prince's brother, the legendary prince who knows right from wrong and is not afraid of power - the fourteenth prince?"
"A good prince? Haha, I don't dare to take the word "good prince" seriously, otherwise I'm afraid my master and the others will be internally injured if they hear it."
His thoughtful eyes glanced at Zhu Xiangguo's colorful face, and he curled his lips and smiled with interest: "Sixteenth Princess, I heard that my sixteenth brother loves you to the bottom of his heart, and is inseparable from you even on the battlefield.
Follow me, why didn't he come in with you when you entered the Zunli Division today?"
"..." Brat, are you implying to everyone that I am a heroine who has been on the battlefield, so there is no way I will be bullied, right?
Miss Xi'er finally understood that this brat deliberately came to undermine her!
Two crystal teardrops hanging on the long black eyelashes fell with a pitter-patter. Chen Xi responded with a choked sob: "Fourteenth Prince, flowers are not as red as a hundred days. If the prince doesn't come, maybe Xi'er won't be affected by it today."
I love you so much! Oh, come to think of it, if I had the prince protecting me, why would I need to suffer this humiliation today?"