Sure enough, he wanted to use Fu Ning to threaten her!
However, the Dog Prince was still speaking calmly at this time, and he probably would not really attack Fu Ning.
The premise is that she must be "obedient" enough.
"I'm going to listen to what he has to say. Keep an eye on Fu Ning." She finished taking the needle and stood up.
Feng Jinrui almost wanted to remind him, "Be careful"!
But, that is the Fourth Emperor Brother, is there any danger?
No matter how angry the Fourth Emperor brother is, he can't really hurt Xiaoyao... But, is it really not possible to hurt him?
Feng Jinrui is so worried!
Xiaoyao followed Feng Yexuan out of Yujing Pavilion.
He walked towards Wuzhou Garden, but Xiaoyao hesitated a little and didn't want to go back to that place at all.
However, thinking about what Feng Jinrui said, if you don't offend him, nothing will happen.
Maybe, the dog man really has something to say.
As if fascinated, I followed him in.
But he still didn't say anything. After returning to Wuzhouyuan, he entered his bedroom.
The door was open, obviously waiting for the person behind him.
Xiaoyao was hesitant, should he go in?
"If you don't come in yet, do you want me to carry you in?"
Xiaoyao felt a little cold. After saying these words, not only did she not go in, she turned around and ran away.
The dog man's tone was cold, and he was obviously in a bad mood.
At this time, it’s better not to offend him as much as possible! If you don’t leave now, you won’t be able to leave later!
Feng Yexuan almost laughed in anger! Should he praise her for being so smart, or should he punish her for being disobedient?
"Have you forgotten that your current identity is still the king's personal maid?"
"I didn't promise...you!"
A gust of wind came.
Her short legs were completely inadequate compared to Feng Yexuan's long legs.
He tightened his collar and immediately lifted the person up.
By the time she came to her senses, her butt was already hurting and she hit the bed.
On the bed?
Xiaoyao's expression changed and she immediately got up.
Unexpectedly, the tall body suddenly approached, scaring her so much that she quickly retreated.
As soon as he hid behind him, there was another thud and he lay down directly on the bed.
"Your Majesty..."
"If you don't want anything to happen, just let me lie here and sleep!"
"you……"
"Don't talk!" Feng Yexuan dropped the cold threat, stood up straight, and raised his hand casually.
The palm power was sent out, the candle light was extinguished, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.
Xiaoyao felt a little uncomfortable and closed her eyes subconsciously.
After getting used to the darkness in the room, I looked up and could still vaguely see the figure sitting at the table.
He is drinking.
The smell of alcohol gradually became stronger in the room.
Xiaoyao remembers hearing someone say before that people who drink very hard may not get drunk, but the kind of people who drink alone and drink slowly. There is a high probability that he will be the one who gets drunk in the end.
Feng Yexuan didn't speak the whole time, he was really just drinking.
He drank slowly, not anxious at all, and his eyes didn't know where to look.
Under the faint moonlight, Xiao Yao saw his perfect profile with an indescribable cold aura.
There is also a kind of deathly coldness.
Not the least bit angry.
He is the high and mighty Prince Xuan. Why does he seem to be in pain and despair now?
Could it be that such people also have regrets, worries and even fear in their hearts?
What is he sad about?
Xiaoyao didn't know what was wrong with her, so she climbed out of bed and walked towards him.
