Chapter 546 This son's concentration is not as good as you imagined
It's not possible to get out.
Not to mention the tens of thousands of palace guards, even Nanyang and the hidden Han Shang Palace are still enough to trouble them.
Feng Liye had fought against Nanyang before. At that time, he was still seriously injured and was no match for Nanyang.
Although his internal injuries are slightly better now, he has not fully recovered.
At this time, he himself didn't have much confidence in fighting Nanyang.
But Chu Qingge knew this guy's temper, and if he really wanted to lead her out, he would definitely risk his life.
Sometimes, he is just a lunatic.
Therefore, I would rather be locked up for two hours.
"Han Shang Palace, please prepare dozens of the thinnest and lightest brocade cloths for me, as well as a very bright luminous pearl."
Before being taken away, Chu Qingge requested this.
Han Shanggong nodded and said: "Okay."
These things can be found everywhere in the palace, so it is not difficult to prepare them.
So, Qingge and Feng Liye were locked up together.
"What did you just say to Feng Si?" Qingge was a little curious.
Before coming in with her, he communicated with Feng Si through his eyes.
Feng Si obviously understood and immediately retreated.
The master and the servant have been through life and death for so many years. This is the so-called tacit understanding.
In fact, Qingge is still a little envious.
People like Feng Zao and Feng Si will never change their minds about the Crown Prince until death.
"Whatever you ask Lan Yu to do, I'll ask him to do the same." Feng Liye stared at her.
The prison was very dark, with only weak light coming from the candlelight on the wall outside.
Faintly, you can still see the figure of the other party, but his facial features are very blurry.
However, in Feng Liye's eyes, the dead woman's little face was always very clear.
At this moment, she lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.
Feng Liye just stared at her without saying a word.
The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.
Didn't they just quarrel not long ago? They even got into a fight and even hurt him.
Now, he actually protected her and followed her to the prison.
Chu Qingge's mood was indescribably complicated.
I don't know how long it took, but she suddenly raised her head and looked at him: "The dungeon is damp and easy to breed bacteria. Your wounds need to be treated."
"How to deal with it?" She only had a needle bag with her, and it was impossible to carry a medicine box with her.
Her silver needle could stop the bleeding, but his wound had already stopped bleeding, so there was no need for it.
"At least, clean the wound." Otherwise, it is easy to get infected with bacteria and cause inflammation.
Feng Liye said nothing, still just staring at her.
There is not even clean water here, how to treat the wound?
Chu Qingge seemed to hesitate for a long time before moving to him and reaching out to untie his clothes.
His wrist was grabbed by him.
"Don't try to seduce me, this is not a good place." He said hoarsely.
Qingge's forehead was suddenly covered with black lines.
Can this person think more seriously?
Feng Liye finally let go of her wrist, knowing that she really didn't mean it.
However, as a man and a woman alone in the middle of the night, actually from the moment the two people were imprisoned, their thoughts started to surge.
I can't forget that day when I forcefully pushed her down and felt the ecstasy of bone-crushing ecstasy.
I can't forget the charming moment when she couldn't help but moan softly even though she was resisting to death.
Knowing that impulse is the devil!
But the beast’s blood is boiling!
Now, she sat down next to her and unbuttoned his clothes.
The slight breath fell on his neck, like poison, eroding him in an instant.
With its overwhelming attitude, it erodes every nerve in him!
The silent temptation and the serious attitude kept him distracted all the time. This situation was even more unbearable!
Also, she suddenly lowered her head and came closer, her thin lips close to the wound on his shoulder. What was she trying to do?
Feng Liye's voice was extremely hoarse for a moment: "My prince's concentration is not as good as you think! Enough is enough!"
