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Fu Ling crossed her arms, tilted her head to one side, and snorted: "Since everything is fine, let's go."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked in front. After taking two steps, he realized that the people behind him had not followed.

"What? Do you want to stay here and be hacked to death by those refugees?" Fuling turned around and looked at Feng Qiming, frowning, and when she accidentally drifted to those red colors, her breathing became faster.

Feng Qiming shook his head. Although his face looked a little pale, it was a bit better than before: "Of course it's not that I don't want to leave with the girl, but if I just leave in this situation."

Fu Ling was anxious to leave. She took a look at the prince, and she had only dealt with eunuchs, not real men.

She felt very uncomfortable when talking and doing things, and was a bit stiff. In addition, this person's temperament was truly unlike anything she had ever seen before.

In this way, whether he cares about the world or is indecisive, in short, he can easily arouse the anger of others.

"Your Highness, you know clearly that this is a conspiracy against you, so why don't you just save your life and go investigate.

What's going on now? Do you want to influence those refugees? If they knew you were the prince, they would have already lost their minds and would definitely rush up and beat you to death with sticks."

The gentle and quiet girl had been assimilated to Feng Wu for too long and had already been assimilated to her. She didn't even notice when she spoke normally, but once she was ignited, her mouth was very poisonous.

"May I ask who the girl is? How do you know my identity?" Feng Qiming looked at Fuling. The pink gauze skirt was made into a unique style, with a foot-wide belt tied around the waist, and the wide sleeves were

The cuffs were changed to smaller ones, which makes them look a little more sassy.

Poria's expression changed when she heard the noise coming from not far away. It seemed that the group of refugees had already rushed over.

Without any time to think about it, he stepped forward and grabbed Feng Qiming's hand, and ran to another alley: "Luo Su."

Through this time, she really had a new feeling for this prince, his mother-in-law and mother-in-law, and his overflowing kindness. Others would kill him with a knife, but he was still thinking about others.

Feng Qiming's eyes flashed, and he smelled the fragrance of flowers that was carried by the wind. He knew that it was on this girl. For a moment, his body became a little stiff, and he let Poria pull him away.

Fu Ling had already familiarized herself with the terrain here, and directly pulled him into the spot she had stepped on before. This courtyard was conveniently close to the water and the mountains. It was also convenient for him to escape even if he was discovered.

It wasn't until he entered the yard that he breathed a sigh of relief: "Sure enough, Sui He is right, dealing with such people is tiring."

She didn't take it seriously before, but now she realized that this prince was really too benevolent. If an emperor were like him, he would have finished his game long ago.

"Girl." Fu Ling was lost in her own thoughts. Suddenly she heard someone calling her. She looked over and her face instantly turned red, as if there were some terrible bugs on her body. She shook her hand away.

He looked a little uncomfortable and took two steps back, farther away from the man.

It was also the first time for Feng Qiming to be held by a girl like this, and his whole face turned red.

Although he is regarded as a prince, he has been focusing on that for all these years and has no time to care about the personal affairs of his children. He has not even had a palace maid.

"It's not you. You are hesitant. What are you doing? Pity the person who killed you. It's strange that you can become the emperor." Fu Ling immediately became angry and scolded him when she caught him. She said what she said without hesitation.

No matter.


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