"I wonder when the Ninth Prince married the princess?" She blinked, pretending not to know.
"Not in my arms." He tightened his arms slightly.
"I didn't agree to marry." She didn't agree to anything yet.
"Well, don't you dare agree?" He raised his eyebrows, his tone a bit domineering.
"I, just" Before Luo Qingfeng finished speaking, a mysterious voice sounded outside the car.
"Master, Luo Mansion has arrived."
Feng Jinghong glanced outside, and a flash of emotion flashed in his eyes.
The darkness outside the car suddenly made me feel a chill on my back.
"I'm leaving first." Xuan An reminded again and again, something must have happened.
Luo Qingfeng stood up, patted his wrinkled clothes, and then glared at Feng Jinghong.
It's all his fault, the clothes are all wrinkled.
"Don't worry." He laughed when he received her glare.
Then he reached out and slowly helped her tidy up her clothes and fix her messy hair.
"That's enough." Luo Qingfeng turned around and walked out of the carriage.
Then he saw Xuan An standing on the side near Luo Mansion, pointing at the door of Luo Mansion.
Master, Miss Qingfeng, it’s really not that he wants to disturb her, it’s really
She looked in the direction he pointed and saw Luo Wuyou standing there, looking over here, and now she could be seen.
Luo Qingfeng jumped off the carriage and walked over gracefully, without looking at her, and walked directly into Luo Mansion.
"Luo Qingfeng, I have something to do." Luo Wuyou frowned when he saw that she didn't even look at him.
She's getting really rude
Even if he is not a direct descendant of the family, he is still the disciple of the temple elders and has status in the temple.
"Luo Wuyou, we have nothing to say." After saying that, Luo Qingfeng strode in.
If you have something to do with her, she thinks it's okay.
"Luo Qingfeng, stop, don't you want to hear what's going on?" Luo Wuyou followed him in, his expression not very good.
And the man beside the carriage who sent her back just now looked familiar, a bit like the Ninth Prince's guard.
However, the Ninth Prince should be in the imperial capital now, and it is impossible to come to Fengyun Town, which is thousands of miles away.
In the car, Feng Jinghong heard the conversation and slowly leaned on the carriage.
"Luo Wuyou doesn't have to go back to the temple this year?" She was there last time he left.
"Master, my subordinates don't know, do you want to check it out?" The master never cares about this kind of thing.
"No need, it's just Luo Wuyou." Xiao Qing'er wouldn't take it seriously.
"Yes." Xuan An replied, is it for Miss Qingfeng?
"Take out the moving scroll and we'll go find Qingfeng later." Feng Jinghong smiled mysteriously, his thin lips forming a beautiful arc.
Isn’t it natural for the Ninth Prince to live with the Ninth Princess?
"Your Majesty, we only have three volumes." It should be said that the entire Donglin Kingdom's treasury only has three volumes.
This time the emperor celebrated his birthday and it was given by the temple. However, the emperor didn’t even touch it himself. Yes, even before he touched it, the master took it over.
Then just after leaving the palace, the master used a roll. This roll can only be used once.
"Qingfeng likes it." Four words came from the car.
With the mobile scroll by his side, he was no longer with Qingfeng, so he could still protect her when she was in danger.
Xuan An nodded, so that's it, Miss Qingfeng likes it, that's right.
As long as Miss Qingfeng likes it, Master will give her anything.
"Yes." He responded.
"Don't stay here too long." Luo Tian is an old fox.
"Yes." Xuan An got back on the carriage and drove away.