Feng Jinghong looked at her arrogant look, and the smile on his lips deepened.
Holding her in his arms, he was very satisfied.
Xiao Qing'er was willful to only him, arrogant, unreasonable, coquettish and warning to only him.
She was like this only in front of him, so of course he should pamper her and pamper her, this was a must.
"Feng Jinghong, when the Poison Cauldron recognizes its master, I want to go and practice." She leaned into his arms and said softly.
Her current strength is not enough and she does not want to go to the Imperial Capital of Donglin.
They didn't take action against her in the Dongmu Kingdom's imperial capital temple, simply because they didn't want others to know about the Fire of Chaos.
Once they leave Dongmu Country, the temple has no worries anymore.
"Okay." He responded.
"Don't worry, I will go to the Imperial Capital of Donglin Kingdom, and then go to the temple." Her voice was a bit colder.
Half of Grandpa Luo Zi's soul was taken away by Suzaku, and now he is still a living dead. She must save Grandpa Luo Zi no matter what.
"Okay, I'm waiting for Qingfeng." Accompany her on the road to becoming a strong person and reach the top with her.
In this world, isn't it that the strong are respected?
"Okay." She nodded.
The two hugged each other and were silent for a while. Feng Jinghong seemed to have thought of something.
"What's going on with that ink painting?" Jealous words rang out, with a bit of disapproval.
Luo Qingfeng was stunned and said hello.
ink painting
Who?
"I know ink painting" Luo Qingfeng blinked.
"Well, he's the one who went to the back of Luo's house." Feng Jinghong straightened his back and looked into her eyes.
Mountain behind Luo family, ink painting
Luo Qingfeng's head was suddenly filled with black lines, and he actually called that person ink painting.
But yes, it is.
But recently it doesn't look like it anymore, more like a piece of jade, warm jade.
"I haven't seen him since he came out of the auction. Have you seen him?" Luo Qingfeng asked in confusion, asking what he was doing.
Feng Jinghong snorted and raised his chin, "I met him when I was looking for you just now."
Luo Qingfeng ""
So that’s it.
"Then what did you say?" Luo Qingfeng asked.
"Nothing happened." It was just the first time that I felt that this young master of the Gong family was more powerful than the rumors said.
According to rumors, Gong Jue is as gentle as jade, and his piano skills are unparalleled in the world. If he plays a piece of music, it will definitely be the sound of nature.
It can make white birds come to court, it can make all beasts peaceful, it can calm wars, it can destroy people's hearts and kill people.
On the other side of Lintian Continent, he is respected by all, and welcomed by thousands of people wherever he goes.
"Then what are you doing?" Luo Qingfeng raised a strand of his black hair and tapped his nose.
It sounds so sour, it seems so different.
"It looks like he's unhappy." Huh, yes, that's it.
"Pfft" Luo Qingfeng laughed.
He can speak so righteously even when someone is unhappy, well, he is worthy of being the Ninth Prince.
"Don't worry, they are not as powerful as you, and they are not as good at playing rogue as you are." They refused to leave, and then they really couldn't get rid of them.
"That's right." He nodded with great pride and satisfaction.
Seeing him like this, Luo Qingfeng didn't know whether to laugh or what to say.
He is still proud of his feelings. The dignified Ninth Prince has turned into a rogue. Doesn't he intend to reflect at all?
"Ninth Prince, you are Feng Jinghong, the number one son praised by outsiders. Do they know you are a scoundrel?" she asked with a slight cough.
Feng Jinghong smiled proudly, stretched out his finger and tapped the tip of Luo Qingfeng's nose.
"My husband doesn't need anyone else to know. It's enough for the Ninth Princess to know."