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Chapter 62 Feng Min

Feng Xuche then turned back to look at her. It was this look that made Yue Ya's heart tremble violently. His eyes were very similar to that person's. After all, the only one who could make her back feel cold was Feng Xuche. She never thought that there would be another one.

The third prince.

The people in the royal family were so unkind and powerful, and she couldn't help but feel annoyed that she always caused trouble.

"Hold my waist tight and I'll take you to jump down. Staying here is not a long-term solution."

"Ah!" Yue Ya looked at his wound and shook his head, "No, if you do this, your wound will be worse. It's better to cultivate yourself here."

Feng Xuche said in a deep voice: "I think you are not worried about my injuries, but you are worried that I will accidentally drop you to pieces!"

"Did I?"

How could Yue Ya admit that this was indeed her idea? For such a high cliff, it would be fine if there was water underneath, but if not, it would definitely be shattered to pieces.

There was no way she was joking with her life, not to mention that the third prince was accompanying her now. If his men knew that the third prince was missing, they would definitely look for him. Then she would be saved, which would be safer than jumping.

Feng Xuche knew what she was thinking, so he poured a ladle of cold water down on her, "My subordinates don't know that I'm out of the palace, let alone that I'm here, so no one will come to rescue me."

"Ah! What should we do?"

Are you really going to die here?

Just when she was thinking about something, a pair of big hands wrapped around her waist, and then a warm and cold voice came from above her head, "Hold you, I won't save you if you fall."

Only then did Yue Ya realize that her whole body had been picked up by him and jumped towards the cliff. She was so frightened that she hugged his waist tightly and let the wind pierce her body.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and their bodies fell into the river. The two of them were swept away. Yue Ya couldn't swim, and his whole body was falling.

She couldn't open her eyes, her feet were running around, she couldn't breathe, and all the oxygen in her chest disappeared.

The suffocating feeling of death made her panic, and it was very similar to the feeling of her mother dying without relief. She huddled alone in the dark room and shed her tears.

"Mother, where are you?"

"Mom, Ya'er seems to be dying."

"Mom, I'm so tired."

The image of her mother appeared in front of her eyes. She closed her eyes and fell into the water. At this moment, a cold lip closed on hers, and the oxygen that had been taken out of her chest began to flow into her body again.

Entering, she seemed to have caught the duckweed seeking survival, hugging him desperately, desperately seeking that sweetness.

Her response made Feng Xuche stiffen suddenly, and his whole head was frightened. When he reacted, he transferred all his breath to her, and then took her to swim to the shore.

Yue Ya had a dream, dreaming about playing on a swing with her mother, and then her father bought him a lot of things. The family of three was very happy, but the scene changed, and the father brought a pregnant woman and a boy.

, that was Aunt Mei. Aunt Mei was still laughing at first, and then she pinched her neck ferociously.

"Yue Ya! My good daughter, go to hell!"

"don't want!"

Suddenly awakened, Yue Ya's face turned pale with fear. She sat there panting desperately, and then she saw the masked man drying clothes by the fire not far away.

The image of him trying to catch his breath at the bottom of the river appeared in her mind. She bit her lip and blushed in embarrassment and said, "Are we safe?"

Feng Xuche had already taken off his shirt at this time, then raised his head and sat beside the pile of rocks and said calmly: "It's safe, you have been having nightmares just now."

"Oh! Thank you for saving me again."

"fine."

"that?"

Yue Ya was embarrassed at this moment, and her heart was jumping uncontrollably. The sight of him kissing her in the river just now lingered, and the feeling that made her heart beat faster was like thousands of ants swimming in her heart, itching.

Crispy.

Feng Xuche stood up and walked towards her. The silver mask shone dazzlingly in the sun, and the two tufts of hair hanging down from his forehead swayed from time to time. It was particularly beautiful. Yue Ya was stunned.

She had never met the third prince, but she knew that Feng Xuche was the most beautiful man in the world, and the third prince was second only to Feng Xuche, so there was no need to take off his mask, Yue Ya also knew that this man must be very good-looking.

He is different from Feng Xuche, one is cold to the bone, while the other is as gentle as jade.

"Which one?" His gentle and jade-like voice rippled in her heart, and then he knelt down beside her and looked at her quietly.

Yue Ya unconsciously blushed again. People say that it is difficult for a hero to be a beauty. In her opinion, she should be a beauty but cannot be saved by a hero.

"Just now at the bottom of the river, you were the one who helped me carry... my breath."

Feng Xuche had never seen this woman look so coquettish and shy, and said with some humor: "Yes, I saved you. If I didn't save you, you would have died, so you shouldn't be angry."

"Which one?"

"Which one? Is it possible that you want to commit yourself to it?"

Yue Ya shook his head immediately at his teasing words, "No, no, no, I'm just a commoner, I don't have the kind of desire to eat swan meat."

Feng Xuche raised his eyebrows and smiled, "So you are a toad? I am swan meat."

"Well! No, I am not an ordinary toad, I am a toad..."

"Oh! In short, I am self-aware, but I still hope you will keep the matter of skin-to-skin contact between you and me a secret. After all, I am innocent about you and me."

Feng Xuche stood up and smiled gracefully, "Then you answer me a question and I will keep it a secret for you."

She blinked and looked at him, "You ask?"

"I heard that your husband gave you to my uncle, you guys..."

"We have nothing to do," Yue Ya couldn't wait to clarify, which made Feng Xuche a little angry. This woman seemed to have something different about Feng Min's identity and felt that she couldn't wait. This discovery made him very upset.

He continued to test, "Then you like my uncle."

"Of course I don't like it."

Feng Xuche's face darkened under the mask, "Why?"

"I tell you, you must not tell your uncle. Your emperor is actually a cold, heartless, unstable and arrogant man. He almost killed me three times, so how can I dare to like her?"

"I'm not looking for death."

"What about me?" Feng Xuche gritted his teeth and tried his best to lower his flames. This damn woman really repaid kindness with hatred.

"I don't know you well yet, but you risked your life to save me. You are no better than your uncle. You are a great kind person, and Yue Ya can't thank you enough."
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