Feng Qinghua was walking back along the stone path and passed by a rockery when she was suddenly pulled in. Lian Xin, who was walking behind her, was shocked when she saw this.

"Princess!" Lian Xin was about to call for help when Feng Qinghua's calm voice came from inside.

"I'm fine. Just stay outside and don't let anyone discover you."

"Yes." Lian Xin was a little further away from the rockery. She looked around and saw no one was there, so she obediently hid behind a thick tree.

Inside the rockery, Feng Qinghua innocently crossed her arms and looked at the man in front of her: "When is the time when you can't go back and tell me that you have to stay here and wait?"

"Isn't this king what you've been waiting for?" Zhan Beixiao's eyes were full of pride.

Feng Qinghua sneered: "How do you know I will take this road? What if I want to go somewhere else?"

"Then I will catch you somewhere else. There will always be a chance." Zhan Beixiao snorted coldly.

"Okay, what do you want from me?" Feng Qinghua said impatiently.

This is the palace, and her current status is that of a princess. If she is found to have a "private meeting" with him here, and the news spreads that Princess Xilan is in love with the Seventh Prince, she will not be in trouble later.

When Zhan Beixiao heard this, his eyes were dim, and he slowly put his arms around Feng Qinghua's waist; "I don't want to do anything, but my hands are a bit unruly, and I don't know if you are worthy of it."

What side effects?"

Hearing this, Feng Qinghua looked at his hand. She didn't react for a moment and said bluntly: "How come your hand doesn't obey your orders? Wasn't it fine before? Let me take a look."

As he said this, he was about to take his hand and feel his pulse, but Zhan Beixiao hugged Feng Qinghua tighter, his chest trembling.

"Why are you laughing again? What I said is so funny?" Feng Qinghua didn't know why.

Zhan Beixiao continued: "Not only are the hands disobedient, but the mouth is also a bit disobedient, always seeming to get closer to something."

As he spoke, a kiss fell on Feng Qinghua's lips, rubbing them back and forth.

Feng Qinghua stretched out her hand to push him and leaned back. Only then did she realize that this man was not sick at all, but was clearly playing a gangster.

If he doesn't obey orders, it's obvious that he wants to cause trouble.

"Zhan Beixiao, you dropped something on the ground!" Feng Qinghua said angrily.

"What?"

"It's your face. Your face fell to the ground. Pick it up quickly!"

"What's the use of face? I don't rely on face to make a living." Zhan Beixiao thought to himself, if you want face, will you be able to keep nephrite in your arms?

Feng Qinghua now felt that Zhan Beixiao had changed his core. Maybe there was a soul that had penetrated him, otherwise how could a person's personality change so much.

He used to be such an aloof person, always doing things, not knowing etiquette, or wanting to punish people, but now he is a good hooligan.

"Wait a minute." Feng Qinghua suddenly seemed to have found something important and stared at Zhan Beixiao dangerously.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Let me ask you, do you like this face of mine better? It's because the face I have changed now is as shameful as the moon, so you can't control it for a moment?"

Although this face is only 60-70% similar to hers, it is also stunningly beautiful. Could someone like Zhan Beixiao also judge people by their appearance?

Otherwise, why didn't she see him be so enthusiastic when she got married before?

As for Zhan Beixiao's two domineering declarations similar to confessions before, Feng Qinghua no longer cared about them at all.

When Zhan Beixiao heard what Feng Qinghua said, he frowned and let go of Feng Qinghua: "Is that what you think?"

"Otherwise, there's no way to explain your sudden change. Are you saying you're attracted to this face?" Feng Qinghua pulled off the veil on her face. Seeing Zhan Beixiao's unwavering expression, she said very generously: "Let's see.

Look, you can see as much as you want. Everyone in the world has a pair of eyes that appreciate beauty. I understand how superficial you men are."

In Feng Qinghua's view, men who like beautiful women are just like women who like beautiful men. They are all fascinated by sex and there is nothing shameful about it.

This does not conflict with Zhan Beixiao's acceptance of Xi Lan's love. Who can't be arrogant?

There used to be a fairy tale about a scholar who had an ugly but kind-hearted wife, but he would sneak away every day to see a beautiful woman outside the temple. After that, he got the help of an immortal and took the beauty's wife away.

The head was replaced by his wife's.

The air-conditioning around Zhan Beixiao dropped and he stared at Feng Qinghua gloomily. He almost wanted to twist her head open to see what she was thinking. She actually regarded him as such a superficial man.

"Who told you that I like this face?"

"Don't you like it? I think it's pretty."

"It's just a beauty skin. I never like good-looking women." Zhan Beixiao stared deeply at Feng Qinghua.

He has said it so straightforwardly, can she still not understand?

He didn't care who she was or what she looked like. She was always the one he cared about and was happy about.

Feng Qinghua touched her chin and thought, with confusion in her eyes. Then she suddenly realized after seeing Zhan Beixiao's mask: "Oh, that's it, I understand."

After saying that, he nodded seriously, stood on tiptoes and patted Zhan Beixiao on the shoulder: "I understand you."

When he heard her explanation, Zhan Beixiao was still a little nervous. But when he heard her explanation, he began to wonder, what does he need to understand about this kind of thing?

Just as she was thinking this, she heard Feng Qinghua say: "I ignored your feelings. After all, you are disfigured, so when you see all the beautiful faces, you will have the urge to smash them, right? This is a kind of post-injury syndrome.

Stress response.”

Feng Qinghua began to feel lucky that she did not reveal her true face. What if Zhan Beixiao suddenly became ill and her face was disfigured with two cuts?

"Feng Qinghua, even calling you an idiot gives you an advantage. You are simply a pig!" Zhan Beixiao said angrily, and then he flew out of the rockery and disappeared after a few leaps.

Feng Qinghua smacked her tongue, touched her head, and said speechlessly: "My brain is recognized as a smart brain, but you dare to say that I look like a pig, and you are a pig. It's obvious that I was wrong about my condition, and I became angry from embarrassment."

Feng Qinghua no longer paid attention to this little incident. After coming out from behind the rockery, together with Lian Xin, the two slowly returned to the palace, caught up with the meal, ordered the meal and had a delicious meal.

Little did he know that at this moment, on a ring in the backyard of the Seventh Prince's Mansion, several guards were already lying on the ground.

Outside the ring, several secret guards whispered to Liu Ying: "Lord Commander, what's going on, Master? Even though you are injured, you still want to train everyone."

Liu Ying shook his head: "I don't know. Shouldn't I be accompanying the princess in the palace? I'm also surprised. Could it be that the method I taught is wrong and I didn't succeed in teasing her?"
Chapter completed!