"What do you want to say?" Walking to the secluded place, the bright smile that had been hanging on her face instantly retracted. She stretched out her hand, pulled over a brocade flower, put it to her nose and smelled it.

Si Feng Jingyan looked at him quietly, wearing a mysterious dress like ink, which could not hide his extraordinary heroic posture, as if he was born with a kingly aura in the world.

Such a man is obviously very talented and attractive to people's eyes all the time, but he looks lonely and cold, and keeps those who intend to approach from thousands of miles away. Xing Lian glanced at her and added something irrelevant and irrelevant: "Actually, I think you should look good in white, but you should wear black whatever you do, just like the black-faced King of Hell."

Si Fengjingyan paused and glanced at her, but did not answer.

He never wore white clothes since he was a child, as if it was because Jing Yue joked when he was young that they were wearing white and the other in black, which looked cool.

It was an irrelevant sentence, Xing Lian just said casually, glanced around, and then said again: "If you are afraid that Jingyue will be injured because of my relationship, don't worry, once the banquet is over, I will leave the Shengdu."

From the way she came, she kept thinking about what the man called her out alone, but there was probably only one reason for thinking about it.

Si Feng Jingyan is a perfect sister who seems to be indifferent to everything, but he stares at his sister tightly, as if he loses it if he is not careful.

This time something big happened, the people from the Blood Flame Palace sneaked into the palace again, and it was worth it that he would have this concern.

Not only him, but also himself.

This time, the people in the Blood Flame Palace were killed in the palace. Maybe there will be many people coming in one after another. This is a big trouble for the royal family, and it would be too unreasonable for her to not show up again.

But unexpectedly, Si Fengjingyan said lightly: "No, I will go to the dark earth myself."

He saw that Xinglian would definitely go to the dark earth. This time he called her out, in fact, to tell her that she would stay in Shengdu with peace of mind. He would wipe out the entire Blood Flame Palace for her and give her peace. However, before she could say it, she mistakenly thought that he blamed her for disturbing Jingyue.

"What?" Xing Lian thought he had heard it wrong, blinked his eyes, and Xingyin looked at him calmly, "You go?"

What did he do? What reason did he have to get into this muddy water? Is it to seek justice for the victim?

What a joke, she wouldn't think that the Ninth Prince, who has always been indifferent, has such noble moral integrity.

The clear eyes fell on Xing Lian's face full of curiosity, and Wubo's expression had no reason to be a little gentle.

This woman is different from other girls in the boudoir. Her emotions and temperament are completely unreserved. She does not have the reserve of a lady from a wealthy family, but she is so eye-catching.

Si Fengjingyan unconsciously brought up a faint smile on her lips.

If Xinglian saw him laughing, he would be afraid that his chin would fall, but in fact, Xinglian did not see it.

As soon as she finished surprise, her gaze was attracted by two figures not far away.

Isn’t that ladyboy Jingyue dislikes Qiao Liuyun? Why did he slowly turn to this side with him?
Chapter completed!