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"Then are you very touched?" Feng Qianye looked interested, like a child who got candy and expected to be praised.

"Moved? Why should Mao be moved?" Ye Meintong really couldn't figure out who would feel moved when seeing the chrysanthemums all over the mountain.

Feng Qianye had directly attributed it to Ye Meituong who did not dare to show her love because she was embarrassed. At the same time, she also enlightened: "My beloved, you don't have to be so reserved." After saying this, she winked as if she understood.

Ye Meitong was really confused by Feng Qianye's strange words and deeds. When she thought about it, it suddenly became clearer: "I would like to ask the Ninth Prince, are you trying to get his way?" Ah, what do you mean by giving in to his side?

Well, she doesn't like chrysanthemums, not at all.

Feng Qianye saw that Ye Meitong understood what she meant, and with a confident look on her face, she was prepared for Ye Meintong's sudden embrace and shed tears of gratitude. She thought that patting her shoulder by the way would be a hint.

But Ye Meintong looked like she had seen a ghost. Although she had never been in love, it did not mean that she had no common sense. This man actually used chrysanthemums to win over girls. It turned out that he was a love prodigal in vain.

Ye Meintong was silent for a long time. Feng Qianye couldn't be calm this time. How long will this woman keep pretending to be reserved? Suddenly her eyes glanced over and saw that Ye Meintong was already a hundred meters away, and she found a place to sit.

Next, he trampled all the chrysanthemums around him to death.

"You woman." Feng Qianye walked up to Ye Meitong angrily. When he saw the flowers sacrificed under Ye Meitong's butt, he suddenly felt that this woman really didn't like these flowers. How could anyone like something like this?

It's so dismissive.

"Hey, you're finally here." Ye Meitong didn't even raise her head. She just sat on the ground and looked into the distance. She said that she hadn't seen such a large field of flowers blooming for a long time, and there were gusts of breeze blowing by.

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Feng Qianye looked frustrated and sat directly next to Ye Meitong. He didn't look like the evil prince he usually did. He said that people who are in love are idiots, which is true at all.

"The air here is really good." Ye Meintong, no matter how slow she was, could still feel that Feng Qianye was in a bad mood, so she said this.

It's just that Feng Qianye is still struggling with the fact that Ye Meitong doesn't like flowers. "Do you really don't like flowers?" He has been struggling with the question. How could he be willing to give up without asking for an answer? Such a childish Feng Qian

Ye Mei Tong's eyes widened.

"So you're still struggling with this, I don't like chrysanthemums." Ye Meintong said calmly.

"What? This is a chrysanthemum? Oh, it turns out this is called a chrysanthemum." Feng Qianye suddenly realized, but wasn't this the place he was looking for? He didn't even know what kind of flower it was. What kind of international joke was this?

Ye Meintong stared at Feng Qianye speechlessly and murmured: "You don't know him?" as if he was telling a big joke.

"Isn't it strange?" He is a prince, how could he know that this is a wild chrysanthemum.

Ye Meintong is now balanced. Although she is not beautiful, she is not just a wild chrysanthemum. "But how did you think of bringing me here." Ye Meintong is still confused.

"I like it." Feng Qianye was trying to escape. He made such a big mistake at the beginning, and even if he were killed, he wouldn't be able to reveal his purpose.

Ye Meintong stopped asking questions. Suddenly, an evil smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she suddenly came closer: "Are you showing love to me?" Ye Meintong is not a hypocritical person. She has never eaten pork and has never seen a pig.

Are you going to run? If you have something to say, naturally say it.

Feng Qianye faced Ye Meintong's sudden approach. Without noticing, he was pushed to the ground by Ye Meintong. He said that this posture was as ambiguous as it was now. Her breath sprayed directly on his face.

My heart felt inexplicably tight.

"Then does the princess accept it or accept it or accept it?" Feng Qianye didn't seem to be embarrassed by having her mind exposed, and directly threw the question back to Ye Meitong. She supported the ground with one hand and held Ye Meintong's body with the other.

She fell to the ground.

Ye Meintong turned around and smiled, "I am very satisfied." After saying that, she directly put her red lips on her lips. Feng Qianye obviously did not expect Ye Meintong to be so direct, but it was not his style not to accept such a good thing.

Quickly take control.

After a fierce battle, it was Ye Meitong who suffered the loss. She was no match for Feng Qianye's thousand-year-old fairy. Her two faces were abnormally red due to lack of oxygen. Feng Qianye just looked at Ye Meitong with a bright face.

Hitomi, "Skills need to be improved." Finally, she made such a comment. Feng Qianye just smiled and refused to argue. If the venue hadn't allowed it now, there would have been a chance for her to comment. There was an unusual rumour, and Feng Qianye suddenly

stood up.

Ye Meintong thought Feng Qianyu was about to leave, so she stood up. Suddenly a group of people in black rushed out. Feng Qianye protected Ye Meintong behind him and stood facing the wind. The wind was blowing because he was pressed by Ye Meintong just now.

The clothes were gone, and there was no trace of embarrassment on the whole body. She was still as elegant and outstanding as ever.

"Who?" He said in a deep voice. He was so unafraid of death to disturb his good deeds. How could he let them leave alive?

"The person who killed you." The hoarse voice of the man in black could not tell his age.

"It's just you?" Looking around at the few people, with confidence on his face, Ye Meitong consciously chose not to speak and hid quietly behind Feng Qianye.

"That's enough." It has to be said that the man in black is also arrogant enough.

"I just don't know who you are working for?" There are many people who want to kill him, and there are also many people who want to kill the Ninth Prince. As for who it is, he doesn't want to guess one by one.

"Go ask the Lord of Hell." With that said, the man in black rushed towards Feng Qianye.

But before they saw Feng Qianye's moves, that person would never see the sun tomorrow again. Several people could not hide their surprise. They originally thought that the Ninth Prince was a waste and would be able to do it without any effort, but this unfathomable figure in front of them

Is this man really the Nine Prince Feng Qianye?

It's just that they can't get the answer. In just a blink of an eye, several people have died in the chrysanthemum field. Speaking of which, the choice of this place is quite good. The cemetery and flowers have been prepared directly, but it is really dirty.

There were chrysanthemums all over the ground. Ye Meintong shook her head and stepped forward to hold Feng Qianye in her arms before preparing to walk back.

She didn't ask why she wasn't left alive. She was not a Holy Mother. She would be so merciful to those who wanted to kill her. She didn't want to kill her, but she wasn't a good person anyway, and she didn't expect to go to heaven after she died.

Since Ye Meitong didn't ask, he still had to say: "My beloved concubine really trusts me." Although he said it with a look of grievance, his face was full of satisfaction.

"If you die, I will remarry." As expected of a woman with a sharp tongue, it is not surprising that these words would not come out of her mouth.

It's just that what Feng Qianye is thinking about at the moment is to settle the score with the guy who provided him with the chrysanthemum field and caused him embarrassment. Although his goal was achieved, it still took him so long to wake up, Ye Mei

My pupils glanced at Feng Qianye’s full face

She didn't feel cordial to the smiling face, and would only secretly mourn for three seconds for the unlucky person. Needless to say, she knew that this vindictive man would definitely find the so-called romantic who didn't tell him in advance that he was a chrysanthemum.
Chapter completed!