At this time, Beiming Yexuan, who was lying on the couch, gradually woke up. When the little boy's words came to his ears, his consciousness immediately became much clearer.

He slowly lowered his hand and touched the ground.

The fingertips touched the little one's body and pressed lightly. The little one lowered his head in confusion and looked at the white hand pressing his belly.

It slowly sat up, hugged Beiming Yexuan's finger, and said: "Beiming Yexuan, you're awake!"

An evil smile appeared at the corner of Beiming Yexuan's mouth, and then he put his thumb on the little one's back, pinched it with two fingers one after another, and then pinched it hard.

"Ah..." screams immediately came from the carriage.

You should be damned if you dare to seduce his Mo'er to leave him!

Feng Yunmo saw that Beiming Yexuan was awake, so she walked up to him, sat next to him, and asked, "Yexuan, you finally woke up."

Beiming Yexuan slowly opened his eyes and saw Feng Yunmo in front of him. He felt warm in his heart and threw the little boy aside. He stretched out his hand and held Feng Yunmo's hand. He looked around again and finally lowered his gaze.

Focusing on Wu Feihuan, he said: "Where are we going?"

"Go and ask for medicine to heal your wounds." Feng Yunmo said.

Beiming Yexuan saw that Wu Feihuan was dressed grandly, and it was obvious that he had arrived at Wu Feihuan's territory.

He held the couch closed with one hand and wanted to get up, but his hand couldn't exert any strength. Feng Yunmo stretched out his hand to help him, and then he sat up, half lying and half leaning on the couch, with a pale look on his face.

He danced happily and asked: "How are you?"

"I'm better than you, and I won't die for the time being." Wu Feihuan opened her arms, indicating that he didn't need to worry about her.

Beiming Yexuan let out a light sigh: "Don't talk about whether you will die or not. When the day comes, you will cry."

"Oh, how can you cry when you're dead?" Wu Fei said with a smile.

The little one interjected: "Weeping soul, I will regret my mistakes when I reach the underworld."

"Bang!" Wu Feihuan tapped the little boy's head lightly with his fingers. The little boy shrank his neck and jumped into Feng Yunmo's pocket, not daring to talk nonsense anymore.

Beiming Yexuan shook his head helplessly. Seeing that the little one only had a small head exposed from Feng Yunmo's sleeves, he suddenly laughed softly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are still as in need of a beating as before."

"That's natural, and it's the same for you. I haven't seen you for so long, and you still love Feng Yunmo as much as before." The little one hugged Feng Yunmo's sleeves and looked up at Feng Yun affectionately.

street.

A cold smile appeared on Feng Yunmo's lips, which made the little boy tremble and quickly retract his head.

At this moment, the little white tiger's "Wang" cry came from outside, as well as the Tong Yao's low cry.

The little white tiger jumped into the carriage from the outside, and Tong Yao angrily threw himself into the carriage and hugged the running little white tiger.

Who knew that with this hug, the little white tiger jumped up from Tong Yao's arms and jumped onto Feng Yunmo's knees. Tong Yao's hug was empty, and his body was lying at Wu Feihuan's feet.

Wu Feihuan lowered his eyes. When he looked at Tong Yao, a gentle warm light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately bent down.

He stretched out his hands, held Tong Yao's shoulders, helped her up, and asked, "What's the rush? That little guy can't run away yet."

Tong Yao raised his head and met Wu Feihuan's gentle eyes. He was startled for a moment. There was a hint of joy in those gentle eyes. Then, he lowered his head and stepped back stiffly: "Tong Yao was afraid of being shocked.

Your Highness, I rushed after you."

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Chapter completed!