Qiqi just looked at him silently, her bright eyes as if covered with a layer of ice, and her delicate face was as cold as frost.

He pulled away his big hand embedded in his waist, and jumped up under his annoyed and uneasy eyes and flew a few feet away.

The white skirt rolled in the wind, the black hair rose, and the white shadow melted little by little in the sunset, leaving only the faint fragrance.

Feng Junyu saw her disappear in front of him, and she couldn't express uneasiness. Perhaps, she was just angry for a moment. After returning home, he would say more good things and explain to her carefully, according to Qiqi's personality.

As long as she explains the whole story of the matter to her, she will definitely forgive herself.

Although she thought so in her heart, she always felt more and more uneasy. Her cold eyes and cold expression when she left made him very uneasy.

What if she left the palace in anger? It would be fine if he stayed in Feng Kingdom, but he could find her. If he went to another place, if she was willing to not let herself find her... Then... the more she thought about it, the more she felt scared, six years ago

She disappeared mysteriously and tried all her skills but couldn't find her. If she disappeared again, she wouldn't let him wait for six years, right?

Thinking of this, I was already scared and forgot what I was going to do. Subconsciously, I thought about chasing Qiqi. As soon as my body took action, I heard Shui Wuhen's mocking voice, "Feng

Junyu, do you think this young master is where this place? Come when you want to come, and go when you want to go?"

Feng Junyu narrowed her eyes, her smoky gray eyes seemed to be turbulent, and her eyes were hanging down, blocking all her thoughts. She restrained her emotions that she couldn't help but reveal. She raised her eyes again, and her narrow and sexy eyes were still calm, "Shui Wuhen,

You have made a plan to leave the book of shipbuilding in Feng Kingdom. Come today, and I want to get back the books."

"Then, let's see if you have this ability?"

After saying that, Shui Wuhen's eyes became colder, he took a few steps back, sat on a wooden chair behind him, with his lips curled gently, and he looked at Feng Junyu and the disciples of Wuhen Palace with a smile.

While savoring the fragrant tea, I smiled and looked at the dazzling scene in front of me. Feng Junyu had already flew out of the surroundings and flew straight towards him.

Take the piano, gather internal force, tilt and fingertips, and tick the strings. A melodious sound sounded. Feng Junyu's face changed and quickly fell from the air. He took out the red jade flute at his waist, one piano and one Xiao, and the piano and flute were played together.

It was a wonderful song, but they both seemed to be enduring something.

At the center of the lake, water splashed everywhere, and the goldfish in the lake were shaken ashore and struggled hard on the ground.

Maple leaves were falling down, and red all over the sky swept together. Soon, a thick layer of maple leaves had been laid on the ground.

The sound of crying was accompanied by the sound of water and the sound of stones hitting each other, and for about half an hour, a trace of blood was seen in Feng Junyu's mouth, and Shui Wuhen's face was covered with sweat.

A blue figure flew to Feng Junyu and hit his chest with a palm. Feng Junyu had gathered all his internal strength to his fingertips. Seeing that palm was about to fall, he could no longer pull out at this time.

After being hit by a palm, a fishy and sweet feeling immediately surged in the throat, and more blood spilled out of the corners of the mouth, which was still bleeding.

His body took a few steps back, the sound of flute stopped, and the sound of the piano continued. Feng Junyu covered her chest, frowned, her face turned pale, and the pain came like a storm, spreading from her chest to

whole body.

He looked up at the man who slapped him. He was originally a 15 or 16-year-old boy. He was very handsome and his expression between his eyebrows was somewhat similar to someone.

The young man had a very high martial arts skills. The palm that hit Feng Junyu just now had exhausted his strength. His chest was burning and painful, but he still had to endure the sound of Shui Wuhen's internal power.

In terms of martial arts, he is slightly inferior to Shui Wuhen, but if he talks about the Tao and poison, no one in the world can match him. However, until the critical moment, he is not willing to win. Now

Depending on the situation, he had to use this trick.

His hand has touched his waist, and he can turn defeat into victory with just a slight flash of his fingertips.

A white silk wrapped around his waist with the familiar fragrance, and his body was dragged into the air by the power of the silk. His soft and fragrant body was pressed against him, and her slender arms were embedded in her waist, with a little messy hair.

The wind blew on his face.

He opened his eyes wide in surprise, and the coldness and sharpness in his eyes were swept away, "Girl..."

Qiqi still glared at him angrily, but hugged him and flew out of Qinglian Pavilion.

The sound of the piano stopped, and the maid was about to chase them, but was stopped by Shui Wuhen, "Let them go."

The sound sounds like plain water, but it has a hint of imperceptible anger.

"Brother, why don't you recover your sister?"

Shui Wuhen sneered, got up and walked to the side, looked up at the direction where the two disappeared, and his cold eyes dimmed, gradually disappearing in the night.

The warm wind is gentle, the sky is cloudless, the chrysanthemums are floating, the chrysanthemums are blooming in the garden, the crabapple is as bright as the red clouds, under the crabapple flowers, a woman is wearing an autumn-colored gauze dress, her thin body seems to be weak, she

Holding a book in hand, the elegant and refined little face was filled with a sad expression.

Those eyes fell straight on the books, and for a long time, they had never turned a page.

"Dingxiang, did the emperor go to Tangliyuan again today?"

Her voice was weak, just like her people, as if it would disappear at any time, as if it was floating clouds.

A woman of thirteen or fourteen stood beside her, looking a little pretty. After hearing Liu Fei's words, a hint of fear appeared on her little face, "Return to the words of Liu Fei, the emperor, I went to Tangliyuan."

Liu Qinghan's eyes suddenly became cold, and her beautiful little face immediately became ferocious. The book in her hand was heavily thrown to the ground by her. Her little hand tightly held it, and the cold smile extended from the corner of her lips to the bottom of her eyes, "Sure enough.

.. Sure enough...what is that bitch, what's the point? Why does my brother-in-law still miss her!"

Have enough, she has enough!!

Although Xiao Yinfeng would come to see her once every two days, he has never stayed overnight in Qinghange for so many years!

He was as she wished, because she threatened her with her life, so he signed her as his concubine and favored her once, but after that time, he never wanted to touch her again.

She knew that there were other women in his heart, the little girl who met once six years ago, the little girl who disappeared for six years and still kept him obsessed with it.

His love for her, just as his love for him, has reached an obsession.

These days, he stayed in Tangli Courtyard every night, just because it was the place where she lived, and she did not favor concubines and refused to let any woman conceive his offspring. Is all this for such a woman?
Chapter completed!