All the cheering voices stopped for a moment, and the originally noisy streets became quiet for a moment.
Why did their most beloved prince come back again?
Feng Qianyu's face was as pale as paper. Her eyes were full of shock and disbelief.
What did he hear? Was he hallucinating?
Just now, he was walking in front surrounded by guards. When the young guard leader who caught up behind reported to him that Princess Dragon was chasing after her like crazy, he felt deeply disgusted.[
That woman killed his child with her own hands. It was a great gift that he didn't want to take her life, yet she still didn't give up!
Do you regret it now? It’s too late!
He coldly ordered: "Let her go and let her go!"
Don’t look back, keep moving forward.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they walked not far away, they faintly heard a few cries of blood among the crowd.
His body seemed to be frozen for an instant, as stiff as a stick.
What did she call herself?
Big Feather? That is his unique name for him from Fu Yue!
Is it her? Is she back?!
But he was so afraid that he would be disappointed. He had been disappointed for too long in the past six months, and it had almost turned into despair. How many times when he dreamed about it at midnight, he saw her back. His Fuyue was back, but when he woke up, he was faced with
Endless emptiness and loneliness.
Will it be true this time?
Could it be that that damn woman was up to something mysterious?
However, he couldn't let it go, and he wouldn't let it go as long as there was even a ten thousandth chance.
Almost without thinking, he turned the horse's head and ran back! Beating the horse like flying.
He arrived in front of her in an instant.
He flew off his horse and stood in front of her. His face was slightly pale, and his sea-like eyes were filled with waves. He slowly stretched out his hand and said in a very uncertain voice: "Fu Yue?"
The thin figure lying in the dust shook, and it raised its head inch by inch. A flash of light seemed to flash in its big eyes, as if a drowning person suddenly grabbed a straw.
Raising her little hand, she grabbed the hem of his clothes and didn't let go.