Wu Jiuzi felt that she was wrong. At this moment, she had understood who Fengjian Liuxiang loved, and her heart that had sunk to the bottom of the water started to jump for joy and beat wildly.
She looked at Fengjian Liuxiang and he was sitting there again, drinking one cup after another.
It looked like he was still angry.
Wu Jiuzi reached out and held down the wine glass he was holding: "Master, drinking too much wine can harm your body, not to mention you are still injured..."
Her small hand covered his big hand, it was warm, soft, and slightly moist. He lowered his eyes lightly and looked at her hand, and said in a cold voice: "Do you still care about me?"
She always cares about him, okay?
I just forced myself to harden my heart and let go.
Now that she knows his heart, why should she keep suppressing it?
Looking openly into his eyes: "Master, I have always... always cared about Master, but I thought Master no longer needs my care..."
"Do you care about me? Do you care that I would run away with Junziqian? You even accepted his token of love and even agreed to be his future crown princess..." This has become a scar and a thorn in Fengjian Liuxiang's heart.
…
"I just came to the capital with him to relax, he and I really have nothing to do with each other." Wu Jiuzi explained hurriedly.
Fengjian Liuxiang looked at her indifferently and said coldly: "Of course I know you have nothing to do with him, otherwise do you think his Prince's Mansion still exists?"
What you say - so domineering!
Could it be that he could still demolish the Prince's Mansion?
Wu Jiuzi suddenly thought of something and let out a sigh. It was strange that she and Fengjian Liuxiang had been talking in the room for so long. Why didn't the eight maids outside make any movement?
Remembering the chilling chill she felt when she woke up just now, her heart skipped a beat.
I rushed to the door in a few steps, pushed open the inner door, looked outside, and my heart skipped a beat!
Some of the eight maids were lying on the bed, some had just sat up, and some had just drawn their swords... They were fixed in various positions, as if someone had suddenly used a immobilization technique, and they were motionless.
Wu Jiuzi stepped forward and patted the shoulder of one of them, and the man went soft like mud. Wu Jiuzi was shocked again.
She hurriedly stepped forward to test the man's breath. Fortunately, he was still breathing.
Looking at the others, they looked like they were just comatose and not life-threatening.
"If you look at their life and death again, maybe they will really turn from the living to the dead!" Fengjian Liuxiang said coolly, and the wine glass spinning in his hand broke silently...
Are you jealous?
Wu Jiuzi rolled his eyes, turned around and rushed towards him, reaching out and holding his hand: "Master, you won't be so stingy, right? Well, let's go out and talk? Actually, I really have a lot to think about.
Tell you."
This was the first time that she took the initiative to approach him and almost threw herself into his arms.
The faint fragrance of a woman lingered on his nose. He looked at her hands, then at her slightly red face, and by the way, he also noticed that the pajamas she was wearing were not the common ones...
His handsome face sank slightly again, and he raised the skirt of her clothes with his fingertips: "Where did this come from?" Wu Jiuzi felt that she was wrong. At this moment, she already understood who Fengjian Liuxiang loved. She had sunk to the bottom of the water.
I don't know when my heart started to jump for joy and beat wildly.
She looked at Fengjian Liuxiang and he was sitting there again, drinking one cup after another.
It looked like he was still angry.
Wu Jiuzi reached out and held down the wine glass he was holding: "Master, drinking too much wine can harm your body, not to mention you are still injured..."
Her small hand covered his big hand, it was warm, soft, and slightly moist. He lowered his eyes lightly and looked at her hand, and said in a cold voice: "Do you still care about me?"
She always cares about him, okay?
I just forced myself to harden my heart and let go.
Now that she knows his heart, why should she keep suppressing it?
Looking openly into his eyes: "Master, I have always... always cared about Master, but I thought Master no longer needs my care..."
"Do you care about me? Do you care that I would run away with Junziqian? You even accepted his token of love and even agreed to be his future crown princess..." This has become a scar and a thorn in Fengjian Liuxiang's heart.
…
"I just came to the capital with him to relax, he and I really have nothing to do with each other." Wu Jiuzi explained hurriedly.
Fengjian Liuxiang looked at her indifferently and said coldly: "Of course I know you have nothing to do with him, otherwise do you think his Prince's Mansion still exists?"
What you say - so domineering!
Could it be that he could still demolish the Prince's Mansion?
Wu Jiuzi suddenly thought of something and let out a sigh. It was strange that she and Fengjian Liuxiang had been talking in the room for so long. Why didn't the eight maids outside make any movement?
Remembering the chilling chill she felt when she woke up just now, her heart skipped a beat.
I rushed to the door in a few steps, pushed open the inner door, looked outside, and my heart skipped a beat!
Some of the eight maids were lying on the bed, some had just sat up, and some had just drawn their swords... They were fixed in various positions, as if someone had suddenly used a immobilization technique, and they were motionless.
Wu Jiuzi stepped forward and patted the shoulder of one of them, and the man went soft like mud. Wu Jiuzi was shocked again.
She hurriedly stepped forward to test the man's breath. Fortunately, he was still breathing.
Looking at the others, they looked like they were just comatose and not life-threatening.
"If you look at their life and death again, maybe they will really turn from the living to the dead!" Fengjian Liuxiang said coolly, and the wine glass spinning in his hand broke silently...
Are you jealous?
Wu Jiuzi rolled his eyes, turned around and rushed towards him, reaching out and holding his hand: "Master, you won't be so stingy, right? Well, let's go out and talk? Actually, I really have a lot to think about.
Tell you."
This was the first time that she took the initiative to approach him and almost threw herself into his arms.
The faint fragrance of a woman lingered on his nose. He looked at her hands, then at her slightly red face, and by the way, he also noticed that the pajamas she was wearing were not the common ones...
His handsome face sank slightly, and he picked up the skirt of her clothes with his fingertips: "Where did this come from?"