"Uh...hehehe...the moonlight is so beautiful, His Highness the Ninth Prince is out for a walk?"
Feng Shui Qing laughed, knowing that his life was in danger, so it was better to run away.
"Please leave slowly, I, the princess, will go back to sleep first!"
After saying this, she spread her legs and was about to run away, but the big hand of Hyunchen Mandrill clamped the back of her neck. She could only push the ground with her legs and couldn't escape any further.
Yuan Chenzhao suppressed his anger: "You beat me, and you still want to leave?!"
"Then what do you want?" Feng Shuiqing turned around, threw away the shovel in his hand, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and rubbed it again and again.
"You idiot, you look so petite and petite, how can you hit someone with so much strength!! Hiss..." Yuan Chenzhao touched the big bump on his head, gritted his teeth and frowned in anger.
"I'm sorry... I thought you were a flower picker, but why are you secretly following me?" Feng Shuiqing felt that she had a handle on the mandrill.
"How do you know I'm following you?"
"I..." Feng Shuiqing suddenly remembered that she couldn't expose Xiao Tiantian, so she had no choice but to diverge her thoughts and find a way to deal with it: "You didn't follow me, how did you know that I came to the woods? You have obviously been following me since you left the house!"
This little girl is quite smart.
Yuan Chen poked her forehead with his finger. He originally wanted to go to the house to tell Feng Shui that Emperor Qing had agreed to marry them. In fact, he didn't have to come in full night clothes, but he just wanted to tell her the news quickly.
share.
Before reaching the gate of Feng Mansion, I saw a sneaky and familiar figure climbing out from the wall.
After that, I didn't know where to get a shovel, bent down and ran towards the small woods.
At first, Hyunchen Mandrill thought she was going to have a tryst with her adulterer, so she followed him quietly and jealously.
"What are you doing here?" Hyun Chen looked at the shovel and then at Feng Shui Qing's ash-headed face.
No way?
[Xuanchen Mandrill's Little Theater in the Brain: Feng Shui Qing has sinister eyes, ruthless and violent. He raises the knife with his hand and drops it to kill the enemy.
Taking advantage of the dark moon and high wind, drag the man's body to this place.
Digging a hole and burying the corpse was done in one go, so it can be said that the person did not notice the ghost.】
Hyunchen Mandrill's chest felt cold: "Where is the body? Has it been buried?"
What corpse??
Feng Shuiqing was confused by the question and caught a glimpse of Hyunchen Mandrill staring at the dirt of different colors behind him and the shovel at his feet.
Only then did he realize that he thought he was burying a body?!
"Xuanchen Mandrill, what are you thinking about?" Feng Shuiqing raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "I just buried the blood bracelet. Besides, how can you bury a body in such a small pit? You have been thinking about it all day long.
"It's just..." She shivered and had no confidence, "Dad gave me a family heirloom. I accidentally broke it because I was afraid he would scold me, so I buried it."
Hahaha, she didn’t even believe this reason herself.
Feng Shuiqing raised his eyes and glanced at the increasingly angry Hyun Chen Mandrill, whose eyes were like burning fire, as if he wanted to torture her and cut her into pieces.
I remember my second brother once said that of the thirty-six strategies, escape is the best strategy!!
Taking advantage of the moment when Hyunchen Mandrill's eyes suddenly became dark and thoughtful, Feng Shuiqing ran away.
This time it was indeed successful without any resistance.
But……
Her embroidered pear-flower white brocade shoes, which were stained with some dust, tripped over a raised rock on the ground, and with a "plop", she fell and fell into pieces.
"Ahem...ah!! It hurts..."
Feng Shuiqing ate a mouthful of dirt, but his ankle felt like it was broken, and he felt bursts of burning pain.
"Woooo..."
The pain was so extreme that she lay on the ground with a sore nose and tears falling from her eyes.
"Princess Qinghui! Are you okay?"
Pei Gao finally found a chance to say a few words, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Feng Shuiqing up. She choked and thanked her, but her sprained foot was too painful to touch the ground.
"You are really, really stupid."
Huan Chenzhi suppressed his anger, and when he saw her acting stupidly, his heart softened, but he still scolded her.
When Feng Shuiqing heard him laughing at herself, she wiped away her tears angrily, sniffed her nose, and said with a displeased face: "Why am I so unlucky every time I meet you? Yuanchen Mandrill, you are my nemesis!"
"Are you unlucky?"
Yuan Chen stepped forward and pushed away Pei Guo's hands to support her. Feng Shuiqing had to tap the ground with one foot. His center of gravity was unstable and he jumped up and down: "Eh? Eh eh eh???"
"You fell from the tree and hit me, you stabbed me with a hairpin, and you just hit me with a shovel. Do you think you're unlucky?"
Hyunchen Mandrill approached Feng Shuiqing, grabbed her arm, stopped her jumping around, and forced her to look directly at him.
His face was close at hand, and although the red envelope on his forehead was dazzling, it still couldn't hide his handsomeness. Feng Shuiqing was in a daze for a moment, and the wrist that had once worn the blood bracelet felt a sharp pain, and it seemed as if he was in a daze.
Back to the cold place of mass graves.
Hyunchen Mandrill was dressed in red, with tears streaming down his face, and the words he murmured in his mouth...
Does he really love me?
"Come up."
Feng Shuiqing came back to his senses and saw Xuanchen Mandrill crouching down, his hair like a waterfall shining with a gentle luster in the faint moonlight. He turned his head so that he could not clearly see the expression on his face.
Seeing that the person behind him didn't respond, Xuan Chenzhi had no choice but to yell impatiently: "Come up! I'll carry you back."
Feng Shuiqing knew that she couldn't walk at all in her current condition, so she had no choice but to jump forward a few times on one foot and jump on his back.
Xuanchen Mandrill felt his back sink, followed by a faint scent of lily of the valley.
Her smooth hair was buried in the crook of her neck, and her two thin and short arms were draped on her shoulders.
Unconsciously, my Adam's apple rolled up and down, and my face turned red to the roots of my ears.
Fortunately she can't see...
Hyunchen Mandrill thought to himself and others.
…
The crescent moon is curved and the stars are thin.
A few gray clouds as thin as cicada wings lingered randomly in the dark blue sky.
In an alley of the huge imperial city, I saw a handsome man wearing a green jade brocade robe, with a girl as cute as a snow dumpling lying on his back. However, this girl had a gray face and messy hair.
The goose-yellow clothes were also stained with a lot of mud stains.
On her back, she couldn't see that the man who was carrying her was blushing like blood.
And the man couldn't see her sleeping on her back.
"Well...so sleepy..."
Feng Shuiqing's eyelids couldn't hold it any longer, and he unconsciously tightened his arms around Hyunchen Mandrill's neck. His head tilted and pressed against his back, and he seemed to be able to hear his strength and panic in his ears.
heartbeat.
"Don't sleep! Don't drool on my clothes!"
Hyun Chen placed his chin against her soft little hand, his heart was filled with rage, but there was no sign of love or pity on his lips.
Feng Shuiqing closed his eyes completely, and with the last of his energy, he murmured: "I... really... can't open my eyes..."
The impatient yet clear male voice in her ears gradually disappeared, and Feng Shuiqing finally fell into a deep sleep...
In the dream, she saw him again in red clothes, and he said Feng Shui Qing, I love you.
"Hyunchen Mandrill...do you love me?"
Suddenly, a vague dreamy murmur came from behind, and Hyunchen Mandrill was suddenly startled, and his eyes were instantly wet.
I called her name softly several times, but saw no response from her.
Hyunchen Mandrill knew that she was still in her dream and should not be able to hear it.
As a result, the face that had always been cold and unruly became as cold as the spring breeze and was filled with tenderness.
"Well, Feng Shuiqing, I have loved you for three lifetimes."
"Boy! How dare you! How dare you mention this in front of her??!"
Just after Hyunchen Mandrill finished these words, a low, hoarse and terrifying male voice suddenly appeared in his consciousness, his tone sounded like a command, but also like a threat.
Hyunchen Mandrill responded coldly in his heart: "She was asleep and couldn't hear her."
"Hmph! You are so proud of yourself. If you reveal this, I will let you watch her die again!" This chapter has been completed!