[082 Let this girl suffer the cold (second update)]
what's the situation?
Li Tianliang saw Feng Xiyun lying straight on the ground, muttering something in a low voice, motionless, even the flask in his hand dropped and the transparent wine flowed to the floor, but there was no movement...
She was speechless.
Why is this Fourth Prince Feng so virtuous?
If everyone discovers the dignified Fourth Prince sleeping on the street the next day, I am afraid that his good image, which he has worked so hard to cultivate, will all come to naught.
But the matter has nothing to do with me, just hang it up high.
She stared at Feng Xiyun, who was lying on the ground with a pale and ugly face, and quickly made a decision.
Let this girl lie here and freeze!
She has nothing to do with Miss Li San.
In addition, she was in a difficult situation and could not care about him, Prince Feng. Tianliang groaned, immediately raised his steps, jumped over his body, and walked forward without looking back.
"It's cold..."
There was a faint sound in my ears.
Li Tianliang couldn't help but look back.
Only then did she finally hear the words that Feng Xiyun had been muttering in her mouth——
It's cold...
Li Tianliang...
She only hesitated for a moment, and then replied without hesitation: "If you want to be a heartless person, you must be thorough and don't do the Yuqing thing. I am Li Tianliang, and a good horse will never turn back."
Suddenly, he thought that he had no old relationship with Feng Xiyun, so he corrected himself again, "You are not my cup of tea. Don't call me by my name when you get drunk. Otherwise, any disagreement between husband and wife in the future will have nothing to do with me.
"
After finishing speaking, I noticed another surge of overwhelming air rushing into my body——
Li Tianliang felt that he wasted a lot of time on him, frowned, quickened his pace, and left the scene.
soon.
The wind disappeared and no one was left, leaving only the drunken man still lying on the ground, closing his eyes and muttering.
"It's cold..."
"Don't go..."
I don’t know if it’s to the person in the dream, or to the person who is determined to leave.
The wine bottle on the side suddenly poured down and rolled down.
The half-pot of translucent liquid flowed out like a stream, accidentally soaking half of his blue shirt.
…………**************…………************…………
The collision between the two air currents in the body became more and more fierce, with ice and fire intertwining, so that every step Tianliang took was like walking on the edge of a knife, unable to move even an inch.
The pace slowed down, and she walked for a while, leaned against a wall to rest, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and began to take deep breaths to calm her rapidly beating heartbeat.
"There's someone ahead!" The flames danced in the distance, and a male voice shouted roughly, "Miss, let's go over and take a look!"
The sound of footsteps and horses.
This was a large group of people, at least ten or so, and all of them were holding weapons, and their pace was very fast. The person leading the group was a woman wearing goose-yellow clothes. She was riding at the front, with a stern look on her face, and she was speeding in her direction.
.
"Oh it's you."
A clear and arrogant female voice sounded above the head, the horse stopped, and the woman in yellow clothes asked with a cold face, "What are you doing sneaking around in the area under the jurisdiction of my Prime Minister's Mansion in the middle of the night!"
The person who came was none other than Shen Rongrong.