Qin'er was freed from the almost unbearable weight, her center became unstable, and she fell backwards.
Feng Ruohen, with quick eyes and quick hands, leaned forward and wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her up.
"Is everything okay?" Staring at her cat-like face, even her words of concern were smiling.
After being together for so long, I have never seen Feng Ruohen's expression of holding back a smile.
It's all written on his face, but he still pretends to care about her!
"Don't worry about it!" The colorful-faced cat was completely angered. It opened its teeth and claws and pushed him, trying to get away.
He forgot that half of his body was still stuck in the mud and algae. As soon as he pushed Feng Ruohen away, he felt his body sinking.
She was so frightened that she quickly grabbed his robe again.
Don't you want him to care? Feng Ruohen curled his lips in satisfaction and remained silent.
No need to say anything, actions prove everything.
Qin'er glared at him and glanced to the side.
Bai Mulin looked at them helplessly, almost crying, "Can you pick me up first..."
Others had no idea what the situation was. They only knew that the regent and the woman he was holding seemed to know each other.
She actually... dared to glare at their prince.
Suddenly, Feng Ruohen picked up Qin'er, turned around and strode towards the camp.
He ordered without looking back, "Pull Miss Bai up."
Bai Mulin breathed a sigh of relief...she was saved.
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It turned out that Qin'er and Bai Mulin had already reached the middle of the mountain, and after crossing half the mountain, they saw the military camp where the Feng Kingdom's 500,000-strong army was stationed.
Walking out of the dense forest, the woman immediately saw an empty mountainous area below her feet, filled with neatly erected white tents.
Soldiers patrolled in groups, and sentry posts were under martial law from ten miles away.
Mighty, stylish and disciplined.
"Are you here to chase the escaped King Chi You?" Holding Qin'er in his arms, Feng Ruohen stood still and looked at her for a while, then asked.
The woman withdrew her gaze, looked at him intently, and seemed to think for a while before replying, "Yes, and no."
Feng Ruohen held his breath and smiled, "Yes or no?"
He just wanted to hear the truth from her own mouth.
She lowered her head, as if a little embarrassed, but she knew what he meant.