Chapter 256: The prince is waiting for her at the old place?!
When they came to a secluded place, Murong Wushuang quickly used the wind control technique while no one was paying attention, and flew up towards the ridge of Fengtong Mountain in the distance.
Yeyue's secret letter suddenly cooled down the excitement brought by victory.
Now, she just wants to find a place with no one and be quiet and quiet
Flying rapidly in the air, feeling the wind element sliding playfully across his cheeks, Murong Wushuang raised his hand and pulled off the hair tie on his head, letting his long hair flutter in the wind.
When she is in a bad mood, she likes to stay in places with abundant elements
That way, your mood will get better little by little.
Rushing up against the cliff wall, Murong Wushuang couldn't help but froze in place when he saw Feng Manxiu sitting on the high platform, drinking alone in front of the moon.
Seeing Murong Wushuang suddenly rushing up from the shore, Feng Manxiu was also stunned.
Moonlight is like silver
The wind picked up her long hair and robe, flying in the air
Murong Wushuang paused in the air, his figure as elegant as a fairy
"you……"
The two of them uttered the word "you" in unison, and then raised the corners of their lips at the same time.
That moment was very strange
Seeing Feng Manxiu's face, her originally a little irritable mood suddenly calmed down a lot.
"Come, this is reserved for you!"
Feng Manxiu gently patted the empty seat on the big stone next to him. On the stone, lying quietly was a black wine bag.
Murong Wushuang walked directly to the big stone, sat down low, picked up the bulging wine bag, and gently pulled out the cork.
A rich sweet fragrance immediately floated in the air
"It's pomegranate wine that's abundant in the Hongshan area. Try it!"
Feng Manxiu explained with a smile
Murong Wushuang brought his lips closer and took a small sip.
Slightly sour in the mouth, with moderate sweetness and a faint hint of alcohol.
The taste is distinct and very similar to the taste of Murong Wushuang
Putting her lips towards it, she drank heavily
Looking at her side face, Feng Manxiu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
From between Murong Wushuang's brows, he vaguely felt something
"This wine has a strong stamina. If you drink it too quickly, you'll get sick!"
He reached out and took the wine bag from her mouth, and asked with concern