Chapter 16: Beauty, come again

Watching Fengchen Ling's figure gradually disappeared into the eyes, Feng Qingjue's vision gradually blurred, holding his arms, stood up, and went to the couch.
As soon as she lay down, Feng Qingjue felt a person lying on her side, and then passed out unconsciously.
For a long time, Feng Qing absolutely felt that his mouth was dry, so he opened his eyes and prepared to drink a glass of water. At this moment, the door was pushed open, Fengchen Ling returned, and behind him were a bunch of girl slaves.
As soon as Fengchen Ling entered the door and rubbed his swollen legs, he was ready to sit down. At this moment, I don't know which girl was calling, Fengchen Ling looked at the voice, and the tea cup in his hand was 嘭 嘭Broken to the ground in one fell swoop.
"Qing Jue, you ..." Feng Chen Ling couldn't believe it, how could Feng Qing Jue ... how could he ...
Feng Qingjue was surprised at their look, and looking down at them along their eyes, Fengqingjue just felt his head exploded—how could this happen, why would a woman lie beside him? ?
He stood up and wanted to explain something to the crowd, but found that there was no inch or thread on his body, which caused a few girls to laugh at it.
Xu laughed at him as a prince in the dynasty of the Fengyang Dynasty, just like the man in the Qinglou, letting go, dang, not, and embarrassing.
Feng Qingjue had to go back to the quilt again. At this time, the woman around him moved, and saw that she closed her eyes, turned over, and put her hands on Feng Qingjue's body accurately. She murmured, "Beauty, come again One."
At this time, Feng Qing was so angry that she angered her, and immediately kicked the woman from chuang, up, and down. The woman rolled on the ground, finally waking up, realizing what happened, and after a brief panic, she recovered the calmness instantly, Chao Feng said absolutely: "You are almost done, do you want to deny people?"
"You nonsense!" Feng Qing absolutely picked up chuang, the pillow on it and smashed at the woman.
"Well, it turns out that this prince is also a product of water, xin / g, Yang, and flowers."
"It's okay not to marry the princess."
"That is, otherwise I don't know how big a green hat is on the male principal!"
...
The maidservants whispered, Feng Qingjue's face was black and dripping ink, Fengchen Ling groaned, and then said to the maidservants: "Don't talk about this for the time being, wait outside first. "
"This ... I'm afraid it's not good for the princess to hide such a thing!" A maid told the voices of the maids.
"The princess blame it. I will take it all. You just have to take orders."
After hearing the words of Fengchen Ling, the maidservants were reluctant to say anything and resigned.
After seeing everyone clean, Fengchenling closed the door and walked towards Fengqing.
"Dust, you have to believe me. I ... I'm innocent." Feng Qing absolutely held Fengchen Ling's hand, looking at Fengchen Spirit with hope in his eyes.
Fengchen Ling raised her hand and opened the hair on Fengqing's face, and said softly, "I believe in you."
"Dust spirit," Feng Qing's desperate look at Feng Chenling's eyes was touched, but fortunately, at least he believed in himself.
"Say, who sent you to frame the prince?" Feng Chenling turned his eyes and sniffed the woman kneeling on the ground.
The woman raised her face, it was an ordinary face, but Fengchenling still caught a look of desperation from it.
"The prince asked me to come." The woman greeted Fengchen without fear, and said, "the prince said that he was too lonely, and asked me to accompany him."
After hearing the words, Fengchen picked up chuang, and the quilt on the floor slammed the woman on the ground, yelling, "You fart, I don't know you at all, how can I say these things to you?"
The woman knelt on the ground, motionless, as if Feng Qingjue had not scolded her at all. "Slave is just telling the truth."
Due to the lack of quilt cover, Feng Qingjue was slightly bronzed and her skin was so violent and exposed in the air. Fengchen Ling quickly took a piece of clothing and put it on Feng Qingjue, with some blame in her mouth. Saying, "It's like, just put on your clothes before you talk."
"You too," said Feng Chenling, picking up the woman's clothes on the ground and throwing it to her, "dress well."
Feng Qing bit her lip, took the clothes from Fengchen Ling, and turned around.
After soothing Feng Qing's absolute emotions, he snapped at the kneeling woman again, "Say, who sent you to frame the prince? What's the purpose of doing this?"
"It was the prince who asked me to accompany him." The woman remained unmoved.
"Slam," Fengchen Ling held up her hand, and slapped the woman severely, "said, who asked you to come."
The woman spit out blood from her mouth. "It is Prince Feng."
"Slam," Fengchen Ling raised her hand, and slapped the woman again, "said, who directed you to come."
"It's Prince Feng." The woman said without raising her head.
Fengchenling raised her hand and prepared to give her another slap, but Feng Qingju grabbed her. "Forget it, even if you kill her, she won't necessarily say it."
"Clear."
Feng Qing despaired of Fengchen Ling, shook her head, and then said to the woman kneeling on the ground, "You go!"
The women had obvious surprises on their faces, and it seemed that they couldn't believe they were so relaxed and easy to let go.
"What are you still thinking about? Didn't hear it? Get me out." Feng Qing absolutely stared, his ordinary face looked a little hesitant.
When the woman left her mouth, Fengchen Ling sighed, "Clear, why are you this?"
"Why? Hehe ..." Feng Qing absolutely looked up and laughed, "Dust, you don't want to think about it, I can go in and out of this princess's house freely, and I've opened you up, sneaking into the backstage of my room. Who can there be? "
Fengchen Ling's face looked unbelievable, "Do you mean ... wife?"
"Hehe ..." Feng Qingjue's ordinary face was a bit lonely. "Except her, I can't think of a second person."
"No, the wife is not such a person." Feng Chenling shook Feng Qingjue's arm and explained hard. "The wife sent someone to send us something this afternoon. How can I send someone to insult you like this in a blink of an eye?" . "
In the afternoon, send someone?
Fengchen seems to be aware of it, with his eyes open—difficult, is he really the wife?
No, he didn't believe it.
Feng Qing smiled desperately, "Maybe she didn't want to marry me, so she insulted me in this way. But fortunately, I'm not the man who honors your country after all. In our dynasty, it's the man who is heaven. Men can have three wives and four wives. "
He recovered the pair of adjacent teeth that Fengchenling had just met him, but Fengchenling knew that Feng Qingshu had closed his heart that he had just opened again. If you want to open it again, it will be more difficult.
"Dust, come with me!" Feng Qing absolutely took Fengchen Ling's hand. "Back with me to the Fengyang Dynasty, I promise you will be happier than you are now."
"Qing Jue, have you really decided?" Feng Chen Ling took up the last trace of hope and wanted to restore Feng Qing Jue.
Feng Qing laughed absolutely, smiling a little pale and a little weak, "It was decided, I came to the Motian Dynasty to deal with some things. Now that I have dealt with it, I should go back to my place."
Mo Qingli, you really let me down. Even the methods used against him are so poor, do you hate me so much? Feng Qing felt a touch of pain in her eyes.
"Clear, I'm sorry." Fengchen Ling took his hand from Feng Qingju's hand. "My happiness is my wife and master. If I leave her, I will not be happy."
"I understand. But she may not be the beloved one you can entrust." Feng Qing desperately looked at Fengchen Ling, looking at this only brother who was sincere to herself, a little bit reluctant.
Fengchen Ling's mouth raised slightly, showing a beautiful smile, "In this life, I'll follow her."
Speaking of this, Feng Qing absolutely didn't need to say anything to tell him to leave with himself. He held his fist towards Fengchen Ling, and said, "That dustling, take care of you. If one day, you have no choice, Feng The Yang Dynasty will always welcome you. "
After that, Feng Qing turned away without turning back.
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On the edge of the quiet and dark pond, a figure in a black cape stood silently, looking at the calm water without eyes, thinking of the pond.
A dark shadow gradually approached from a distance. It was the woman who had just framed Feng Qingjue. She came to the side wearing a black cloak and knelt down respectfully.
"Is everything done?" The figure in the black cape asked.
"Back to the prince, it's done." The woman knelt on one knee, arched her hands, her head down, and said respectfully.
The figure in the black cape gradually turned around and looked at the woman kneeling on the ground with admiration. "It's a good job, you know what to do!"
The woman looked up in horror and looked at the figure in the black cape, then lowered her head quickly, "Yes, slaves know."
"Well, that's fine. Then you can go with peace of mind!" After that, the figure in the black cloak was about to leave.
"Prince." The woman stopped the figure in a black cape.
The figure in the black cape stopped and spit out a word coldly, "Say."
The woman swallowed her throat and finally summoned her courage and said, "Please treat the prince to the slave family."
When the woman said, a white dove flew on the sky and landed on the left shoulder of the figure in a black cloak. He took a pack of feed from his arms and fed it to the white dove, and said, "Then It's bad for you to die. "
After all, he took the white dove on his shoulder and strolled away.
"Xiao Bai, you are not obedient." The man in the black cloak took the cloak down and threw it to the dark guard who followed him. The dark guard picked up his clothes and then quickly hidden into the dark.
The white pigeon sobbed twice, and it looked like it was telling Xiaoyao Yunyan that it was not intentional, it was just hungry.
Xiaoyao Yunyan nodded his head helplessly, "It's not an example, otherwise I won't give you food."