Chapter 1706: Princess Delia (11th) monthly pass plus

Shui Anluo stunned, and finally lay on the bed.
"Feng Feng will kill the king and the count, and then we can be buried together." Shui Anluo spread his hands, looking at Chu Muyi with a dead expression.
"He's going to show off. This big show in Country M, even with the youngest man who was owed to the fourth child 30 years ago, should give him an explanation." Chu Cuiyi said lightly.
Shui Anluo changed her posture and supported her chin with one hand. "Actually, you guessed it when you came, except that Bai Yehan designed to bring you in step by step, which is what you think, for Just to give your brother an account? "When Shui Anluo was smart, he could see exactly what happened.
Now Chu Chuyi clearly did not refute her to see the matter clearly.
"Chu Jiyi, are you so good to your brothers?" Sui Anlu suddenly asked, "Good enough, at the risk of me and my child?"
Her voice was very low, very low, as if floating from a distance.
Chu Cuiyi made a slight pause, but did not make a sound.
Shui Anluo put his hand under his chin and put it under his cheek, then closed his eyes, and said lightly, "So it is."
Chu Cuiyi wanted to explain, but Shui Anluo seemed to be asleep.
Chu Cuiyi stretched out her hand over the quilt, covered her gently, and lowered her head and put a kiss on her forehead. "I thought, you understand."
Shui Anluo kept her eyes closed, but she couldn't help cursing her, which really hurts.
But with the painful hair, she couldn't blame the man.
Because he did nothing wrong.
This country owes a confession to Feng Feng and a confession to Princess Delia.
This man, he understands everything, so he can not let his brother come to the wolf den to find out.
She knows, she really understands, but this can't change the fact that she is distressed.
There is no good place in the dark room under the fountain except for Princess Delia's ice bed. Feng Feng sat at the corner with blood stains on his hands.
The old steward always bowed his head and stood aside, as if waiting for him to fully vent, but Fengfeng did not let anyone approach.
Qiao Yaruan stood next to him, looking down at the bleeding wound he said, and slowly crouched down, "Fengfeng." She had seen Fengfeng look like crazy because of the family closure, so this time Be careful, and slowly approach him.
"Mr. Feng, can you show me your back," said the old housekeeper suddenly.
"Get off—" Feng Feng roared suddenly, like a furious lion.
"If you are talking about the diamond birthmark behind him, then I can tell you that there is a thumb-shaped lavender birthmark on the lower left side of the back near the lumbar muscles." Qiao Yaruan whispered.
The steward knelt on the ground and said, "Little prince, you are really the little prince of the princess."
"Get off—" Feng Feng suddenly got up, drew the housekeeper directly, and then threw it out.
"Fengfeng--" Qiao Yaruan quickly clasped his arm, preventing him from really killing the old housekeeper.
"Go, you go!" Feng Feng suddenly turned back and flung Qiao Yaruan one meter away. His eyes were red and he was obviously crazy.
Qiao Yaruan finally managed to stand on his own body, holding out his hand to the cold wall. "What do you say? Say it again?" Qiao Yaruan stared at him fiercely, angrily.