Chapter 281

"How can that be?" The eldest princess was stunned. She didn't expect Murong Fengqing to give such a suggestion. However, she valued her so much. She was so cold-blooded that she didn't even have a few good words.

"There's no way to do that. Since the courtesan is useless here, I'll leave first." No matter what the princess wants at last, it's none of her business now. Let her do what she wants.

"No, this palace." What else does the princess want to say? She still thinks that it will be more useful for Murong Feng to persuade Raner here.

"Don't go." However, Murong Fengqing has just taken a step, but Nangong feiran's hand suddenly clasps Murong Fengqing's wrist. Although the strength is not big, it makes Murong Fengqing unable to break away.

"Ran'er." The eldest princess was surprised to see that Murong Fengqing couldn't draw her hand. She was relieved at last. However, he had a reaction and was willing to wake up.

"I'll give it to Qing'er. I'll go down to see if Ran'er's medicine is ready. If there's anything to shout, someone will inform me." The princess smiles at Murong Feng, then waves her hand and takes the people around her to leave the place for them

Murong Feng tilts the black line on her face. What does that mean? Let her and Nangong feiran stay here. They are not afraid to be gossiped.

Or long princess also so ignore the existence of hundred Li ink, when they this marriage is not a matter.

But now is not the time to care about these, shaking his head to put aside the superfluous things, now is to solve the people in front of him.

"Let go." Murong Fengqing opens his mouth to Nangong feiran and earns several times. He finds that although Nangong feiran is not awake, her strength is so terrible that she can't get away from her.

Asshole, this is just pretending.

However, the bed is still no reaction, suddenly like a faint in the past.

"You either let go or get up, or you'll take the consequences." If she doesn't let go, it's really stupid that she can't get a few silver needles out of her sleeve. There are so many ways for such a rogue.

After a while, seeing Nangong feiran ignoring himself, Murong Feng rubs nameless fire in his heart. He can't be soft on the rascal.

The three silver needles are shining white. Murong Fengqing pricks two needles at the acupoints of Nangong feiran's wrist. He obviously feels that Nangong feiran's hand has begun to stiffen. "Hum, if you don't let go, you wait."

When the last silver needle was picked up and ready to fall, Nangong feiran's hoarse voice rang out again, "Qing'er."

Nangong feiran hoarse mouth, hand strength is still not loose, Phoenix eyes hard earned earned, melancholy and pitiful looking at Murong wind tilt, "I have been like this, you can't gentle point."

He was really half awake and half confused. His brain only realized that Murong Feng was leaning beside him, but he didn't know whether it was true or false. He could only catch the people he thought he was.

But didn't expect, this wench is so cruel to oneself, calculate he already not sober, also don't agree to gentle point.

Because of this, his consciousness is back.

In the face of Nangong feiran's pathetic appearance, Murong Feng tilts a row of black lines. His eyes are slightly narrowed. Is he burning his brain?

"Don't play dead when you wake up. Let go." Murong Fengqing takes back the silver needle, shakes his wrist and signals Nangong feiran to let her go.