Face is a Fu again, can just move, hear the person in the bosom low voice cry beg.
Heart suddenly a soft, as if there is something broken, just angry moment into nothingness, lips cover in the tears of Jian feather, extremely gentle will make out of tears.
With a low sigh, Gu Wujue holds the half comatose person in his arms. He doesn't trace the things that happened in Nangong any more. He just goes back with his lightness skill.
One night later, after the sun was high in the sky and the cicadas and birds were singing around for a long time, Murong Fengqing slowly woke up. Looking at the familiar tent top, he reflected for a long time before he looked clear. Last night, she went down the mountain with Gu Wujue to inquire about the artifacts of all ethnic groups, and found the beast spirit beads of Cang ethnic group. Then the three ethnic groups gathered and received a noble man, who was... Nangong feiran!
Murong Feng tilts a spirit to jump up, Nangong feiran comes, how did he come, what did he do here? Murong Fengqing shakes her head. She finds out that Nangong feiran has a big fight with guwujue, and then... A burst of hot air rushes into Murong Fengqing's face. The memory of last night's fragment comes back quickly, like a movie replay, and replays it in her mind quickly.
Last night, she just looked at Nangong feiran in a daze for a while, then quarreled with guwujue, and then there was an uncontrollable outbreak. Then, the lonely girl... Even hung her on the tree like a sling, and then violated her severely.
Murong Fengqing's face was cold, and he bit his lower lip subconsciously, but it was so painful that he took a breath. Thinking that his mouth was bitten by guwujue, Murong Fengqing ran to the dresser immediately. When he saw himself in the mirror, he was surprised. This damned guwujue, where was she bitten so easily? Her lips are red and swollen now, there is no way to see anyone.
There is an obvious wound on the lip. Although it is not so red after a night, it is still shocking. Everyone knows what happened.
How can she meet people today with such a face! Murong Fengqing is very angry and ashamed when she thinks about it. She was so miserable last night that she couldn't move in her lonely arms. Finally, she suspected that she would beg for mercy with her lonely arms... Cover her face with her hand. Murong Fengqing just thinks that she should dig a hole to bury herself. How can she be caressed by her lonely kisses and at the same time, she can't resist.
But how did she get back last night? She remembers that she couldn't find the direction in the southeast, northwest and northwest, knew nothing, and was in her room as soon as she woke up. How lonely was she? In that case, did they not find out why Nangong feiran came to the valley of the dragon and what was his purpose?
"Princess, are you awake?" When Murong Feng was upset and agitated, the voice of green rose sounded outside.
Thinking about her mouth, Murong Fengqing doesn't know if she should let people in, but it's no use not letting them in. Sooner or later, she has to go out, and how to explain to her adoptive father is the biggest problem.
"Come in." Murong Feng hesitated for a while and then called to the door.
"Princess, it's almost noon. Mr. and Mrs. Jun are coming for lunch. You..." lvluo thinks Murong Fengqing is still sleeping. After all, as usual, the princess should be practicing with her master, but she didn't go today.