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Seeing that the veil was about to be torn open by him, Feng Er couldn't avoid it in time, so she just stood there in a daze.

It was at this moment that the distant hand, which had been silent all this time, was lifted at the right moment. Only then did the Prince of Khan retract his hand.

Feng'er, who was drenched in cold sweat, quickly retreated to the side, not daring to get too close to that man.

He was still slightly angry on the surface, but his eyes also showed displeasure. However, the man didn't seem to mind. He raised his head and gave a boorish smile. "Don't blame the girl, this prince just thinks that it's hard for the girl to breathe while she's still wearing the green cloth, so why don't you untie it and let us drink from it?"

Seeing his rough and bold appearance, Feng Er really couldn't get angry. He pursed his lips into a smile and glanced at Kai Yuan, who was silent.

"Miss, please sit!"

The three of them sat down at the table. Their eyes were filled with sweat as they stared at Phuong without looking at anything else. Although there were usually a lot of men who stared at her, they would only look away for a short moment. However, this man kept staring at Feng Er as if she was a little angry. She originally thought that this man was just rough and bold, but now she felt that he was really crude.

"Young lady, drink. People of our prairie love people who can drink the most. "Come, let's drink together. Miss, seeing how well you play the zither, you should at least drink together with us in a big pot!"

With a thump, a large pot of wine was thrown in front of Feng Er, causing her face to turn pale. Qi Yuan slightly frowned, he knew that this vulgar man would cause trouble.

He picked up two glasses and said, "She's a girl. Never mind, I'll drink for her."

Originally, Feng Er was a bit troubled. She had wanted to drink so much wine, but now that Qi Yuan wanted to help her with the wine, she decided not to appreciate it.

With a smile in her eyes, Feng Er lifted up the wine jar that was as big as her head and said, "Alright. To be able to drink together with a hero of the Cerberus Prairie will bring great joy to our lives. We won't return until we're drunk."

She was not afraid of alcohol. She had learned a lot of things about drinking and punching during her years in the academy.

After a round of drinking, Phuong and the Prince of the Cerberus, Zabeltsin, began to drink together.

Chabu Bu Xin's servant, who was initially shouting at Feng Er, didn't expect that this dainty looking woman was actually so amazing when she drank wine. She stood there and gave her a thumbs up.

Although the people on the prairie were good at drinking, Feng'er was not weak either. The two of them fought back and forth, unexpectedly drinking until they were hot.

Not long after that, the three jars of wine ran out. Cha Bula slightly narrowed his eyes, and while everyone's attention was focused on the wine, he took action again, pulling off Feng Er's veil.

A peerless beauty appeared, shocking Chabu Qin to the point that he woke up from his drunken stupor. Feng'er snorted angrily, rose to her feet, and left.

Before he could even reach the door, Zabula Xin got up and stopped Feng'er, "That's right, it's just as I imagined. It's too similar! " "What happened?" He turned around and asked the two retainers whose names had also lost their wits. Do you think she looks like the Lord of the Maggs? "

Qi Yuan, who was standing at the side, could never have imagined that Chabu would be so rude. Although he didn't say anything, Feng Er saw the cold look in his eyes. Although there was a high chance that he would use an abnormal method to punish her after returning, Feng'er felt that it was worth it even if she could see his anger.

After the mask was tied, Phuong glanced at Chabu and walked out.

"Lady, marry me and be my wife. Only a beauty like you can be worthy of a hero like me. This place is not suitable for you. The grassland will be your home. " Zabala, who was standing behind him, unexpectedly said these crazy words at this moment.

Feng'er had experienced the unrestrained nature of a plainsman. Without looking back, she quickly left. Liquor also didn't allow her to stay in this place any longer.

Slightly smothered, she stumbled all the way to the backyard, then closely followed. Seeing her unsteady walk, she slightly frowned. "You can't drink, yet you're still trying to show off!"

"Feng'er glanced at him with her drunken eyes and giggled." Who said I can't drink it? Do you dare to drink with me? I can still drink from several jars of wine. I won't get drunk. In this lifetime, no one can make me drunk, unless … I want to get drunk! Haha … Do you understand me? People will never understand. Man, come, I'll show you how to be a real man. I haven't taught you well that day! "

With her body slanted to the side, Feng Er's hand restlessly rubbed against his neck and chest. Ming'er knitted her eyebrows, looking at her boldly. When she was awake, he dared not and would not visit her. At this time--

He wanted to see.

She was so drunk that her eyes fluttered. She had been practicing the art of seduction, and her beautiful cheeks were so bright that people couldn't move their eyes away from her.

As he embraced her, his eyes could only see her pure and bright look back then.

"Why are your eyes always so cold and emotionless? Do you want to be like him, a heartless and heartless person? He is the coldest person in the world. " Holding Ming Ming's neck, she spoke softly.

Like the sigh of a lover, but also like the whisper of a lover.

Hugging her, he flew back to his residence.

When he returned to the mansion, Minh found her completely asleep. She, who had fallen asleep, had a serene and pure expression on her face. At this moment, she no longer had the ability to disguise herself, nor did she have the air of someone who had purposely lived a long life.

All that was left was her innocence, just like before. After his gaze stopped on her face for two minutes, Ming Ming sighed in his heart, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Master!"

He hadn't expected that Xuanyuan Qiyuan would be standing right behind him, his eyes staring straight at Feng'er, who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

When Ming Dong greeted him, he raised his head and looked at him deeply.

"Some people are destined not to love." It sounded like a warning, but it also seemed like a persuasion. Upon hearing this, he was shocked and bowed, "Your subordinate dares not."

"Xuanyuan QIyuan only sighed a little before he cast a sympathetic gaze at Mingming." Go down, there are some things you will understand later, falling in love with an unintentional person, will only hurt the intended person. Love was the only thing that could harm a person. Before it even sprouted, he could only kill it. "Go to the Military Command Headquarters to report that she is here. I will arrange for someone to take care of her again!"

He raised his head in horror, wanting to open his mouth and say something so that he could stay by Feng Er's side to protect her, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. His lord had already seen through his feelings for Feng Er, and the reason why he didn't say it was to give him a chance.

As the guilt faded, Ming turned around and strode outside.

Qi Yuan slowly walked to Feng'er's bedside and looked at her face. He saw that she was sleeping peacefully, as well as her delicate nose.

The little girl who had been lying in the snow all those years ago had now become a peerless beauty. It was a pity that her beauty couldn't live on. Her life could only be used by him.

His eyes were cold and emotionless. He stared at Feng Er for a while before turning around and leaving.

The next day, Feng'er woke up lazily in bed. As usual, she called out softly, "Ice block!"

After calling for a long time, no one came out. He frowned and looked at the place that Ming liked to squat, but there was no trace of that ethereal figure.

"Strange, where did this guy go?" It shouldn't be? "

Not understanding why he would not see her in the future, Phuong frowned.

"Ice!"

Unwilling to give up, Feng'er cried out again. This time, a similarly ethereal figure walked out from the shadows, but with one glance, one could tell that this person was definitely not the same person as before.

"Who are you?" He coldly looked at the man wearing the hideous ghost mask. Actually, Feng Er didn't know if he was a man or a woman, but from the black clothes and his figure, he should be a man.

"Dark!"

This person's answer was really concise. He only replied with one extra word.

Feng Er walked up to him with interest and reached out her hand to take off his mask.

"That person dodged to the side without leaving a trace, drawing a beautiful arc." No one can see me except the Lord. "

His cold and indifferent eyes made him seem like someone without emotions. It had to be said that the person that Xuanyuan Qiyuan had sent this time had become even colder.

Seeing that she couldn't take off his mask, Phuong pouted and stretched out her hand. "If you don't want to watch, then don't. Help me change!"

Before, when Feng Er didn't want a maid, the clothes she wore were all done by a senior servant. Sometimes, when her interest was piqued, she would let the senior servant dress for her. Today, at this new arrival, she wanted to tease him.

However, it was clear that this letter did not give in to her tricks at all, and its silhouette slowly faded away. Master has instructed me that from now on, little miss, you will have all your living needs to be attended to by your maidservants and this lowly one will only be in charge of your safety! "

His figure disappeared without a trace. No matter how Feng Er shouted, he didn't appear again.

Feng'er still cared a lot about and was angry that Xuanyuan Qiyuan had interfered with the people around her once again. He saw the slight change in the man that had just provoked Ming Yi, but this man had been replaced by him. This sort of ending was naturally not what Feng Er wanted.

So when Qiming arrived, Phuong only turned her body away from him. In these two years, the relationship between the two of them had been quite peculiar.

In many cases, Phuong could be angry with him, or he could make her angry. In the eyes of everyone in the manor, she was the only one who knew that she had been doted on by him to the fullest extent of her abilities. All of this was just a facade.

She was only testing his bottom line!

"My dear disciple, why aren't you happy!"

He took the comb from the maid's hand and began to comb her shiny black hair.

"I'm happy. How can I not be happy? Especially when I saw a giant ghost by my side early in the morning. I'm even more happy."

When Qu Yuan heard her say such stingy words, he only gently brushed her black hair. In a short moment, he had brushed a very casual beauty with a phoenix hairpin, making her appear extremely alluring.

"These flowers can only look good when the hairpin is on your disciple's head."

"That depends on the man with the hairpin. Daddy, aren't you busy today? I thought you were supposed to be in the morning court? Why did you come to my room? "

Seeing that he didn't want to talk about the change of guards, Feng Er could only change the topic.

"The Emperor is sick today, so there's no need to go to court."

When Feng'er heard that he no longer needed to go up, her eyes suddenly lit up. She turned around and grabbed him. "Then can you take Feng'er out to play or to enjoy the fragrance?"

A hopeful expression appeared on her face. In particular, that pair of bright and spirited eyes were even more captivating.

How could an ordinary man be ruthless enough to reject such a beautiful person like her? However, Xuanyuan Qiyuan only gave a light smile. I will send someone to ask if your foster mother is willing to go. If she isn't, then forget it. "

"The passion in Phuong'er's eyes slowly faded away, and a hint of pain quickly disappeared." It doesn't matter whether you go or not! "

Her nonchalant expression returned to her face, but her expression remained the same languid one.

"In the end, the emissary of Great Hua has come to propose!"

The words that seemed to be safe and sound were gently picked out from Zhi Yuan's mouth. Feng Er, however, was shocked by what she heard. Was he going to marry himself? When Feng Er had been taken in as his disciple, she had a feeling that her fate was most likely to be marriage.

"Oh, which princess in the palace can go to the marriage alliance? I am very curious! "