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Yun Zihuang was speechless, why was this happening?

She stared at her hands, tightly holding onto Feng Qingxiao's shirt. Last night, after she had fallen asleep, could it be that she had done something to him?

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His well-built pectoral muscles suddenly swayed in front of his eyes …

Silently, she let go of her clothes. No wonder her entire body was emitting his aura. It was because his outer garment was covering her body. A fragrance as cool as pine forest in the middle of winter, yet it also carried the scent of a man. This smell was very good, causing her to feel at ease. Even after releasing his clothes, the surroundings were still filled with his scent.

Liu Xiang was kneeling at the foot of the veranda. What did she see just now?

It turned out that the lord had walked out of the princess' room and left without a sound!

She raised her head and stared at the princess' door. She slowly stood up.

How many people knew about this?

"Creak …"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Nian Liu was startled and hurried over to bow. "Princess."

"Come in and get my hair."

She had never been able to comb her hair. Actually, it was because she didn't want to learn it. It was too troublesome to comb such a long hair into all sorts of styles. She wouldn't waste her energy and time on something like this. Fortunately, Nian Liu and Nian Bing both had a pair of delicate hands. They were able to comb her hair into a beautiful style. Nian Liu was a little absent-minded. She wanted to ask something, but he didn't dare to. How could she, a servant, talk too much about the matters between the lord and the princess?

Yun Zihuang was also in a daze as she thought to herself. He had already returned to Zhenbei City early in the morning, and had to ride her horse at top speed for a long time to be able to return to Zhenbei City. It was very likely that he had not slept that night. If she thought about it, it made sense. As a healthy man who had been restrained for too long, it would be strange if he could sleep with a beauty like her in his arms. Travelling back and forth for an entire night, he still had to deal with military matters when he returned. His eyes were bloodshot. It was rare for him to have a good rest in the capital, and now that he had returned to the northern border, he had even less time to have a good night's sleep.

Seriously, why did he come here instead of sleeping in the northern part of the city?

The hairpin in his hand poked holes in the dressing table. Unconsciously, the cave became "Piercing Wind".

Nian Liu quickly combed his hair, then retreated two steps before lowering her head. "Princess, your hair is ready. Would you like to have breakfast?"

"Yes."

After sending in the breakfast, she absent-mindedly ate it. As she thought about how Feng Qingxiao should be riding his horse and galloping back to the northern city, she didn't know when she would be able to eat breakfast.

"Nian Liu, when did he leave?"

Liu Xiang trembled and said weakly, "The princess is asking about …" Master? Master walked for more than two hours. "

She frowned deeply. It had been more than two hours since she had last walked. At that time, the sky had just begun to brighten. When she thought about how she had been attacked by the barbarians from the Northern Region on her way back to the War God City two days ago, she felt unsettled. "How many people did he bring?"

"This servant doesn't know. This servant will go ask them right away."

"Halt."

Feng Qingxiao had returned in a low-key manner and had gone into hiding. If this matter were to spread, it would be inappropriate. She pondered for a moment. The War God had returned. No one else knew about it, so the Iron Guard that was left behind to guard the marshal's residence definitely knew. "Call the leader who was in charge of the security last night over here."

"Yes."

Seeing Feng Dingdang being carried in, Yun Zihuang was speechless. How could this man be so heavily injured? Last night he was on the night shift, guarding the marshal's residence?

Do you have to be so dutiful?

Actually, the wind was definitely because it was too painful and he couldn't sleep, so he just let his subordinates carry him around, patrol and dispatch him around the marshal's residence. The night before, when Feng Qingxiao had quietly returned to the Commander's Mansion, he obviously knew that his lord had called for the armoury to hand over the design of the crossbows to the leader in charge of making them. He personally saw his lord return to the courtyard and enter the princess' room. Of course, he personally saw his lord out of the manor.

"Last night, the Wind Division was personally on guard?"

Feng Ming wanted to get up, but Yun Zihuang raised her hand: "Don't move, or else I'll give you some medicine that will make you wish you were dead."

He could only lie down on the stretcher and clasp his hands together, "This general pays his respects to the princess. May the princess address me directly by my name. This general is a small bodyguard next to the princess."

"He … How many people do you have with you, Master? "

"Reporting to Princess, Master only brought a few people with him."

Her eyebrows were twisted into a twist as she stared at Feng Dingdang, "When he came, he only brought a few people with him?"

"Yes."

"You want him to bring a few people back?"

The lord was extremely fond of the princess, and had actually come back from the northern part of town in the middle of the night. He had only come back to see the princess once, to sleep with her for a while, and then left before the sun rose, leaving him at a loss as to what to say. However, from this incident, it could be seen that his lord's feelings for the princess were incomparably deep. This caused him to be even more respectful towards the princess.

"How dare I say too much about my lord?"

He lowered his head in embarrassment and said that as he carried his two subordinates from the Iron Guard, they knew about this as well. Originally, they would never have mentioned this matter, nor would they have spread the news of their lord sneaking into the princess' room. After all, the princess was still a girl in a pavilion and had never married her lord. If people were to find out about this, it would harm the princess' reputation. What they didn't expect was that this princess didn't know what being reserved meant at all. She had actually said it herself, without the slightest shyness.

"It's your body that's getting hit, how did your head break? Don't they know that by secretly sending a team of Iron Guards to escort him back? "

Feng Ming purposely ignored her. The princess was very rude and said "he" nonchalantly. She did not even address him respectfully as' my lord '. He had long since learned from Wind Blade and the Iron Guard that in the capital, the princess had been extremely rude to her lord. She had often shouted and scolded, and had even scolded her lord many times.

He had heard of this before, but had never seen it happen because he had been ordered to do so. From the looks of it, those words were most likely true.

"Yes, I was careless. Is the princess worried about my lord's safety?"

Yun Zihuang suddenly became silent. That night, she had almost died at the hands of the barbarians of the Northern Region on her way back from the Northern City. Because she was worried about Feng Qingxiao's safety, she called Feng Ding over to inquire. However, after being asked by Feng Dingdang, she felt slightly annoyed in her heart, "The War God King of the northern border naturally has your people to worry about. I'm the one meddling in this matter."

After saying that, she walked out of the courtyard. Her heart was in her throat!

He decided to go to the military hospital. He shouldn't ask Feng Dingdang about it. He could deeply feel that what happened just now had a high chance of being spread to Feng Qingxiao. She turned around and fiercely stared at Feng Dingdang and the two Iron Guards, "Remember what I said just now. You guys will rot in your stomachs. If you dare to tell him, I'll turn you bastards into mutes!"