An Yi's heart moved, like a little girl caught stealing food. She quickly turned around, her palms sweating nervously.
"What are you going to do about Liu Sun's matter?" Feng Qingchen asked in a low voice.
An Yi turned her back to him, and when she thought of his reason for keeping her, the ripples that had just appeared in her heart suddenly disappeared.
He only entered her room for fun. If it weren't for Liu Sun and others coming, he would not have entered her room because he was tired of her!
Thinking of this, An Yi's heart hardened, and she whispered: "Your royal family has no shortage of heirs, why do you want to hold on to Xiaodouzi, an illegitimate child? Why don't you take advantage of this time and let me go back with my mother? Now, we¡¯ll never see each other again, and I won¡¯t have to worry about you looking at me!¡±
Feng Qingchen stared at her back closely, murmuring at the corner of her lips for a long time, and whispered: "Who said that this king is upset when he looks at you?"
The man¡¯s voice was low and sexy, full of magic, and more importantly, there was a touch of unspeakable distress.
An Yi was about to turn around, but Feng Qingchen suddenly stood up and said in a low voice: "Your mother should be sleeping now. I will go back to the palace first. I still have some official business to deal with!"
An Yi was startled, turned around, and saw Feng Qingchen put on her outer clothes and strode out of the room, quickly closing the door.
What does this man mean?
On the roof, Feng Qingchen passed quickly, and the cold wind blew on his face, instantly cooling his hot body and gradually clearing his mind.
This woman¡¯s influence on him was getting bigger and bigger. He wanted to endure it by her side tonight, but Feng Qingchen found that he no longer had the concentration he had before.
Lying next to the woman, the fragrant fragrance of the woman continued to enter his nose. His throat was rolling again and again, and he clasped his hands again and again, but finally found that he still couldn't restrain himself.
There are firecrackers in the distance, it¡¯s midnight, it¡¯s Chinese New Year!
Feng Qingchen sat on the roof, raised his arm and touched his shoulder. There are still six years. After six years, the dragon's energy will reach its peak, and his meridians will explode and die. At that time, what will An Yi do? ?
Feng Qingchen lowered her eyes silently, and suddenly turned to look at Leng Jiu, who had been following behind her: "I heard that this year's martial arts conference will be held on the Prayer Mountain not far from Dragon City?"
Leng Jiu hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Yes, Your Majesty, this year is the martial arts conference held once every ten years. The Central Plains Wulin will elect the leader of the martial arts alliance at that time. It's just that I haven't always ignored the affairs of the world. Why did you suddenly ask about this martial arts conference?" Already?"
Feng Qingchen raised his eyes and looked at the crescent moon in the sky. It was a long night and he had nothing to do anyway. "Suddenly I'm interested!"
"Huh?" Leng Jiu was stunned for a moment, and saw Feng Qingchen's black clothes flying, and she was already galloping away.
Leng Jiuyi slapped his thigh, okay, this New Year¡¯s Eve won¡¯t stop again!
At dawn, the heads of five of the eight sects who came to participate in the martial arts conference were all in the hands of Feng Qingchen.
Looking at the stumps lying on the ground, Leng Jiu raised his eyes and glanced helplessly at Xue Lingqiao.
Xue Lingqiao was filled with gratitude. He almost lost his virginity when he was with Liao Chunsheng just now. Fortunately, Leng Jiu's signal arrow was launched in time, allowing him to finally escape.
In the past, he found killing people disgusting, but when he thought of Liao Chunsheng, he felt that men were more disgusting than killing people!
"Sir, Liao Chunsheng said that Concubine De mentioned Mrs. Feng before she died!" Xue Lingqiao stepped forward and whispered. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com