"Let go!" Feng Qingchen was currently staring viciously at the woman who was hugging her waist tightly.
An Yi didn't let go. Xue An had already fainted. If Feng Qingchen went over to make up for it, Xue An's life would be sealed!
"Husband!" An Yi said with a shy face, hugging Feng Qingchen's waist and pressing her face against his chest.
When the man looked down, he happened to see the early summer noon light, which was white with pear blossoms, gently shining on the woman's straight and graceful collarbone. The bright red sash exposed a thin edge, as if someone had used the tip of khaodan to A stroke of paint, a subtle line of enchantment that touches the heart and soul.
Feng Qingchen instinctively turned her face away and didn't look at it, but when her eyes couldn't see, her body became extremely sensitive.
"Liu Lanhua, are you doing this for that Xiyue Xi?" Feng Qingchen said in a low voice, not wanting to surrender.
"No, it's for you!" An Yi raised his head, raised his fair and graceful chin, and stared at the man's cold and stubborn face, "Don't forget, when you were jointly dealt with by Longjin, Beiqi, and Wuya, Xi Tingguo is the only one who came forward to help you. If you kill the Western Emperor now, I know you don¡¯t care what the world will think of you, but ask your own heart, do you really want the Western Emperor to die?"
Feng Qingchen frowned and looked coldly at Xue An, who was lying on the ground.
Back then, when the Three Kingdoms united, it was indeed this useless man who stood by his side. Whether it was for An Yi or for something else, he did owe him a favor.
Feng Qingchen said in a deep voice: "Let him leave immediately, I don't want to see him again!"
Anyi nodded quickly, loosened Feng Qingchen's waist, and ran to Xue An's side to check his injuries.
The woman left the embrace, and Feng Qingchen immediately felt a sense of emptiness in her heart. Feng Qingchen raised her eyebrows, regretting that she agreed to Anyi's request so easily. He hadn't eaten his mutton and green onion dumplings yet!
Feng Qingchen stepped forward and slipped An Yi away.
"What are you doing? You don't want to regret it, do you? As an emperor, don't you mean what you say?" An Yi couldn't help shouting.
"Xue Lingqiao!" Feng Qingchen ignored An Yi and shouted back in a deep voice.
"Yes!" Xue Lingqiao appeared limping deliberately.
Feng Qingchen pointed at Xue An coldly: "Go and have a look, as long as you don't die!"
Xue Lingqiao raised her eyes and glanced at An Yi, who immediately pursed her lips, showing her initial pleading expression.
Xue Lingqiao immediately understood and cupped his fists towards Feng Qingchen: "Yes, Your Majesty!"
Feng Qingchen said in a deep voice, "Are you relieved now?"
Anyi nodded.
"Follow me, I'm hungry!" Feng Qingchen carried An Yi's body like a chicken and slipped out of the inn.
"Isn't there barbecue? It's ready-made. You can eat some" An Yi couldn't help but say on the carriage going to the camp.
Feng Qingchen glanced sideways at An Yi.
An Yi quickly surrendered: "Okay, okay, mutton and green onion dumplings, I'll make them for you alone. I won't let you eat the leftovers from Xue An, okay?"
Feng Qingchen was now satisfied. When her back was turned to An Yi, the corners of her lips could not help but curl up.
Feng Qingchen wanted to eat mutton dumplings, so Qu Wu showed up and killed a wild goat.
An Yi chopped meat and kneaded noodles. After working for an hour, a steaming pot of mutton and green onion dumplings finally came out of the pot.
Feng Qingchen ate two large plates with satisfaction, and An Yi could only eat one large plate with her.
An Yi¡¯s stomach is almost bursting after a barbecue and a meal of dumplings!
After Feng Qingchen had eaten and drank enough, she lay on An Yi's lap and squinted her eyes to rest. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com