Feng Qingchen looked at An Yi sleeping in front of him. At first, he stared coldly, but slowly, his eyes changed subtly.
The woman's hair was scattered beside the pillow, and the clothes on her chest were a little messy. She exposed a piece of snow-white skin, slightly undulating, and her red lips were so tender that you couldn't help but want to take a bite, but they were too raw to bite!
Ever since Feng Qingchen was twelve years old, she had never let herself fall into such an unimaginable passivity.
"I'm a little tired. Let's have a truce tonight and talk tomorrow!" An Yi pulled the quilt and covered him carefully and closed his eyes.
In the middle of the night, the power of the medicine in Feng Qingchen's body slowly faded away. He opened his eyes and sat up. The shadows of the trees outside the window were swaying.
Feng Qingchen stood up quietly, opened the window, jumped out of the window lightly, closed the window smoothly, and then landed on the treetops with a rising and falling body, swaying up and down with the swaying of the treetops, black There was no time to curl up the hair, so it was blown by the wind and flew up behind the green shirt. It disappeared quickly under the moonlight, hazy and erratic.
In the Duke Protector's Mansion, the night was quiet.
Feng Qingchen entered slowly, stood on the empty stage in the middle courtyard, said a few words, and then left.
An Yi had a good sleep, opened her eyes and pulled at the ragged skirt of her clothes, and then turned to look at Feng Qingchen sleeping next to her.
As soon as he turned around, he was met with a pair of sinister and cold eyes. An Yi wanted to escape, but was a step too late.
Her slender waist was caught in the man's arms, and she was suddenly pulled back to the bed, and was firmly pressed under him.
"You were so majestic last night, Liu Lanhua!" Feng Qingchen stretched out her hand and measured it against An Yi's neck.
"Be careful about your wound. I applied medicine for a long time yesterday!" An Yi kindly reminded me, "I only have a life, so I can't injure my wound!"
"Don't be hypocritical, who needs you to apply medicine?" Feng Qingchen snorted coldly, "You have ruined this king's good deeds!"
Anyi was stunned: "What good thing?"
As soon as An Yi finished speaking, he heard Leng Jiu's voice outside the door: "Your Majesty, the Emperor is here!"
Feng Qingchen raised his eyebrows and said, "Good things are coming!"
An Yi lowered his eyes and looked at the torn clothes on his body.
"Hide inside!" Feng Qingchen pointed to the inner room.
Anyi quickly hid in.
"I heard that the emperor's uncle was seriously injured, so I came to take a look!" Not long after An Yi hid in, the emperor came in with someone, and also brought in several boxes of gifts.
"Your Majesty, it's just a minor injury!" Feng Qingchen said softly.
"How deep is the wound?" The emperor asked with concern, "What does Dr. Xue's case say?"
Feng Qingchen said calmly: "It doesn't matter!"
"That's good, that's good. I heard that the emperor's uncle was bleeding all the way as he escorted Beizhennan back to Dragon City. I was very worried. It was too late last night. I was afraid that it would affect the emperor's uncle's rest, so I came here early in the morning!" Dragon Emperor! Looking at Feng Qingchen's pale blood, he felt very distressed, and then said, "Uncle, please rest well for a few days and recuperate. It just so happens that in a few days, it will be the day when the fifth child will get married, and then uncle will still have to do some things." Where are the witnesses!"
Feng Qingchen slowly raised her lips, "Okay!"
When the Dragon Emperor heard this, he became even more happy: "Then I won't disturb the emperor's uncle's rest. Don't worry, I will ask Dr. Xue to bring the best medicine from the imperial pharmacy to the emperor's body to nurse him back to health!"
Feng Qingchen didn't even get up and said quietly: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
The Dragon King waved his hand and drove back to the palace.
After the Dragon King left, An Yi also changed his clothes and came out. When he looked up and saw the boxes of rewards, he couldn't help but step forward to open them.
Holding the boxes of gold and silver jewelry, An Yixiao's face became deformed.
Feng Qingchen raised his eyes in displeasure: "Be careful that your saliva stains my jewels!"
