Chapter 1932 It feels so comfortable to be held by the lady

Feng Qianshan raised his eyes and asked, "What does Princess Luan mean?"

An Yixiao asked: "Then how do you know that our ancestors have not forgiven Feng Jieyu?"

Feng Qianshan paused and said: "If the ancestors forgive me, an auspicious image will surely descend from the sky on February 2, but I don't know what kind of auspicious image it will be. It depends on the instructions of the ancestors."

An Yi admired Feng Qianshan more and more. What he said was really impeccable. By then, wouldn't Feng Qianshan have the final say on the auspicious statue?

It seems that the appearance of Xue An and the fact that Feng Qingchen has destroyed Li Siliang of the Gen tribe has created a state of even power in his mind. Next, it depends on which side the balance will favor in his mind!

An Yi came out of Prince Feng's Mansion and returned to the house. At this moment, Feng Qingchen had returned.

"Are you feeling well?" Anyi stepped forward and asked with concern.

Now, although Feng Qingchen has the Ice Palm to temporarily suppress the golden dragon phase, her inner strength still cannot be fully exerted. Although she doesn't know who Li Siliang is, the person who can give Feng Qianshan, an old fox, a headache must not be an ordinary person.

"Not good!" Feng Qingchen tilted her head and rested it on An Yi's shoulder. She lowered her eyelashes a little tiredly. Her black hair hung down like a spring, making her fair face look even thinner.

Anyi touched his body temperature. It was within the normal and controllable range, and then checked whether there were any wounds.

"Madam, if you keep touching me like this, I really can't help it. But I'm a little tired now. Can you rest for a while before satisfying me?" Feng Qingchen slowly opened her dark and elegant eyes. , raised his face slightly, and pecked An Yi on the lips.

An Yi said helplessly: "How long have you been joking? Who is Li Siliang?"

Feng Qingchen raised his eyes: "The news spreads very quickly. It seems that Feng Qianshan has been paying attention to the movements of the Gen tribe!"

An Yi asked again: "You killed Li Siliang just because Feng Qianshan met Xue An?"

Feng Qingchen nodded: "I don't need Xue An's charity. What I want to do will naturally be achieved by myself!"

An Yi sighed. It seemed that she was right. Feng Qingchen didn't want to owe Xue An any favors at all, but she also knew that Feng Qianshan would definitely not allow Feng Jieyu's coffin to be buried in the Libu mausoleum after seeing Xue An. , so Feng Qianshan can only see the benefits of cooperating with him from other directions.

"Is Li Siliang difficult to deal with?" An Yi asked again.

"It's not difficult to deal with!" Feng Qingchen said lightly, "It's just that running back and forth is really tiring. I'm too tired. Madam, please stay with me for a while!"

Feng Qingchen put her head on An Yi's shoulder again, closed her eyes, and pulled An Yi down to lie down.

An Yi stopped moving, just pulled the quilt to cover the two of them and waited quietly. After an hour, Feng Qingchen opened his eyes. Those gleaming phoenix eyes were full of charm and sexiness. He squeezed An Yi He rubbed his waist, his face towards An Yi's body, and whispered: "It's so comfortable to hold my lady!"

There was a faint green lotus fragrance on the man's body, which complemented the warm and intoxicating atmosphere that filled the room.

An Yi laughed softly and raised his head to meet his lips.

The sunlight penetrated into the room through the thin silk paper window screen, shining like gold, and the little lady under the quilt was bright and fragrant and the most delicate.

Feng Qingchen couldn't bear it any longer. She stood up and pressed An Yi under her. Her black hair was like ink, flowing down from her moon-white clothes. Her stunning face, her phoenix eyes, and her beautiful lips. , just like peach blossoms in full bloom, so charming and beautiful.