Yang Xiyue glanced at her with a smile, and in Feng Jiaozi's nervous mood, she reached out and gestured: "The princess's words are so heavy. You can control whether you are alive or dead, and you will be with this concubine.

What's the matter?"

If you don’t want to see Feng Jiaozi’s face, Yang Xiyue still can’t say vicious words.

Feng Jiaozi thought that posing in a low voice would make Yang Xiyue soft-hearted and forgive herself, but she had already done this, and Yang Xiyue refused to let her go. Thinking of this, Feng Jiaozi was so good.

His face was completely twisted, and his gritted teeth scared Yang Xiyue to hide next to Fengqingcheng.

He hurriedly gestured: "No matter what, it's good that the princess is happy. It doesn't matter whether this concubine forgives her or not."

Feng Qingcheng frowned, took Yang Xiyue over Feng Jiaozi, and sat down behind him.

Never ignored so blatantly, Feng Jiaozi completely held a grudge against Yang Xiyue today. Since that's the case, there was no need for her to think about her sisterly relationship before. Feng Jiaozi turned around and looked at the seat, and finally

Fortunately, I mustered up the courage and sat down on the left hand of Fengqing City.

Yang Xiyue's body stiffened.

The atmosphere of the three of them was awkward, and Feng Yuanxi was late.

After dinner, Feng Yuanxi spoke, "The scenery inside the village is good, so the prince might as well go out for a walk with his concubine."

Yang Xiyue looked at the two of them and suddenly felt that the two were quite compatible. One was cold and ruthless, the other was as gentle as jade, like a smiling tiger. Among the two, they were both of them, and they were both of them of high-quality appearances, so they were very pleasing to the eyes when they stood together.

It's right.

So, a cold and ruthless person said all kinds of love words to you in front of you, looking at you with affectionate feelings, your eyes and hearts are all you. Another is gradually becoming gloomy and perverted, and there are countless bad peach blossoms.

.In this way, it is no wonder that Yang Xiyue chose Feng Yuanxi in her previous life. If it weren’t for the fact that she had changed too many things in her life, would she still become like that in her previous life and finally choose Feng Yuanxi?

Before he knew it, Yang Xiyue thought to herself away again.

When she realized it, Feng Qingcheng had already taken it away from the mansion and prepared to go for a walk in the outside village.

The warm fingers flexed and gently flicked on her smooth forehead. Feng Qingcheng said in a low voice: "I'm coming back to my senses. If you walk like this stupidly, I'll just sell you directly."

Yang Xiyue glared at her beautiful eyes and stretched out her hand and gestured, "I am such a virtuous person, the prince actually wants to sell me? Will your conscience hurt?"

"No." Feng Qingcheng replied without hesitation, "Anyway, if you sell it, you won't lose money."

It sounds very reasonable, and the angry concubine decided to ignore him for the time being.

The scenery inside the Zhuangzi is indeed beautiful, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and it feels like the whole Zhuangzi is surrounded by mountains. When you look up, you can see the mountains dyed red by maple leaves, making up for Yang Xiyue’s regret that he did not see the maple leaves of Guangming Temple. In front of the three mountains

It is a vast land with only yellow wheat straw left in the ground, which is neatly arranged by the village names.

The night enveloped the entire earth and could not be seen further away. Perhaps because of their arrival, the village was filled with lit lanterns, illuminated.

Feng Qingcheng didn't say anything, but took Yang Xiyue to the edge. If it weren't for knowing that Feng Qingcheng and Feng Yuanxi were plotting something, her little heart that could not control would have begun to rebel, and

*** But now, although her heart is beating very fast, it is entirely because of tension, which is not the same as the one I imagined.

The cool autumn wind blew over, and Fengqingcheng's cold handsome face suddenly sank. Yao black eyes were filled with strange brilliance in the darkness. He reached out and hugged Yang Xiyue intimately.

Yang Xiyue's delicate body was stiff and motionless. It should be that the people they were waiting for arrived. They were thinking about it randomly. Yang Xiyue suddenly heard Feng Qingcheng shouting coldly:

"Why are you here?"

Um?

The sudden anger erupted from Feng Qingcheng made Yang Xiyue confused. She carefully moved her head out and saw Feng Jiaozi wearing a pink dress, holding her hands tightly, biting her lips and crying.

It turned out that the person who came was Feng Jiaozi, and she almost scared her to death.

"I...I'm just out for a walk." Feng Jiaozi originally followed Feng Qingcheng and Yang Xiyue all the way to this place. Seeing their strange behavior, she couldn't help it for a moment and made a sound, but unexpectedly she was

Feng Qingcheng discovered it.

The person she liked hugged other women and got angry at her. Feng Jiaozi's eyes became hot and tears fell down.

A messy footsteps came not far away, and Feng Yuanxi came to them in an instant and said to Feng Qingcheng: "Have you found it?"

Feng Qingcheng shook his head, his face still looked ugly. He didn't want to say anything more, so he hugged Yang Xiyue and raised his foot and was about to leave.

"Brother of the Crown Prince..." Feng Jiaozi was really scared now. She was not a brainless person. Now she finally saw what Feng Yuanxi and Feng Qingcheng were doing. But obviously, they were all

She disturbed it.

Feng Yuanxi's forehead bulged, and his ink-colored eyes were even more gloomy at this time, so people didn't dare to look directly at it. "Go back to me soon tomorrow morning! Otherwise, my father would never let you go."

Hearing the word "Father" and Feng Jiaozi didn't understand anything. Her legs became weak and she fell to the ground in a mess. Her face turned pale and her eyes gradually became dull.

Feng Yuanxi was full of anger and didn't want to see her at all. He waved his hand and ordered the secret guards, "Send her back, and did not give him any instructions not to leave the room."

On the other hand, Yang Xiyue knew that he was in a bad mood. He had been in a relationship with the prince for so long. If he was destroyed because of Feng Jiaozi, he still didn't know if the emperor would blame him for the matter.

The real father cannot recognize him. If he is still scolded by his own father, will Feng Qingcheng's heart turn evil again?

When Yang Xiyue thought of this, her heart suddenly became tight and she sighed silently.

The night was as cold as water, Yang Xiyue's eyes turned cold, she grabbed Feng Qingcheng's hand vigorously, and looked at the tree about four or five meters tall opposite without showing any expression.
Chapter completed!