"What are you afraid of? No one will see it."

"Fang Yiai! If you keep doing this, I won't pay attention to you!"

"Haha, I don't like hard things."

"Then...what do you want?!"

"Hey! Next time I look for you, you have to take the initiative..."

…

After a while.

Two figures walked out of the darkness.

Princess Changle's beautiful face is rosy, her bun is a little messy, and she walks a little unnaturally.

"Your Highness, can you still walk?"

Fang Ying asked with a smile.

The peerless beauty in front of her had a cold face just now, but now she seemed to have been bullied.

This scene.

It gives Fang Ying a huge sense of satisfaction.

"You still have the nerve to say it?"

Li Lizhi glanced at him coquettishly.

Then she tidied up her messy palace clothes, took a deep breath, and returned to being the noble and cold Princess of the Tang Dynasty.

"Let's go."

"Well, Your Highness Princess, please come this way."

Fang Ying smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

The two of them took steps, their silhouettes lengthened under the moonlight, and gradually disappeared into the vast night.

…

On the palace opposite.

A figure stood quietly.

The night wind blew slowly, and the Taoist robes on his body fluttered, like a banished immortal who wanted to ride the wind back.

"This brave boy..."

Yuan Tiangang looked away from where Fang Ying and the two disappeared and looked up.
Chapter completed!