Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 72

"Heh..." Feng Qiwu interrupted with a sneer, "His Royal Highness, please come back." He is in a bad mood now, and he doesn't want to make false claims with others, let alone this Third Princess who disturbed his good affairs.

The young man's icy sarcasm was undisguised, and it was clearly in sight. The third princess thought she was honorable, so she couldn't stand it anymore, and said angrily, "Qiwu, you are so brave, how dare you treat Gu like this!"

"It's better for Your Highness to leave earlier, so as not to be misunderstood and affect His Highness' plans." Feng Qiwu walked to the bed without raising her eyes, and lay down lazily, unexpectedly, she was fearless and did not let her go. in the eyes.

The third princess strangled the young man's jaw, with murderous intent in her eyes, and said viciously, "Qiwu, just remember, if you want you to live, you will live, if you want you to die, you don't even want to live!"

She exerted great force, and the boy's skin was as white as snow, and she had pinched her finger marks.

Even though she was so threatening, the young man only nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "Slave, I will remember it in my heart from birth, and I will never dare to forget it."

The third princess left angrily, and the bustleman who was in full bloom walked through the door tremblingly, walked to the bed, knelt down, and said respectfully, "Qingyi is guilty, and the young master has been wronged. Please punish the young master!"

The young man opened his lips, and his tone was calm, "That's all, no problem."

"Young master, there is one more thing." Tsing Yi said with her head down, "The third princess has already taken the bait, and she thinks that the Nanfeng Pavilion is hers, and we can all be at her disposal, but the fifth prince... also ordered her subordinates to prepare the land deed. Good gift to you, what do you think of how to deal with it?"

"Let her alone." The young man opened his eyes, his lips slightly raised, and some gentleness slowly overflowed from those cold blue eyes, "Ah Jiu can do whatever she wants, don't ask me."

"Yes, young master!" Tsing Yi quietly raised his eyes, it's a good thing he didn't see it, he couldn't help being frightened when he saw it.Since welcoming the young master back a few years ago, it was the first time to see the young master smiling like this. It didn't feel very good, and he felt that something big was about to happen.

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【Ding!Favorability is 90! 】

An Ning, who was about to climb the courtyard wall of the Emperor's Mansion, taking advantage of the willows on the moon and the darkness of the night, said:  …

The golden egg system said again [not the target object. 】

An Ning: I know, it must be from Qiwu.

【…】Hmph, this system intends to be a cold and reticent system.

According to legend, the emperor's teacher loved his son-in-law Bai Ling very much, and built a pear garden and hid it in the boudoir.Flowers bloom in four seasons, and they fall without fruit, which is a strange flower!
An Ning leaped onto the wall, and the beautiful scenery was in sight.

The pear blossoms in the garden are quietly blooming. Under the moonlight, the young man is still sitting on the ground, his white clothes are floating.

His long white fingers plucked the strings, and the melodious music flowed out from his fingertips, which was like the cool moonlight and the burning pear blossoms.

An Ning wiped her lips, jumped off the wall, stepped forward, and stepped on the pear blossoms. The fragrance of the flowers was indifferent.

"Who is the person who broke into the emperor's mansion at night?" Hearing the sound, the young man asked lightly.

"Bai Ling, it's me." An Ning stopped a few steps away from him, "I'm going on an expedition, and I don't know when I'll be back."

The boy paused, and put his fingers on the strings.

"Your Highness, take care." The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and the young man opened his lips, but he didn't look up at her.

"That's all?" An Ning bit her lower lip irritably, "Don't you have anything else to say to me?"

Bai Ling stood up without saying a word, hugged the piano, her figure was absolutely immaculate, and she was indifferent to her as usual.

An Ning felt irritated, bit her lip, and continued, "Emperor Mother ordered me to issue a military order, ordering me to take back the two lost cities, and I will go to Nanyuan Kingdom in a few days."

Bai Ling didn't seem to hear it, but she was about to walk into the room step by step.

Damn it, she was really too polite to make her target not take her seriously, so she had no choice but to use a trick.

Guessing what An Ning was going to do, the Golden Egg System popped up again to remind [Host, be careful that the target person is forced to death by you! 】

An Ning: If you are forced to die, you will be forced to die. If there is no progress in this way, if the target person does not die, I will be depressed to death first!

No one can stop her this time!

An Ning made up her mind, ran over, hugged Bai Ling from behind, and tightened her grip.

The waist is very thin, the person is very thin, and the body smells good. The faint medicinal fragrance is mixed with the fragrance of pear blossom, which is warm and cool.

"Your Highness..."

An Ning interrupted quickly, and said anxiously, "Don't push me away! I just want to say a few words to you, just a few words."

With her face stuck behind the young man, An Ning said sadly, "It's been so many years, the battlefield is ruthless, the sword has no eyes, I'm not sure."

[...] Golden Egg System [Host, you are invincible, don't deceive other people's targets. 】

An Ning: I want you to take care of it!

Sure enough, Bailing didn't move, and let her hug her for a while.

Thinking of the pain of being rejected many times in the past, An Ning hugged him tighter and tighter, almost strangling him, An Ning didn't keep her head idle, rubbing against his back again and again.

If it wasn't enough, I moved my hands and moved up;
Standing on tiptoe, head raised and raised, lips kissed his soft black hair, not rejected, not looking for life or death.

An Ning took the courage to continue, and quickly rubbed over, imprinted a kiss on the side of the boy's face, just touched it, and left with just one touch.Then, like a normal person, she put her face against his back, pretending to be cute.

A warm and soft touch came from his cheeks, the young man's long and curved eyelashes trembled imperceptibly, his pale lips moved, and the strangeness in his snow-colored eyes melted away, "Your Highness, you can relax."

peaceful:……

Sure enough, she dodged people too fast, so she didn't feel anything at all?
The boy took her hands away and entered the inner room.

An Ning hesitated to speak, and began to doubt life, but a smile appeared on his lips, "Then I will leave first. If I come back from victory, I will definitely come to find you."

An Ning was about to leave, but there was a sound behind him. The clear young voice came slowly, "Your Highness, Ling is willing to drink a glass of turbid wine and wish your Highness a triumphant victory!"

Holding a cup in one hand and a jug in the other, the young man leaned against the doorway, absolutely out of the dust.

"Ahem—" The boy only took a sip and then coughed violently, his face getting paler.

Seeing that he was about to drink again, An Ning rushed up to snatch the glass, "Bai Ling, what are you doing?"

Bailing coughed hard again, wiped the water stains on her lips with her sleeves, and said coolly, "Your Highness will always be Your Highness, your Highness came to find Ling, and Ling must do it for His Highness."

Indifference, alienation, and cold eyes.

"You don't have to be like this, you don't have to be like this!" An Ning drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and threw it on the ground, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have come to you, it's my infatuated delusion to be sentimental!"

Hearing this, the boy's body swayed slightly, leaning against the door, he couldn't help raising his hand, wanting to pour a jug of wine into his mouth.

An Ning realized that he couldn't let him hurt his body and torture himself, so he snatched the jug again, raised his head, and gulped it down.

Throwing it aside casually, there were a few crisp snaps.

"It's my hall that disturbed you, Mr. Bailing, you should rest earlier!"

Covered by the sleeves, the young man's hand was holding on to the door beam and tightened. The joints were pale and green, and the fingertips were as cold as ice.Under the long eyelashes, a look of sadness flashed through his cold eyes.

(End of this chapter)