Bancheng Fengyue

Xuan Yi struggled desperately, but his hands remained motionless like iron tongs, she suddenly raised her head, and said sharply: "Let go!"

Fu Cang looked at her for a while, this face, this goddess, her cold and alienated gaze - he was extremely cautious, extremely careful, but still fell into her trap. Pen~@crazy~! middle@! Wen~VVww.biChi.me first post, the hostility and malice locked in the deepest part of his heart burst uncontrollably, he wanted to hug her tightly just a moment ago, but at this moment he just wanted to tear her apart.

If he can really shred.

Fu Cang looked at her pale face, let go of her suddenly, Xuan Yi fell on Bi Xi's back, gasped for a while, then jumped up and hit her—has she ever been treated so roughly by anyone! Only him! Only this **** from start to finish!

Her resistance was instantly suppressed by him, and he pressed her hands on the stone tablet, unable to move.

The sudden intimacy, the indifferent attitude, entangled him but pushed him away, made fun of others and then treated him with the same attitude. He thought she was a child at heart, but he was wrong, she didn't believe anyone, she approached quietly, watching him fascinated by her with cold eyes, in order to make her feel empty and lonely.

Xuan Yi's slightly cool breath squirted against his chin, she was too aware of her viciousness, she must be waiting for an opportunity to bite him.

Zhu Xuanyu's drunken impulse boiled in his blood that night, Fu Cang let go of his hand quickly again, and took a few steps back.

He won't let the situation get into these ridiculous ambiguities again.

"To get rid of your emptiness, you should go find someone as depraved as you."

His voice was piercingly cold, and he turned and left after speaking. The wind from the top of the mountain blew his sleeves, and he stared at the dark silver thread embroidery on the sleeves that had been picked off—it was just the beginning, just cut it off.

Fu Cang frowned, and resolutely pulled off the long sleeve, letting it be blown away by the wind.

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Since the princess was recalled to Mingxing Palace by a letter from Emperor Bai Ze, Qi Nan has lived a quiet and busy life as usual. Pen `￥` crazy `￥` in `￥` text www.bichi.me

But being busy is busy, the relationship between the princess and God Fu Cang is getting closer, and Lord Xiaolong's practice has also entered a new realm. It seems that many things are developing in a good direction. Qi Nan drank a sip of tea happily. question.

Suddenly there was a commotion outside, followed by the priests loudly reporting: "The princess is back! Lift the rattan bed out!"

Back so soon? Qi Nan hastily put down his pen and ran out of the front hall. Sure enough, after a while, he saw the servants of the gods carrying the rattan bed up the steps. His little princess was lying on the bed, holding a **** thing in her hand, looking over and over again.

Qi Nan jumped, stepped forward and snatched it away, only to find that it was a piece of blood-red feather satin, the embroidery was exquisite and extraordinary, and the strands of blood seemed to be coagulated on the Jiguang feather, with a kind of Bloody gorgeous, very eye-catching.

"Cuckoo blood-red feather satin?" Qi Nan was well-informed, and immediately recognized this incomparably precious fabric, and was extremely surprised, "Where did the princess get it?"

Xuan Yi took the feather satin with a smile, and said: "I asked Ziyuan Weaver Girl to help make it. When I went, the cuckoo happened to be crying blood, and sprayed a lot on the satin. It was scary."

"Ziyuan Weaver Girl? Princess, did you run to the Sansheng Stone?" Qi Nan was confused, "How do you know the way? This cuckoo blood-red feather satin needs to use the feather of auspicious light. How did Ziyuan Weaver Girl give you such a rare thing?"

Xuan Yi waved his hand: "It's the master's homework. I also got the tail hair of the nine princesses of the Tianhu clan."

She took out the three windless tail hairs and shook them, very proud.

Qi Nan was so surprised that he almost jumped up: "You went to the deserted Qingqiu in the south?!" How did the princess of his family know the way?

Xuan Yi looked at him with a smile, and suddenly waved her hands to make the servants retreat. She sat cross-legged and said, "Qinan, I have another thing to ask you. I was stabbed by the Tongshan clan when I was a child. What happened afterwards?" of?"

Qi Nan was shocked again, he had been frightened by the princess too many times today, his old heart couldn't bear it, his legs were weak, and he sat on the edge of the bed.

"Princess...how did you know?" She clearly forgot the part from being injured to recovering.

Xuan Yi didn't answer, just said calmly: "I remember that I was taken away by A Niang, she said she wanted to go back to Cuihe, and took me to see the places she liked to go when she was a child. The same clan took us away and locked us up in Tongshan for several days. A Niang was forced to agree to leave her father every day, but she never promised once, so every time she got hurt all over her body..."

"Princess!" Qin Nan called her in a low voice, with a miserable expression, "Please stop talking."

As if she hadn't heard of it, she continued: "Later, people from the Tongshan clan thought of coming to deal with me. Auntie tried her best to protect me, and then she died. I don't remember what happened afterwards. When I woke up, I was in Zhongshan, not like It looks like I was injured. Let me ask you, how bad is my injury? Who saved me?"

Qi Nan burst into tears: "At that time, the princess... was injured very badly. The emperor and I went up to thirty-three days, down to Jiuyou Huangquan, and ran everywhere, but we couldn't find a way to heal the princess. Zhuyin's Wanfa is useless and invincible by nature, but who can understand that this means that it is very easy to lose one's life? Later... Later..."

While talking, he also showed a puzzled expression: "Later, the princess's injury improved overnight, and she saw that she was getting better day by day, but she forgot about her injury after waking up. Forget it."

Xuan Yi stared at him: "All of a sudden?"

Qi Nan nodded: "That's true, maybe it's the madam's residual spirit that protects the princess."

Xuan Yi was silent for a moment, lifted the hem of his skirt, and tore off the white cloth wrapped around his right leg: "Qinan, look at my injury."

Seeing the almost completely healed skin, he gasped: "...It's so fast!"

Seeing that his surprised expression didn't seem fake, Xuan Yi smiled and wrapped the white cloth back and put down the hem of the skirt: "This must be Aniang's divine sense protecting me. Qi Nan, although I don't know how to fight with swords, I am very well injured." Come on, is it considered a talent?"

She clapped her hands, and the retreating servants immediately stepped forward to lift up the rattan bed, and Qin Nan wanted to follow behind, but she said calmly: "I'm tired, I must have a good sleep, don't bother me."

Qi Nan is well aware of her temperament, usually her tone is in a very bad mood, and she doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone or anything. He had no choice but to stop, watching the princess on the rattan bed getting farther and farther away~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After taking a bath in his own home, Xuanyi was half lying on a spring stool with brocade cushions in a loose robe While drying her hair, she habitually touched a cloud of white snow, but the spotless whiteness made her seem to see the white clothes.

Later, she changed into a dragon body and flew to the Ziyuan Weaver Girl Mansion. She hid all the way for fear of being bumped into the dragon body by other protoss, but fortunately, everything went smoothly. Mountain.

Sure enough, it would be better to stay in Zhongshan. There is no **** who suddenly chokes the neck and shoulders, and there is no gentle **** who hides her eyes like a snake and scorpion.

She probably... really just missed Qingyan so much, and for a moment forgot what a terrible and hateful reckless Fu Cang was.

Wouldn't it be nice to just be with her quietly like this?

The wind blew past the emperor mulberry, and the leaves rustled. Xuan Yi took Bai Xue back and turned over. The gold ring in the other sleeve fell to the ground lightly, and she picked it up and played with it in her hand.

They all left her again, it doesn't matter, she still has the gold rings of Qin Nan and A Niang.