"You're quite cute when you're angry. Be more angry in the future."
Feng Xingying was about to cry but had no tears. What kind of taste is this? Obviously when a man talks to a girl, he should make her smile more. Why does our Lord Leng like to see people angry
"I won't!" Feng Xingying straightened her face and sat upright.
Aren't you just riding with King Leng
Even if he, Prince Leng, is not afraid of rumors, why should she, Feng Xingying, be afraid
Qin Molin drove his Wind Spirit Beast mount like a gust of wind, carrying Feng Xingying and accelerating continuously, speeding down the main road of Ningzhou City and quickly overtaking Nangong Zhuo.
When passing by Nangong Zhuo, the ink jade lion king under Qin Molin sneezed at an inappropriate time.
Among the spirit beasts, level suppression is the most obvious.
A sneeze from the Moyu Lion King caused Nangong Chu's one-horned white horse to collapse to the ground, throwing the unprepared Nangong Chu off the horse.
Qin Molin just pretended not to see him and continued to drive Feng Xingying forward.
"Did you do this on purpose?" Feng Xingying squinted his eyes and glanced sideways at the furious Nangong Chu. He was in a good mood and asked in a low voice.
"Then how do you want to thank me? If you promise me your life, I can reluctantly accept it." Qin Molin's lips curved.
Even he himself didn't notice that when he was with Feng Xingying, the corners of his lips often showed an upward attitude, which was completely different from the usual tight lines.
Feng Xingying simply ignored Qin Molin's unreasonable troubles and looked ahead quietly, letting the onlookers point and point without the slightest hint of timidity.
Prince Nangong Chu, who was originally riding a white horse and being watched by the crowd and enjoying the screams and confessions of the girls, could only stare angrily at the pair of bitches who stole all his attention.
Just when his white horse regained some energy, another burst of smoke swept across it.
"Bastard!" Nangong Chu went completely berserk.
However, when he saw the words "King of Equality" on the carriage passing him, he could only hold back.
The most hateful thing is that the always low-key and restrained Wang Ping Nangong Zhuo did not hide in the carriage this time, but openly opened the doors and curtains to accept the crowd's onlookers.
"I heard that King Pingping has awakened and is now a spiritual being."
"Although she is a little young, her appearance is very good. My daughter is seven years old. She must be sent to Prince Pingding's palace when she grows up."
"I heard that something big happened in the palace. The prince was divorced..."
"Shh, don't say such nonsense. Don't you want your head?"
"That was the eldest lady of the Feng family just now, right? She's so beautiful."
Listening to the harsh discussions around him, Nangong Chu's face became increasingly ugly.
When did he, the prince, become so cowardly that he needed to look at the faces of some people
Feng Xingying, a bitch, had just crawled out of his arms and was already eager to get into Qin Molin's bed
I don't want to think about Qin Molin's identity, otherwise, would he be afraid of a young prince? It’s not just Qin Molin’s identity, but also his terrifying qualifications and strength.
Even with her delicate vase, she still wants to get involved with Qin Molin? Seeing that she was abandoned by others in the future, she would still have to cry and kneel in front of Nangong Chu and beg to take him in.
As for Nangong Zhuo, he is just a useless thing. His father is useless. He does not dare to seize the throne and only dares to be a stable equal king. Their family is destined to lose the opportunity to stand at the top forever. How dare he stand for that witch? Get ahead
Just wait, when he, Nangong Chu, succeeds to the throne, he will naturally find them to settle the matter.