Everyone stretched their necks and looked in the direction of her fingertips, and the flow of people automatically separated into a path.
They couldn't wait to know who the "dear" in Jun Mohuang's words was, who was actually better than the fourth prince.
"Huh, pretending to be a ghost!"
Su Zhiyu was a little nervous just now, so she looked along the separated road, but saw nothing, and she was relieved.
How could there be a better man than Feng Yunyi in Huanyun? If there was, she would have taken action long ago.
As soon as this thought passed through his mind, a surging pressure swept over him from a distance.
It felt like there was a thousand-jin boulder pressing on my back, and I couldn't lift my head up at all.
Everyone present strangely kept bending down and saluting, with the exception of Jun Mohuang and the sixth prince who had just spoken to defend her.
Among the bent spines, Di Lingtian walked slowly.
He walked obviously very slowly, with an elegant posture. He covered a distance of several hundred meters in a few steps and reached Jun Mohuang.
His speed was so fast that everyone only saw a flash of black clothes.
"Huang'er, you are naughty again."
Di Lingtian reached out and scratched the tip of her nose, his deep eyes full of doting.
"Don't make trouble."
Jun Mohuang grabbed his hand, and he actually took advantage of her while she was acting.
"We've done everything these days and you're still shy?"
Di Lingtian leaned over and whispered in her ear.
The warm breath sprayed on her white and tender earlobes, feeling crisp and itchy.
"Stop talking nonsense and get down to business."
Jun Mohuang rolled his eyes countless times in his heart. They had done everything, but they just kissed each other and slept under the quilt.
And she was forced to do it. Is it necessary to say it so erotically
Di Lingtian's sleeves flicked, and the pressure on everyone's backs disappeared.
Everyone looked up one after another. It was a man who was like a king, with handsome and delicate appearance and graceful and noble demeanor.
When Feng Yunyi compared with him, it was like a chicken seeing a phoenix or an earthworm seeing a real dragon, and their true colors were revealed all at once.
Everyone had to admit that in terms of appearance, demeanor, and strength, Feng Yunyi could not compare to the person in front of them.
"Fourth Prince, Miss Su, you have lost. Now, it is time to fulfill the bet you just made."
Jun Mohuang looked at the two men with evil intentions and stretched out her white and tender hands.
Feng Yunyi and Su Zhiyu's expressions were uglier than their dead fathers.
"Hmph, who said you won? Can you prove that the relationship between you must be that kind of relationship? Moreover, this person's identity is unknown, so he may not be as noble as the fourth prince!"
Before Feng Yunyi could speak, a certain girl fan of his spoke first.
This statement was immediately recognized by most people.
"I have been engaged to Huang'er. If you don't believe me, you can ask the head of the Jun family."
Faced with doubts, Di Lingtian carried Jun Yangfeng out.
"Master Jun, is this true?"
"Yes."
Jun Yangfeng, who came behind him, had a bitter look on his face. He was forced to follow this man, and he dared not say so.
No wonder Jun Mohuang dared to be arrogant in the study that day. It turned out that he was leaning against a big tree.
"As for identity..."
Di Lingtian chuckled, a trace of blood flashing in his black eyes.
When Feng Yunyi saw the strange blood color, he suddenly couldn't stand and fell to his knees.
He was breathing heavily, and large beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Your Excellency is indeed of a nobler status than me. I am willing to admit defeat."
Feng Yunyi bit his lip tightly and neatly handed over the sword and a thousand spirit stones on his waist.
He grabbed the skirt of Su Zhiyu's clothes next to him, raised his hand and started to fight without hesitation.
(End of chapter)