"But you are the prince, and the prince is you." The sword slave risked his life and said these words with difficulty.
A few years ago, when he and Butler Mu accidentally discovered that the prince had two completely different personalities, he was also taken aback.
This matter, only a very few people know, is also the biggest secret of the prince.
This damn big guy, Ping'er looks stupid, but his mouth is smooth today, why the prince is you, you are the prince, is this a jingle
"You don't want to live anymore, do you?" Wu Zhong was full of hostility, his character was indifferent and ruthless, and he would not allow anyone to offend his majesty, even if the sword slave had served him for many years.
With a movement of Wu Zhong's sleeves, his fists were clenched suddenly, and the raging Yuanli rolled towards the sword slave.
Dao Nu, who was half a head taller than Wu Zhong, was picked up by him like a chicken.
Although he knew for a long time that the prince in front of him was another character, he was violent and cruel, but the sword slave never expected that his strength would be so amazing that he had no power to parry him.
Death was approaching little by little, just when the knife slave thought that he would die this time.
Wu Zhong's expression suddenly changed.
He felt that something was recovering in his body.
"Damn, how could it be..." Wu Zhong let go of his hand suddenly, his body bent slightly, and the expression on his face changed.
These days, why is the trash's reaction so active? Usually, I can control this body for at least a few days or even a month, but this time, it was only one night. Feng Xin, who was supposed to be asleep, woke up all of a sudden. .
Could it be... A scene flashed across Wu Zhong's mind.
He kissed Ye Lingyue, could it be because of that kiss that Feng Xin woke up early.
Before Wu Zhong could think clearly, the strange tattoo on his face and the ghost face on his body quickly faded away at the speed of breathing, and soon Feng Xin's complexion returned to normal.
The eyes regained clarity again, Feng Xin opened them, looking very weak.
"My lord!" The knife slave's anxious cry was next to his ears.
"Sword slave, have you found her?"
Seeing that the prince had become the original prince again, a big man like Dao Nu almost didn't cry, he choked up.
"Miss Ye is fine, she met someone from the Tiger Wolf Army, and she is fine now."
That's good, Feng Xin paled, noticing the fingerprints left on the neck of the knife slave, a trace of guilt flashed in Feng Xin's eyes.
Every time "he" appears, the people around him will always be hurt.
But this time, he called "him" out on his own initiative.
Wu Zhong, that is a devil who was born full of killing and tyranny.
However, I can't leave "him".
"My lord, Miss Ye is in the barracks, do you want to go in and see her?" Seeing Feng Xin staring blankly at the barracks, Dao Nu asked cautiously.
"I shouldn't get close to her, anyway, let's leave here." Feng Xin shook her head as if she had made up her mind, and turned around with heavy steps.
In the barracks, Lan Caier was still chasing Ye Lingyue and asking questions.
"Ling Yue, that person is really the Ghost Emperor Wu Zhong, Ling Yue, when did you meet Wu Zhong? Was it when you were in the Shanhai Gang?"
Ye Lingyue felt that she couldn't explain it in words, she didn't know how to explain it to Lan Caier.
To be honest, she and Wu Zhongzhen hadn't met a few times, but every time they met, they would say that they were messy and messy.
"Oops, that Feng Xin is in danger." Lan Cai'er looked worried, isn't it? A man like Wu Zhong is domineering and cruel. Xin to solve out.
"What about Fengxin... what about Fengxin people?" Ye Lingyue suddenly remembered why she hadn't seen Fengxin.
Lan Caier was about to tell Ye Lingyue that Feng Xin's temperament had changed drastically after she found out about Ye Lingyue's disappearance. , There was a man named Dao Nu who was looking for her outside the barracks.
Dao Nu came alone, and he told Ye Lingyue and Lan Caier that the prince had been found.
"My lord asked me to give these things and the letter to Miss Ye, saying that he is going back to Beiqing first." With a gloomy expression on his face, the knife slave handed Feng Xin's letter and a box to Ye Lingyue.
Open the letter, there are only two words on it.
"treasure."
Ye Lingyue opened the box, and when she saw what was inside, she was stunned.
That was Fuhe, the ninety-nine Fuhes she gave Feng Xin when she said goodbye to him in Licheng earlier, damn Fengxin, he actually returned all these Fuhes.
Ye Lingyue really wanted to throw all these lucky cranes on Feng Xin's face.
It's really good intentions that don't pay off, these lucky cranes are specially made by her for Feng Xin, and they also carry a trace of tripod breath inside, they can help Feng Xin and relieve her cold symptoms.
Ye Lingyue looked at Fu He, annoyed and furious, and simply threw Fu He out.
Feng Xin, this means that the two of them can't even be friends.
Ye Lingyue's mood suddenly turned bad. Seeing this, the sword slave could only sigh and left the temporary barracks.
On the official road outside the barracks, a carriage was parked.
"My lord, everything has been handed over to Miss Ye." Dao Nu looked at the lord on the carriage, and the lord leaned on the shaft with his eyes closed.
"Did she say anything?" Feng Xin asked softly.
"Miss Ye didn't say anything, she just threw away those lucky cranes." As soon as Dao Nu finished speaking, Feng Xin suddenly opened her eyes.
all lost...
Feng Xin smiled bitterly, waved her hand, and signaled the knife slave to push it down.
At the moment when the car curtain fell, Feng Xin couldn't help spreading out her palm, and there was a small golden square crane lying in her hand.
That was the Fang Crane when he met Ye Lingyue.
It was also the one that made the two of them bond.
The spiritual power above had long since disappeared, and Fang He also looked a bit worn out, but Feng Xin was reluctant to lose it.
"This time, she must be very angry. That's okay. In this way, she won't have to worry about my sickness." Feng Xin held Fang He tightly on his fingers. The cold didn't show up, but he felt My whole body was cold, and my heart seemed to be empty all of a sudden.
After the knife slave left, Lan Cai'er saw Ye Lingyue's expression was not right, so she hurried away.
Xiao Zhiyo and Xiao Wuya looked at each other, not knowing why the boss was so angry, but the two little beasts were still ignorant, they didn't know that this was the so-called love between men and women.
"Squeak~ (boss, calm down)"
Hearing a flattering cry, Ye Lingyue looked back, and immediately turned from anger to joy.
Little Zhiyo held the box bigger than his body with great difficulty, and wobbled it to Ye Lingyue's front.
That box was exactly the one he had thrown away earlier.
The Fuhe inside is still well preserved.
Ye Lingyue still couldn't bear it, and took out those lucky cranes.