The corner of Liu Feng's mouth trembled.
His family's prince is afraid that he is being sentimental!
"Master is supercilious." Liu Feng raised his eyebrows, and tentatively said, "This subordinate just saw Miss Dongmei in Wangfei's room leaving the mansion, so I came to ask you, do you want to follow?"
Murong Qianjue looked excited just now, and the corners of his mouth were raised, but instantly tightened, "As long as you don't enter the palace, you can do whatever you want."
As soon as the words came out, Murong Qianjue's brows furrowed into a ball.
What... what do you mean
Now he wants to send someone to follow the whereabouts of a little girl in her room
Why? !
They just left him alone in Taiye Pond!
"yes."
Liu Feng got the order and turned around to leave.
"Wait!" Murong Qianjue yelled at her, "Come back! She can do whatever she wants! Don't worry about it!"
"But the master, the one in the palace, has a deep scheming mind, in case the princess is tricked..."
Liu Feng lowered his brows, before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Murong Qianjue sharply, "If you're scheming, let it be! When my king was being schemed, I didn't see how worried he was!"
Liu Feng was slightly taken aback, "That's good, my subordinates won't follow."
Murong Qianjue smashed the teacup in front of him with a "crack", his eyebrows twitched violently, "Don't follow? Why did this king raise such an idler as you in Prince Gong's mansion?!"
Liu Feng froze in place.
The master's mind became more and more changeable, and he couldn't figure it out.
In the end, Liu Feng didn't say whether to follow or not, but silently nodded towards Murong Qianjue, saying, "I understand."
Immediately, he left the house.
Murong Qianjue lay down on the soft couch by the window, staring sideways at the lights in the next room, his deep eyes glowing with a light purple, without blinking.
Dongmei is out of the house
So what is the girl's plan
To deal with the one in the palace
ridiculous!
It's ridiculous!
Zongzheng Fusu had already been sleeping in the depths of this body, but that girl still didn't give up, planning for him everywhere!
Even if she tried her best to snatch a country from Shen Zhaoyu, Zongzheng Fusu, that short-lived ghost, probably wouldn't have the chance to enjoy the country with her, right? !
The more Murong Qianjue thought about it, the angrier he became, his eyes seemed to have taken root in the window of the next room, and he wanted to see why!
Leave him alive and don't want it!
Do you have to think about that Zongzheng Fusu who can't wake up? !
ridiculous!
I don't know how long it took, Dongfang Jing asked Yingxue and Fanxing to turn off the lights, and the entire backyard was suddenly pitch black.
Murong Qianjue suddenly turned over, jumped up from the soft couch, took Yan Qi's mask from a long time ago, put it on, put on a black robe, and jumped out of the skylight.
Yingxue and Fanxing turned off the lights, went out of the house, and went back to the other room to rest.
Murong Qianjue lurked on the old elm tree in the backyard for a long time, until he made sure that there was no one in front of Dongfang Jing's door, and then flew down.
He was so good at lightness that almost no one noticed, he had already held the sword in one hand and sat down leaning against the threshold.
Like so many late nights, he closed his eyes, guarded the woman in the room, and fell asleep peacefully.
…
Inside the house, Dongfang Jing only felt that the wind was too strong tonight, and the big elm outside the door was rustling, and it might rain.
In the yard, there is a Pansy that she has carefully transplanted. It is very delicate, and if it is not careful, it may die young.
The pansy is extremely important for the fourth brother's illness.
Dongfang Jing tossed and turned, turned over and sat up from the bed.