Mo Qingli frowned unhappily, "Didn't you see that this princess is talking to Mr. Sifang?"
"Princess forgive me." The maid knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowed her head, "I am a servant, I am anxious for a while. I hope the princess will forgive me."
The knocked Mo Qingli was upset for a while, and waved her hand, "Okay, okay. What's the matter, tell me!"
"Back to the princess, the prince went out early this morning. He hasn't returned yet!" The maid stopped kowtowing, but still buried herself on the ground, saying tremblingly.
"You mean Feng Qingjue hasn't returned yet?" Feng Chenling exclaimed.
From Mo Qingli's point of view, this Feng Qing is definitely not a simple character, and he must have a plan for coming to the Motian Dynasty. That night, when he was with Feng Chenling, Mo Qingli knew that he would not stay here so well and wait for marriage. It's just... what the hell is he trying to do
But she doesn't believe that anything will happen to Feng Qingjue.
"Wife master, can you go and look for him?" Feng Chenling looked at Mo Qingli with tears in his eyes, his face full of worry, "It's getting dark, Feng Qingjue is a weak man outside alone, how unsafe! "
Is he still a weak man? I bother.
Thinking of how he framed herself in front of Feng Chenling to insult and insult him, Mo Qingli felt angry, "There is no one who is safer than him."
As she said that, Mo Qingli prepared to take Feng Chenling away and have their bridal chamber festive night. Unexpectedly, Feng Chenling shook off Mo Qingli's hand, "Since the wife master won't go to find brother Feng Qingjue, then I will go by myself."
Mo Qingli was a little helpless, "Okay, why don't I go find it!"
"Thank you wife master." Feng Chenling immediately cleared the sky, hugged Mo Qingli, and pecked her face, "Chen Ling is waiting for wife master to come back!"
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As night fell, only a few pedestrians in twos and threes occasionally passed by on the street.
Mo Qingli cursed secretly in her heart as she walked: Damn Feng Qingjue, a zombie king in my palace ran out to look for you in the middle of the night for so long, yet you didn't show up.
A gust of night wind blew past, and Mo Qingli tightened her clothes. Ever since she possessed a mortal body, she not only became lethargic, but also felt cold.
"Don't—help!"
A cry came from not far away. Mo Qingli didn't want to meddle in this business, but the voice of calling for help repeated over and over again was really annoying. So, Mo Qingli took the breath away from her body, and quietly moved to the place where she called for help.
I want to see who is disturbing the common people's dreams in the middle of the night.
In a deep alley, several fat women stood together, looking at the weak man in front of them, they couldn't help but smile lewdly, "Little brother, come here. Let the sisters love you well!"
"Don't come over, go away!" Feng Qing couldn't stop backing away. To say that today is really unlucky, I came out of the princess mansion early in the morning, and after telling my confidants about the investigations of the past few days, I started to go shopping. Unexpectedly, those who wandered left and right would forget the way back home.
No, in the middle of the night, I ran into these women who were like jackals.
Feng Qingjue has always been disgusted with women who respect women like men, but helplessly, the women here look stronger and taller than this man.
Fighting hard is definitely not winning. In Feng Qingjue's mind, he was quickly thinking of ways to get out!
Seeing those fat women getting closer and closer to him, Feng Qingjue made a plan!