"Hehe, I knew that opera is the best for me!" Feng Lixue, who was even more smiling at this time, boldly held Ling Guyu's big hand and acted coquettishly.

Her heart was like a broken riverbed and slowly moisturized by the trickle of water.

There seems to be a warm current in my heart passing through my small atrium.

But Jin Fengming on the other side looked at the excessive intimate contact between the two of them with a cold face, so his low voice sounded: "You are not the palace maid of our Western Jin Dynasty Palace, so who are you? What is your purpose in coming to the palace?!"

At such a beautiful moment, Jin Fengming's dead silent words suddenly said strangely in the air: "Is your purpose to save this prince and then seize this prince's trust? What bad things should you do for you?"

"I'll go, your mind is almost as crooked as that Jin Yun Sicong!"

Feng Lixue looked at the man who looked like a banished immortal like a play with her little prince Ling Gu, and she said speechlessly.

Then she looked at the man who seemed to be almost eighteen years old. He was wearing a goose yellow gold-edged robe, and the fabric seemed to be no worse than that of her.

And his face, which was like a flawless jade, was like a melted jade man. Even if he stood there quietly, he was beautiful and charming, giving people a sense of noble and purity, and transcendent to everyone.

‘It’s just that I just listen to him, and I seem to be a little stupid, and I can be seen in his words!’

This is the last comment on Feng Lixue’s mind!

Because she could feel that he was also a mild second-second patient!

but!

"Who are you? I don't even know you! Why are you talking to me?" Feng Lixue asked.

Then she disliked Jin Fengming and said, "I hate you guys who are the ones who are talking to each other the most!"

"You! Who has spoken up with me? And you don't even know who this prince is?!"

After listening to Feng Lixue's words, Jin Fengming, whose face was even cold, had a low voice sounded louder!

In such a dead and silent air, Jin Fengming said proudly: "I am the prince of the prince who is more than ten thousand people than the Western Jin Dynasty! His identity is thousands of times more noble than you!"

"Ah? Prince?" What is that?

Feng Lixue heard Jin Fengming say so seriously when she was six years old, so she thought about it carefully. When she was six years old, she sang the song "You who have come to my life" and that the prince of Nanyan Kingdom Anyang Zhaochen even asked her to be his child-raising princess...

So she said casually: "Is the prince amazing? Anyang Zhaochen, the prince of Nanyan Kingdom, is asking me to be his princess?"

"What?!"

"What did you say?"

At this time, the two big men present looked at Feng Lixue with shock and questioned.

"Impossible! You can see Nanyan's crown prince Anyang Zhaochen?! Who would believe it if you say it!"

Jin Fengming looked disbelief, his face still stood lightly in his posture just now, and his eyes were cold and looked at Feng Lixue, who was actually slightly moved by his heart.

When Ling Guyu heard Feng Lixue say this, his still-temperature eyes suddenly turned into a huge ice!

He picked up an assassin's sword, raised it high between Feng Li's delicate neck, and said in a deep voice: "What kind of person are you? How could you know so many things! Say! Who sent you here!"
Chapter completed!