"Ye Ling!"

Xiao Fengting called the name of the leader of his secret guard, but what suddenly caught his eye was a slender back.

The man was wearing a bright and shiny purple dress, which was unique to the Great Xia Dynasty and worth a thousand gold.

He sat in the seat with his back facing the entrance of the tent, lowered his head slightly, as if he was staring at something in his hand.

If you look at it at a glance, if you don’t pay attention, you will easily mistakenly recognize him as himself.

I vaguely felt that the back of the person in front of me was extremely familiar, and a certain idea even flashed through my mind, but it was quickly rejected by him.

That man is far away in the Great Xia Imperial Capital, how could he appear here?

So, after the faint hope was forcibly shattered by himself, a trace of faint anger similar to shame and anger appeared in his heart.

What do the soldiers of the Manchu army eat?

He actually casually broke into the coach's tent?!

Xiao Fengting's delicate eyebrows sank, and a little cold look was swept up, and his bright lips revealed a cold question: "—Who are you?"

Without waiting for Fenghua to answer, the gorgeous and clear voice sounded again, with a faint murderous intent.

"Put down your things and get out of here!"

"roll?"

The slender purple shadow turned around while the tone was faint.

"Since the prince doesn't want to see me, then I'll go back."

“…”

Xiao Fengting was stunned for a moment.

The young man in purple has a bright and eye-catching face, and his eyebrows and eyes are delicate and dizzy in the dim light, as if a breathtaking light flows.

He glanced at the end of his eyes and raised his eyes slightly, which was exactly what Xiao Fengting looked familiar with.

Fenghua put a few letter papers in his hand on the desk and smiled carelessly.

"Prince, say goodbye."

“…”

As he passed by, His Highness Regent finally came to his senses, stretched out his fair and slender hand, and grabbed the slender and delicate wrist.

Fenghua looked back, and a cold smell flowed in her smile. She bet on Xiao Fengting's words, saying:

"Oh. The prince doesn't want to see me so much. Please don't do anything like this in the future, as he loses his identity as a prince."

"A Jin..." Xiao Fengting stretched out his hand from behind, tightly locked his slender waist, buried his head between the black hair and the white jade neck, and the end of his nose was the faint fragrance of a girl, as if he was in a dream: "...Is it you?"

After blurting out his words, His Highness, the regent, who was so amazing and the most powerful in the world, suddenly realized that he had asked nonsense.

If it's not her, who is it?

The soft body in the arms and the rich fragrance at the end of the nose are all real.

His Highness the Regent's calmness and reason come back instantly.

Xiao Fengting slightly let go of Fenghua, wore a green ring, and held his slender and beautiful hands on his slender and thin shoulders, slowly turning the person from his arms.
Chapter completed!