Wedding night!I tore the clothes of the God of War

Chapter 239 Goodbye, That Slender Figure
Qianyun Pavilion was quiet, except for the two guards guarding the gate, there seemed to be no one inside.

The moment he walked in, Leng Ji's heart ached.

The mood became heavy in an instant.

Looking at Feng Yexuan's always indifferent side face like a knife, he whispered coldly: "In the past, at least Qian'er was with Miss Li."

Feng Yexuan didn't speak.

Leng Ji didn't dare to say more.

But what he meant was clearly expressed.

When Qian'er was around, even if Chu Qianli was grounded in Qianyun Pavilion, at least she had a companion.

But now, Xi'er was gone, and she was here alone, imprisoned for seven days and seven nights.

I don't know how I survived these seven days.

"Is he still in the dormitory?" Feng Yexuan frowned slightly.

He still vaguely remembered that he seemed to have said that she was not allowed to take half a step out of the door.

Leng Ji hurriedly said: "Go down and have a look."

Feng Yexuan didn't respond, thought about it coldly, and felt that the prince should have agreed, so he rushed to the bedroom immediately.

However, the door of the dormitory was open, and there was no figure of Chu Qianli in the room.

Leng Ji was a little uneasy, wondering if the prince would be angry if Miss Li left the dormitory.

Turning around, Feng Yexuan was already standing not far behind.

Leng Ji immediately explained for Chu Qianli: "My lord, normal people are locked up for seven days and seven nights, I'm afraid they will go crazy, Miss Li... I'm afraid Miss Li really can't stand it, so..."

Feng Yexuan's eyes remained unchanged, he turned around and walked towards the backyard.

He heard music.

A strange instrumental sound.

With his knowledge of musical instruments, he had never heard such a strange sound.

Feng Yexuan quickened his pace.

Leng Ji didn't know how he was feeling, was he angry?

Uneasy, quickly followed behind him.

The two quickly walked to the backyard.

Looking from a distance, I saw a girl sitting on a tree in the backyard.

She was wearing a white dress, a very special dress, light and fluffy, not gauze, but even more beautiful than gauze.

A head of long hair, without any combing, just hanging down like this.

When the wind blows, the long, soft hair flutters lightly.

The long skirt was facing the wind, and the sleeves fluttered, it was indescribably beautiful.

The most beautiful thing is her feet.

The smooth feet, from sitting on the branches, now hang down.

As the skirt was blown up by the wind, those snow-white lotus feet were looming...

Feng Yexuan's heart was hit hard.

A woman who has never had any decorations, elegant and light, but she is like a fairy.

She leaned against the tree trunk and looked into the distance, as if she didn't know that someone was approaching.

He was holding something in his hand, put it to his lips, and was playing a tune.

It is the thing on the lips, the tune that blows out, tactfully and sadly.

This musical instrument was something he had never seen before.

The tune flutters in the wind, a kind of indescribable depression, but also a kind of indescribable calm.

Even Leng Ji's heart slowly tightened along with this song.

Sometimes it is quiet, sometimes dull, sometimes it seems to have figured out something, and the next moment it seems to be suppressing something.

In the end, I was depressed and lazy, and I couldn't tell what it was like.

He quietly glanced at Wang Ye, who was still looking at the figure on the tree with no expression on his face, but there was a little misty air in his eyes.

I don't know if I'm tired, but the girl on the tree stopped before the piece was finished.

Holding the harmonica in his hand, the person is still leaning against the tree trunk, looking at the distant sky.

So, the lonely figure...

Feng Yexuan's heart was suddenly tugged.

In the past few days, because Chu Huaiyu's life and death were uncertain, he didn't have much thought about other things.

It's not that she didn't know that after she came back, she was destined to be lonely.

However, he actually knew very well that before Leng Ji went out, he would come to Qianyun Pavilion several times a day to accompany her.

He thought that with Leng Ji's company, at least, it would relieve her of the pain in her heart.

But he didn't expect that, goodbye, she would be so lonely and lost.

This figure is indescribably thin.

A person sits on a tree, as if he will be blown down by the wind at any moment.

As soon as I thought about it in my heart, I didn't know if it was a coincidence or what, suddenly, there was a big gust of wind.

The figure on the tree swayed slightly.

Although Feng Yexuan was still motionless, he could feel even Lengji, and the prince would rescue him at any time.

However, isn't the story of the beauty falling from the tree and the hero saving the beauty a bit too much?

Some, clichéd.

Could it be that Miss Li knew they were here?
Leng Ji was in a state of agitation. On the one hand, he wanted to see Miss Li get into an accident and the prince rescued her. The two of them had an opportunity to walk together.

On the other hand, I was afraid that such a clichéd picture would make the prince bored with Miss Li.

The prince hates women pretending to be in front of him the most!
Unexpectedly, Chu Qianli just swayed on the tree, but soon stabilized her figure.

Probably feeling that there is not much sense of security in the tree, Chu Qianli is about to come down.

Obviously looking like he doesn't have much strength, his body is so thin that he can't tell.

However, she just flicked her hand lightly, as if she had thrown something and caught the branch above her head.

After that, she sauntered down.

The whole picture is like a fairy descending to earth, so beautiful!
If he didn't know that he shouldn't look at it, Leng Ji might not be able to bear it and stare at it all the time.

Later, under a burst of cold air, he quickly bowed his head.

Miss Li didn't wear shoes, no, she seemed to have. The moment she landed on the ground, Leng Ji took a quick glance and clearly saw that she had put on shoes.

But those shoes...why can I still see her snow-white lotus feet?

As for the scene behind, Leng Ji dared not look at it.

No guts.

Feng Yexuan was also staring at Chu Qianli's feet.

Is Qianyun Pavilion already so poor?Why not even a decent pair of boots?
These shoes are tattered and full of holes!
Chu Qianli realized that there was an intruder in the yard almost the first second she came down.

Looking back, even though they were far away, their eyes still met Feng Yexuan's.

She was stunned for a moment.

After being stunned, my mood seemed to calm down soon.

Stepping on the pair of slippers that Feng Yexuan regarded as dilapidated, she slowly came to him and leaned forward: "I have seen the prince."

Feng Yexuan's heart was inexplicably blocked.

Thinking goodbye, she would blame him for protecting other women.

Never expected that, goodbye, she would be so calm.

Even, gentle and polite.

Feng Yexuan's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on her feet again.

"The people in my Prince Xuan's mansion are so poor?"

Chu Qianli lowered her head and glanced at her slippers.

After a moment of surprise, he suddenly smiled: "The prince misunderstood, these are shoes from my hometown, called slippers."

(End of this chapter)