My princess is so pretty

Chapter 112 Did He Feel Painful For Her?

The city gate had just been opened, and only a few ordinary people went out.

Mo Liuli and Feng Xuanyi were sitting in the carriage, only showing a small face to look at the city gate.

Feng Xuanyi was still very calm, holding the cup made of jasper with one hand and the teapot made of jasper with the other, tilted the teapot, and poured out a cup of clear tea.

Handed it to Mo Liuli: "Come and sit down, they are not so fast."

Mo Liuli was forced by him to drink the tea a few times, and without the embarrassment of the previous few times, he raised his hand to take it.

He took a sip and clicked his tongue.

She doesn't know how to taste tea, but she can still taste how delicious the tea is.

The two of them stayed in the same carriage like this, which inevitably made people feel awkward. Mo Liuli pondered for a moment before saying, "Why don't you seem to be worried about Xiao Jiu at all?"

Is it my uncle?

Feng Xuanyi looked at her and said, "Why are you worried? They won't kill him, otherwise there will be one more corpse lying in the palace."

Although the reasoning is such a reasoning, Mo Liuli always feels that he is really cold-blooded and heartless.

He frowned delicately and said, "Is it true that there is nothing to worry you about?"

Feng Xuanyi's black eyes sank, he stared at her closely and said, "Yes, when I went to the academy's animal cage and saw you being thrown up by that Buddha demon gorilla, my heart hurt."

Mo Liuli didn't expect that he would suddenly involve herself.

what did he say?The cage time?Did he feel sorry for her?
At that time, she seemed to see a trace of worry flashing in his deep eyes, why?
She didn't dare to continue thinking about it, for fear that her heart would be very chaotic.

Silence, she could only timidly deal with him with silence.

Feng Xuanyi didn't force her, but just looked at her with his lips pursed indifferently.

Fearing that the pressure is tight, this little thing will run away from him with a decisive attitude.

After the sky brightened, the number of carriages, horses and people at the city gate gradually increased.

First the mission from the southern border left the city, then the mission from Xixuan, and finally the mission from Beili.

The burly and unusually tall guard was particularly conspicuous in the crowd, his fat body was covered by his loose clothes, and he limped as he walked, as if he was not good at walking.

The strange thing is that he is obviously bad at walking, but he didn't ride a horse.

A trace of murderous intent flashed between Feng Xuanyi's brows and eyes, but he quickly restrained himself.

Glancing at Mo Liuli, he said, "You stay in the carriage, I'll bring Xiao Jiu here."

Mo Liuli hurriedly got up and said: "Wait a minute, look at his hand, which has been hanging on his chest. I'm afraid that if he is in a hurry, it will be bad for Xiaojiu!"

Feng Xuanyi pulled his lips and said with a sneer: "Then it depends on whether he is fast or I'm fast!"

"No, it's too far away, we can't risk Xiao Jiu's life!" The little girl hurriedly reached out and hugged him from behind.

Feng Xuanyi only felt the warmth of his back against the softness, recalling the pair of jade-carved pink peaches he saw when he was pretending to be a drug slave, his body froze suddenly.

Taking a few long breaths, suppressing the restlessness in my heart, I turned around with difficulty and pushed the person against the wall of the car: "What are you going to do?"

Mo Liuli was so focused on Xiao Jiu that she didn't pay attention to the strange emotion in his eyes.

"I'll go, I'll approach him, he shouldn't guard against me!"

Feng Xuanyi's identity is too dazzling, as long as he shows up, it will definitely arouse that person's guard.

Feng Xuanyi stared at her with black eyes, and nodded in agreement after a while: "Go! The king is waiting for you in the carriage."

(End of this chapter)