Divine Doctor Xiaofei

Chapter 1702 Isn't this looking for abuse?

Luo Qingfeng was lying on the couch in the courtyard, contented, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

As soon as Mo Lingxuan walked in, he saw such a scene.

He clicked lightly, folded his hands on his chest, and walked in slowly.

"You are really leisurely and at ease, and you don't seem to be in a hurry." Tomorrow is the beauty feast, but the protagonist hasn't seen anyone yet.

Xiaofeng did the same for the past two days, doing whatever he had to do, as if there was no such thing as a beauty feast.

Luo Qingfeng didn't open his eyes, and said calmly, "Why are you in a hurry?"

Isn't it just a beauty feast, why don't you make such a fuss.

"Has the Ninth Prince not come back yet?" How long has it been? Are you going to the beauty feast?
"If he comes back, can you still enter my yard casually?" Luo Qingfeng glanced at him and said calmly.

Mo Lingxuan: "..."

Well, it is true.

Touching his nose, he sat down beside him.

Just as his butt landed on the stool, a chill came from behind him, and he immediately turned to look behind.

The handsome face came into view, he coughed lightly, and swallowed with difficulty.

"Ninth Prince, you're back." It's too clever to say whoever comes.

Sure enough, you can't talk about people during the day.

Feng Jinghong clasped his hands behind his back, his whole body was still emitting a cold air, the cold air spread in the air, and the surrounding temperature dropped little by little.

As the chill hit, Luo Qingfeng frowned and opened his eyes.

He was dressed normally, but his breath was cold.

"Where have you been?" Luo Qingfeng sat up and looked at him suspiciously.

His whole body was icy cold, and the chill that hit his face was thoroughly chilling.

"It's nothing, I just went to solve some things, in an extremely cold place." Feng Jinghong smiled softly, walked to her side, and sat down on her couch.

As the cold air enveloped him, Mo Lingxuan immediately jumped away, shivering violently.

So cold.

Luo Qingfeng glanced at him, then nodded, "No injury."

That's all.

Judging by his air-conditioning, he should have rushed back in a hurry.

"Naturally, no one can hurt Wei Fu." Feng Jinghong smiled, then stretched out his fingers and tapped the tip of her nose.

When cold fingers touched the tip of her nose, Luo Qingfeng immediately felt a chill in her heart.

It is very cold.

Even she felt it.

"You came back in such a hurry, did you hear the news that I was going to a beauty banquet?" His hidden guards wandered around the villa every day.

They were cautious before, knowing that no matter what, they couldn't hide it from her, and they seemed to be used to it.

"My concubine is going to the beauty banquet, so I naturally have to accompany her husband, but do you really want to go with him?" It is also possible for her to go together as a princess.

Huang Yuan'er, she is so courageous.

Not only did he spread rumors outside, but he dared to say that in front of Xiao Qing'er, and even dared to send a killer behind him.

This time, even if Wu Huangshu is protecting her, Huang Yuan'er will not escape death!
Watching the interaction between the two of them, Mo Lingxuan immediately felt hurt.

He was still healing the wound in his heart, when he looked over with cold eyes, he felt his hairs stand on end.

Ninth Prince, what, I'm just talking about loyalty, really, I'm just talking about loyalty.

Don't look like that, you're panicking.

Looking up at 45 degrees, he sighed secretly.

Why did he come at this time?

Isn't this self-inflicted abuse?

(End of this chapter)