Miss Poison Doctor

Chapter 1697

"Tsk tsk, what a pity."

Zuo Fei looked at Yun Chuheng's devastated back, and couldn't help sighing sympathetically from his mouth.

But having said that, he didn't want such a good fiancée as Miss Qing Ge.

His Royal Highness King Heng was really screwed over by concubine Chu Gui, Yun Chuheng and Feng Jinning, those brain-dead women.

While thinking in his heart, Zuo Fei let out a treacherous "hehehe" laugh.

Fortunately, those few brain-dead women helped to fuel the flames.

Otherwise, their lord would not have such a beautiful woman who could hug so easily.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Be careful not to be heard by our prince, and then throw you to the northern barracks."

Zuo An just flashed out of the imperial garden, just in time to hear Zuo Fei's sigh.

His face changed quickly, and he quickly reminded him with a serious voice.

"Uh, bah, bah, bah, I didn't say anything just now. You guys didn't hear anything, do you understand?"

As soon as Zuo Fei heard Zuo An's warning, he immediately had a bitter expression and spit on the ground.

Then he turned his head to look at the group of guards in black clothes behind him, raised his face, and warned them.

God knows, that place in the northern barracks is not for people.In his life, he never wanted to go there a second time.

"I don't know how Uncle Zuo is doing in the northern barracks now." Thinking of this, Zuo Fei murmured to himself.

While thinking about it, he shivered deeply again, and stood up earnestly, looking at his nose and heart.

...

……

On the wide lake.

Yun Linghan leaned lazily on the bow of the boat, playing the melodious flute.

On his left, a jug of fine wine was placed on the bow of the boat, which was also prepared by Zuo Fei in advance.

Not far in front of Yun Linghan, Feng Qingge danced with the melody seemingly inadvertently, her hands, eyes, body, and movements, no matter where she was, should be in tune with the sound of the flute, moving as she wanted.

There is a different kind of lightness and agility in every gesture.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute in Yun Linghan's hand became more urgent, and it played a high note upwards.

Listening to the flute sound, Feng Qingge danced faster and faster.

Ruyu's bare hands lingered gracefully, her skirt fluttered, her pair of smoky water eyes were hesitant to speak, and the streamer was dancing and gorgeous.

On the boat, Feng Qingge's whole body was like a flower separated from the fog, with beautiful colors flashing in the hazy mist.

The white robes on her body were flying, like a noble and unreachable immortal.

As the sound of Yun Linghan's last flute turned sharp, Feng Qingge leaned back and made a very difficult lower back.

On the surface of the lake where the petals were flying, Feng Qingge's black hair drew a dazzling arc in the center of the lake, she flicked her fingers, and countless petals swirled around her side.

sound stop,

Feng Qingge stepped on the last syllable, her figure made a perfect rotation, and her steps stopped abruptly.

This dance...beautiful and soul-stirring.

"how?"

Feng Qingge stretched out her hands to cover her little face that was a little red due to exercise, raised the corners of her eyebrows, and asked Yun Linghan with bright eyes.

With a sweep of both hands, the jug in front of him quickly fell into his arms.

There was a flash of light on Yun Linghan's finger, and the Long Ming Xiao in his hand had quickly disappeared.

"unprecedented."

With his lips slightly parted, he slowly spit out these eight words, his voice full of smiles.

The surprise this little woman gave him was truly unforgettable.

(End of this chapter)