The sturdy favorite concubine: the remnant king is coming to the bowl

Chapter 119 Going back to the house and meeting an assassin

Hearing this, a trace of doubt flashed in Xuanyuan Mochen's phoenix eyes, he stared at her deeply, his crimson lips parted slightly, and his tone was suspicious, "Father really said that?"

Feng Qianya didn't answer him directly, she glanced at him and raised her lips and said, "Go home!"

After saying that, with a faint smile on her lips, she came out of Xuanyuan Mochen's arms, circled behind Xuanyuan Mochen, and pushed the wheelchair to the outside of the palace.

Seeing Feng Qianya pushing him out of the palace, Xuanyuan Mochen narrowed his seductive phoenix eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips rose a little undetectably.

Seeing this, Feng Ying behind them raised the corners of his lips, he found that when the princess was not fighting with the prince, they were simply a match made in heaven, the more they looked the better.

After leaving the palace, Feng Qianya and Xuanyuan Mochen got into the spacious carriage when they came.

Since she got up in the morning and entered the palace, Feng Qianya's hungry crescent eyebrows were frowned at this time, and she was curled up in the corner of the carriage like a kitten that was about to faint from hunger.

When Xuanyuan Mochen saw this, a trace of panic flashed in his light brown pupils, his handsome face was covered with a dark layer, his deep eyes locked on her and asked: "What's wrong?"

Then he stretched out his long arms, pulled her into his arms, hugged her on his lap, and stretched her frowning brows with his big white hands.

Feng Qianya looked up at him, with a faint smile on her lips, and her slender fingers teased his crimson attractive lips with a hint of playfulness, "I'm hungry, why don't you give me something to eat."

The corners of Xuanyuan Mochen's lips were raised, and there seemed to be a cluster of flames in his coquettish phoenix eyes that were about to burst through the bottom of his deep, pool-like eyes. As a result, his eyes brightened a little, and he stared at her with a tinge of heat, his knuckles clearly defined Caressing her pink lips with his hand, "I'm hungry too, you let me eat too."

After the words fell, he lowered his head like a noble peacock, and attached her pink lips.

But at this moment, the voice that made him want to run away came in very inappropriately, "My lord, there are assassins again."

Hearing Fengying's voice, Xuanyuan Mochen's light brown pupils were filled with raging anger, and his eyes became cold and cold. Did he do any immoral things in his previous life, and he was always interrupted at such a time.

When Feng Qianya heard that there were assassins again, she got off Xuanyuan Mochen's lap, opened the curtain, and jumped out of the carriage.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mochen felt a trace of worry in his heart, and a trace of anger gathered in his phoenix eyes, "Feng Qianya, sit back for me."

Hearing Xuanyuan Mochen's displeased voice from inside the carriage, Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows lightly, ignored it, and glared at the man in black standing in front of them.

She visually observed that there were about 200 people, their faces were covered with black cloth scarves, and their eyes were cold. It seemed that their attire should be the same group as last time.

Her apricot eyes narrowed slightly. Every time she and Xuanyuan Mochen entered the palace and left the palace, they would encounter assassins. Is this a coincidence or someone deliberately planned it?

Presumably the latter is more likely.

There is still a short distance before returning to Shengqing Prince's Mansion. At this time, they are in a street with relatively few people. Seeing this situation, the people on both sides have already closed their doors and hid themselves. The few passers-by did not dare to approach and left quickly. , for fear of harming them.

Feng Qianya originally thought that there were only one or two hundred people. At this time, on the eaves above her head, archers gradually appeared around her. After drawing the bow, she was just waiting to release the arrow.

Seeing this, Fengying and Yesha pulled out their sharp swords and prepared to fight.

"Princess, it's dangerous outside the carriage, you'd better sit back in the carriage."

As soon as Fengying finished speaking, the men in black on the eaves began to shoot arrows.

(End of this chapter)