Evil Phoenix Rebirth: Emperor Zun, God-defying Favorite

Chapter 344
Steward Ruan was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head to look at Di Youming.

Yi Fan and Yi Ran were quite shocked.

The word 'Yan'er' made the three of them self-evident.

Not just them.

Feng Manqing beside Lu Zhi looked a little too nervous.

Standing beside Butler Ruan, Feng Tianjiu looked at Di Youming, who had a pale and beautiful face, and leaned over very politely, "Lord Ming, are you looking for Qinyan?"

Last time in the palace, Feng Tianjiu found that Ming Zun was a little concerned about his sister.

"Didn't Yan'er leave Zhen Guo Gong's mansion?" Di Youming stared coldly at Feng Tianjiu with his deep and beautiful eyes.

Feng Tianjiu felt a chill suppressing himself.

Steward Ruan raised his head tremblingly and looked at Di Youming, who was well-dressed and distinguished. He mentioned that there was a world of difference between Miss Qinyan and their language.

Steward Ruan immediately bowed to Di Youming and said: "My lord, our lady was resting in the tent last night, but this morning, we woke up and couldn't see her, so we are going to look for her now."

Butler Ruan hurriedly explained to Di Youming, and also hurried to find Feng Qinyan.

Di Youming's deep and beautiful eyes froze, his face turned pale again, and he immediately lowered his eyes to look at Long Yanjie in his hand.

Long Yanjie's upper position remains unchanged.

Butler Ruan clearly felt that the honorable man in front of him didn't care about his young lady as usual.

At this moment, a scarred figure and a little white orphan wearing a black blindfold appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone looked surprised.

Behind Di Youming stood Feng Qinyan with a pale and delicate complexion. The two of them, one in front of the other, were both so beautiful that they couldn't be compared to otherworldly.

Feng Qinyan was in a state of embarrassment, which did not diminish her beauty at all.

Her blue hair drooped down, and in her sickly beauty, there was a cold breath that strangers should not enter.

The slender white jade fingers supported the tree trunk beside him.

Feng Qinyan ignored everyone's shock after seeing her.

With a pair of beautiful eyes imprinted with datura flowers, the world-resisting cold breath gradually faded, falling on the invincible figure from behind.

why did he come here.

At this moment, Feng Qinyan, who can be blown by a gust of wind, looks at Di Youming's back, and for some reason, wants to fall into his arms.

It seems that from the bottom of my heart, I miss him.

"Di Youming." A thin, clear and pleasant voice came from behind Di Youming.

The peerless and charming Di Youming was startled, his eyes flashed purple, and he turned around immediately.

Everyone looked at the two in surprise.

This Lord Ming who had just looked down on the world coldly and arrogantly turned around in such a surprise that everyone's hearts trembled slightly.

Seeing Feng Qinyan, whom he hadn't seen for half a month, Di Youming's heart sank again and again, looking at her snow-white complexion and bloody wounds all over her body.

Di Youming's beautiful eyes, which are always deep and difficult to look at, overflow with intense distress.

Feng Qinyan looked up at Di Youming with her eyelashes fluttering slightly.

Mu Ran, she leaned forward with her hands on the tree trunk, looked at Di Youming.

With a flash of Di Youming's figure, he immediately threw her into his arms.

The faint fragrance and the familiar embrace made Feng Qinyan relax.

With her injured hands, she involuntarily embraced God Youming's waist, Feng Qinyan whispered the words "Di Youming" again, and passed out.

After a night of tossing and tossing, Feng Qinyan had long been unable to hold on, and what supported her was perseverance.

However, after Di Youming appeared, her determination disappeared in an instant.

"Zhizhi." Mengdan looked up at Di Youming, and grabbed his long clothes that had fallen off the ground.

It seemed to be excited about his appearance, but also wronged that its owner was injured and unconscious.

Feeling the hand on his waist, Di Youming slowly tightened his grip on Feng Qinyan, with one heart, joy and pain coexisting——

(End of this chapter)