His Royal Highness the evildoer came to the door

Chapter 428 I Believe In You
"Little Yan'er, are you angry?"

Holding her hand to prevent her from leaving, Feng Feili spoke softly, the cold expression on his face finally softened and no longer cold.

"No."

Lan Xiyan was held by him, and she didn't look into his eyes, her face was a little swollen.

"Duplicity, you're just angry."

Feng Feili opened his mouth lightly, looking at her, a dark look flashed across his eyes, thinking of what Bei Yuhuang said just now, he felt as if he was blocked by a stone, a little depressed.

"You don't believe me, Bei Yuhuang and I really have nothing to do."

Shaking off his hand, Lan Xiyan looked at him with a slight taste in her heart.

"No, I believe you. But Xiaoyan'er, you have to tell me what happened."

Feng Feili shook her head, looked at her, and reassured her.

He believed in her, believed that she would not deceive him.

"It was the medicine he gave me. Later, I was rescued by his killer, He Anhua, and then I met you."

To cut a long story short, Lan Xiyan felt a little anxious, and when she thought about that incident, she felt a faint fear in her heart.

Bei Yuhuang is not an ordinary person. If he doesn't get what he wants, he would rather destroy it with his own hands than let others get it.

Is sister Anhua really all right?

Bei Yuhuang's icy tone echoed in her ears, Lan Xiyan froze for a moment, and suddenly came back to her senses.

"No, I'm going to find Sister Anhua. She saved me. If Bei Yuhuang punishes me, then my crime will be serious."

Lan Xiyan yelled that she was not good, and ran away.

Feng Feili had no choice but to look at her back as she was walking away, but she didn't have time to speak, so she could only watch her run away.

Stepping forward to follow her footsteps, Feng Feili followed closely behind Lan Xiyan, her gaze never moving away from her.

Lan Xiyan ran quickly, shuttled through the ghost world, looking for He Anhua everywhere.

In fact, she didn't know if she was safe now, or if she was still in the ghost world.

My heart was beating crazily "bang bang bang", and my heart became very nervous. She should be fine, right?
His eyes searched around, but he was praying in his heart that she could find He Anhua, and that she would show up soon.

At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly came into view not far away, Lan Xiyan was overjoyed, her face was stained with joy, the soles of her feet were blown by the wind, and she used her lightness kung fu to quickly run towards that person.

In the gazebo in the garden, He Anhua was reclined on the stone bed, his face was still a little pale, more than half of the injuries on his body had healed, but he was still very weak, and he looked a little weak.

There was no trace of blood on his face, his face was pale, and his lips were very chapped.

A black dress wrapped her petite body inside, fluttering left and right with the wind, as if she would go with the wind.

Wan Xia stood in front of her, squatted down, holding a medicine bowl in her hand, and was feeding her soup and medicine with a spoon.

Compared to He Anhua, Wan Xia's complexion is very good, not only rosy, but also full of energy, very energetic.

A head of black hair was neatly rolled up, some were loose behind her back, and some were hanging down on her chest, adding to the shyness of a little woman.

With careful makeup on her face, a faint smile between her brows, thin lips and light teeth, she is talking to He Anhua.

A lavender dress made her figure even more exquisite and charming.

She fed He Anhua and drank the medicine, she always spoke softly and smiled, without any hint of impatience on her face.

(End of this chapter)