Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Leng Feng stood with her hands behind her back, but when she spoke, she was full of indifference.

This kind of words export, inadvertently heard, in the heart feel sad, let alone Nangong Beibei. Unintentionally still insist: "you think about it, Nangong Beibei is your mother, you two have already married."

"Don't talk nonsense." Yunluo coldly squinted his eyes, but there was a fierce atmosphere in the eyes, which brought a sense of oppression.

I don't care, but my eyes on Lengfeng's face are eager. I hope Lengfeng will think of the influence of Nangong Beibei in her mind.

But it didn't involve more emotion of cold wind.

"I think you're from southern Xinjiang. Leave quickly, otherwise, you won't be so easy to talk." The cold wind's face directly sank down, and the whole body sent out a dangerous smell.

Immediately, Leng Feng followed the driver and left with many palace people.

There was no one left to fall outside Chonghua palace. The wind was blowing, and the skirt was fluttering and the face was slightly sad. It was very desolate.

But unintentionally did not chase past.

Lengfeng's attitude is so obvious, but Nangong Beibei can't hide it any more. Today, I will tell Nangong Beibei all the cause and effect, but my heart is dull.

Under the guidance of the palace people, the car stopped at the gate of Zhenghua palace. Then, with the help of the palace people, Yunluo was closely followed by the cold wind.

He entered Zhenghua palace.

Yunluo and Lengfeng are very polite. Qiushui follows LAN Mu to one side. Even if he has opinions on LAN Mu's practice, he has to come for the reputation of Southern Xinjiang.

It's no better than the one before.

This time, the whole person is cold and light, the light in the eyes, but it is like the ancient water, the rich cannot be opened, but between the eyebrows, it is more a bit lonely and arrogant.

A body of ink clothes, but the cold wind of lining is even colder.

He introduced himself to Qiushui, and the word "Xiao Li" came out slowly. When his lips were sliding, he was a little more indifferent.

The most important point is that the alienation between the eyebrows is visible.

He really had no influence on her.

What I didn't mean to say is quite right. Lengfeng is now returning to southern Xinjiang as Prince Jiang. Before he and Nangong Beibei, I think about it.

If there is no change, even Qiushui doesn't believe it.

Even so, Qiushui can't change anything, because Lengfeng has now identified himself as Xiao Li, and Nangong Beibei is also injured in bed.

It's difficult for two people to meet each other.

Royal people, the banquet to go to the bustling and polite, etiquette must pay attention to, so unlike those in the mountains, words are not much.

However, after the banquet, the time for autumn water and cold wind was specially given.

For Qiushui, the time we spent together was very uncomfortable. He would rather go up the mountain to collect herbs, or read some medical books to pass the time.

But there is no way.

The so-called time together, but let Qiushui to do this friendship, with the cold wind around, Qiushui is against.

But time alone is also good, can let Lengfeng know next Nangong Beibei things.

We can also find out the specific cause of cold wind.

In the imperial garden, Qiushui and Lengfeng walk slowly. Lengfeng looks cool and doesn't want to speak.

But the autumn water, is actually pondering how to open the mouth.

"I heard that the princess has been learning medicine from the national teacher since she was a child?" While meditating, the cold wind suddenly makes a sound. On the familiar and beautiful face, although the expression is not as cold as before, the indifference between the eyebrows and eyes is still clearly visible.

Even if the person who comes here this time is someone else, it must be like this.

When the two countries get married, no one wants to marry a person he doesn't like.

"Yes." Qiushui came back and nodded, "I follow the master to learn medical skills. I don't like the intrigues in the palace. Although I have lived on the mountain since I was a child, I made some friends not long ago."

Autumn water began to come slowly.

"Is it?" Lengfeng suddenly surprised, slightly a Leng, and then began to laugh, some perfunctory: "more friends, nature is also good."

Cold wind really has the style of the king, but this time it is more intense.

It's the hand that holds the sword all the year round, but the finger is very white and beautiful. Qiushui thinks in his heart that he should find a chance to help Lengfeng feel his pulse.

"Although I study medicine in the mountains, I know some of the five elements, eight trigrams and fortune telling. Do you want to try, prince Qiushui asked directly.

Too euphemistic words can also arouse cold wind's suspicion.

Cold breeze lightly but a smile: "the princess's talent is extensive, I also really deeply admire." However, the cold wind still reaches out to the autumn water.

Before he came, Yunluo had already told Lengfeng that the chance of marriage could not be missed.

Qiushui pursed her lips. Then she held Lengfeng's hand and looked at his palms. In a moment, her hand was covered with Lengfeng's pulse.

The movement is very fast.

But

Lengfeng quickly noticed, backhand, avoid the action of Qiushui, looking at Qiushui's eyes, but it is a little more look, "I have never heard of, look at Palms need pulse."

A trace of embarrassment and surprise flashed across Qiushui's face.

Although it is a flash, but the autumn also aware of the pulse of the cold wind, no different from ordinary people.

It's not the drug, it's

Although there are many reasons for forgetting the past, the first thought of Qiushui is to forget the heart and not to remember everything.

"I just want to see if the prince is as weak as other people say." Qiushui finds an excuse and laughs lightly.

So, does she want to see his body?

Leng Feng laughs, but the words are sarcastic: "I just came back to Jiangguo recently. How did you hear about me?"

Even if I heard that he had been training with his master in the mountains since he was a child, didn't he?

Will the body be weak?

This excuse is too perfunctory.

"I heard about you from my friends. Don't you have any impression of Nangong Beibei in your mind?"

The cold wind pursed lips, silent, eyes are dark, deep and lengthy.

This is the second time he has heard the name of Nangong Beibei. They are all royal people. Yes, Lengfeng mistook unintentionally for Royal.