The back is bleak and lonely.

After Feng Jinyue waited for her husband to come down, she tugged at his sleeve and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with the Seventh Prince, he usually doesn't have such a melancholy temperament." ”

It's only been a long time, do you have to change routes?

Touching the corners of her eyes, Feng Jinyue thought a lot.

According to Yuanyuan, this Seven Princes is also not a simple character.

Now it seems that pretending to be a corpse on the city wall at night is really not something that simple people can do.

"He thinks he's hurt emotionally."

Yuan Changqing is not stupid, and when he contacts him, he can vaguely feel a little.

"Emotional wounds?" Feng Jinyue looked at her husband with the eyes of a fool, "Your Royal Highness, who will give him emotional sorrow." ”

"Impossible!"

Hearing Feng Jinyue's resolute words, Yuan Changqing spread his hands, "I don't understand, wait until I turn around and ask my brother-in-law." ”

It's really a mouthful of my brother-in-law.

It's like who doesn't know that your brother-in-law is thankful.

The two walked behind them, and Feng Jinyue suddenly asked in a low voice, "When you were hunted down and killed before, did you really not suspect Xie Shizi?" ”

"I've doubted it, but lady, what do you think, what's the good of killing me?"

"Especially if there is still so much manpower and material resources to chase me to the border, in order to kill me? What did you do earlier? If he wants to kill me, he will do so quietly. ”

I have to say that my husband, a single-celled organism, is still good for thinking simply.

Feng Jinyue patted her husband's head with a motherly glow, and sighed, "Husband, your brain is not an ornament.

“？”

After speaking, without waiting for Yuan Changqing to react, Feng Jinyue had already fled quickly.

"Ah, lady, you actually scolded me!"

"Slightly, I'll scold you, stupid."

Walking in the forefront, Yingqi City, holding a grass, listened to the laughter and play of the husband and wife behind him, and the bitterness in his eyes was even worse.

His eyes were deep, hey, he didn't dare to go back, he was afraid of facing Jiang Tang.

After sending them to the post station, Yingqi City returned to the city gate to hang.

Think about life.

"Brother-in-law, your brother-in-law is back!"

Yuan Changqing shouted happily.

His loud voice could be heard throughout the station.

It's just that I didn't expect to shout out the thanks, but actually called out the eldest grandson mirror.

Standing on a narrow cobblestone road, the eldest grandson Jing wore an ink-colored brocade robe, outlining his slender and upright figure, and the hem of the robe was embroidered with delicate and intricate moire, gorgeous but not extravagant. The moonlight shone brightly, sprinkled on him, as if he was inlaid with a circle of piping,

At this time, he stood with his hands in his hands, his eyebrows were like clouds and mist, across the mountains and seas, and there was a dark path behind him, but he couldn't hide his cold and luxurious body, like a fairy.

The mysterious cold eyes like clouds were raised slightly, and the lips opened slightly, and he answered, "Huh? The little marquis is well. ”

"Eldest grandson, prince, be well."

Yuan Changqing replied with a smile, not feeling that there was anything wrong with Changsun Jing's words, but asked enthusiastically, "I didn't expect that the eldest grandson prince was also here, it's really fate." ”

"There will be more fate in the future." The eldest grandson said meaningful words in a calm and leisurely tone.

The naïve and upright Yuan Changqing couldn't hear the twists and turns in his words, and only thought that the eldest grandson was very good at talking.

After a few words of greeting, just as she was about to continue, Feng Jinyue grabbed her naïve husband, with an inexplicable expression, "It's late at night." ”

"Oh, yes, yes, it's late at night, it's time for the eldest grandson to rest." Yuan Changqing held his lady's little hand with his backhand......

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