Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 75

An Ning took a sip of the wine, curled her lips and said with a smile, "Oh, this king also knows that there is a beauty hidden in the mansion."

The flute sounded melodiously, like the sounds of nature.

The lanterns are magnificent and the moonlight is bright.

The beauty turned around slowly, with the jade flute lying across her red lips, her sleeves slipped off quietly, revealing half of her wrist like frost and snow, three thousand blue hairs like waterfalls, and her blue eyes shimmering.

He tapped the water with his toes and stepped on the ripples of the lake. His appearance like a demon or a fairy made all the women fascinated.

After landing on the ground, he put away the flute. The young man's lips were slightly raised, and his voice was magnetic and pleasant. "I led everyone from the Nanfeng Pavilion to congratulate His Highness——"

An Ning had known he was coming, but she still couldn't help but get excited when she saw someone again. After all, it was a dark divine power, and she really wanted to take it for herself.

"Qiwu, you didn't say a word when you came." An Ning secretly pursed her lips, got down from her seat, took the man's belt and took her to her seat, with a smile on her lips, and said lovingly, "You, you don't wear clothes. Shoes." He hurriedly ordered someone to fetch the shoes.

"I'm used to it." Feng Qiwu lowered his eyes and said with a low smile, "When I was young, I didn't have enough food and clothing, so I didn't care about my feet."

"It won't happen in the future." An Ning knelt down, wiped the boy's feet with his sleeves, put on his shoes himself, looked up at him seriously, and said, "With me here, you don't have to suffer so much... "

The youth is alluring and gorgeous, His Royal Highness the Fifth Emperor's eyes are affectionate and doting, and the ministers are either jealous or envious.

Behind the screen, Bai Ling listened to their voices and felt chills all over her body. She hugged the piano and got up and said, "Your Highness, Ling feels deeply unwell, so I will take my leave first."

"En." An Ning said, "Ruzhi, take Mr. Bailing down to rest."

Hearing this, Bai Ling's body stiffened slightly, and she looked at the girl in disbelief, but she couldn't see anything except the two embracing figures.

If she had to be caring in the past, now she only has one answer?

Pulling up her snow sleeves, her fingertips were stiff and cold, Bai Ling's pale lips moved slightly, she didn't say anything, just followed Ru Zhi like a walking dead, he didn't know what Zhan Wang's mansion looked like.

"Master Bailing, go slowly."

A very soft juvenile voice came from beside her ear, Bai Ling stopped and followed the sound, only to see a boy leaning against the reflection of the rockery.

The young man had a delicate profile and skin as white as jade. The breeze blew and lifted a corner of his robe, revealing the white and tender insteps. From this scene alone, Bai Ling guessed his identity.

It's just a lowly slave. As the son of the emperor's master, he should have turned a blind eye to it, but when he thought of Cai just now, he couldn't help opening his lips and asked coolly, "What's the matter?"

The young man turned his head, his blue eyes were cold and stern, and there was an evil and cruel smile on his lips, "Bai Ling, I won't let you hurt her."

Bai Ling glanced at him a few times, then turned around and left. There was a loud crackling sound behind him, followed by a young man's contemptuous laughter, "Heh... don't you even recognize this thing?"

What fell on his side and scattered all over the ground were the fragments of the white jade porcelain bottle that he ordered people to throw away that night.

Cold sweat oozes from the palms, and the chill rushes to the heart, so cold to the bone, Bailing coughed violently twice, her long eyelashes twitched, and then said flatly, "I don't know what you mean."

"Oh, good." The corner of the boy's lips curled up, and he looked at him sarcastically and said, "I hope you can be so calm when facing her."

The autumn wind was cold and the night was long, Bai Ling didn't know how she got to the wing.

She already knew, what would she think of him?
The young man was lying on the couch in all his clothes, looking at the flickering candlelight, unable to fall asleep no matter what, his pale lips were tightly pressed together.

"I poisoned you, do you want to kill me..." His lips parted slightly, and he exhaled a breath of cool air. The young man closed his eyes, covering the pain in his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, an abnormal temperature came from her body, and Bai Ling opened her eyes tiredly.

Her vision was very blurred, and she could only vaguely see a pair of hands groping around him, Bai Ling bit her lip, her fingertips were stiff and unable to move.

The clothes fell off one by one, and the body suddenly became cold.

The man leaned over and covered him, his lips kissed his neck and collarbone, bringing a scorching temperature.

Bailing bit her lip, the severe pain made him have the situation for a moment, stretched out her hand, strangled the man's wrist, her voice was cold and angry, "His Royal Highness, stop, hand—"

"Ling, I'm sorry, Gu didn't want to be like this, but..." The eldest princess said vaguely, "That pariah has already been crowned the king. If this continues, she will take away Gu's position as crown prince."

"Ling, only you can help Gu." With tears streaming down her face, the eldest princess pleaded on his chest, "I beg you, can you help Gu again?"

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The dinner came to an end, only singing and dancing remained, and An Ning found an excuse to escape.

Thinking that there were still unfinished tasks, he wandered outside the wing where Bai Ling was resting.

The lights were still on in the room, An Ning walked to the door and asked, "Bai Ling, I almost fell off my horse and died that day in the battle with Nanyuan Kingdom, was it... because of that pot of wine?"

After waiting for a while, there was no sound in the house.

"I know you haven't slept." An Ning said, "I don't mean anything else, let alone blame you, I just want an answer."

The room was silent, and the boy never said a word. There was only bright and dim candlelight.

An Ning turned around and was about to take a step, when a young man's clear and pleasant voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Your Highness, please come in."

"It's late, I'm afraid it will affect your reputation." An Ning frowned.

The young man seemed to have paused, and when he spoke again, he was obviously a little hoarse, his voice trembling slightly, "Ling, I believe His Highness is a man."

An Ning pushed the door open and entered, with wisps of breath coming from her nostrils, a piece of light gauze under her feet, and messy and broken clothes in front of her.

The curtains were lightly raised, and on the bed, the young man was wearing only a few strands of hair. His black hair was spread out smoothly, making his skin look paler. However, the teeth marks and kiss marks on the young man's body became more conspicuous and shocking.

An Ning stayed where she was, and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

The boy was lying flat, his eyes fell on the veil that swayed in the wind, as if looking into the depths of the girl's eyes through the veil.

His pale eyes were filled with icy mist, his pale lips were slightly parted, and his voice seemed to come from his throat, hoarse and astringent, "What do you think, Your Highness?"

"Master, please—"

"Your Majesty, please—"

There were footsteps coming from outside the room, and there were quite a few people who could be heard just by hearing the sound, and they all rushed over here in a hurry.

An Ning stared at the young man on the bed, her eyes darkened, she pursed her lips, "Bai Ling, is this the answer you gave me?"

I am sorry.

Bai Ling lowered her eyelids to avoid her gaze, her lips parted and closed silently.

"Ling'er, go home with your mother." The emperor's master shouted from outside the door and opened the door.

At the same time, An Ning quickly ran over, pulled the curtain and covered Bai Ling.

He has done bad things, but does she still think about him?He doesn't want reputation or reputation, but she still wants to help him?
The boy opened his eyes, the cold eyes melted the ice and snow, filled with burning tenderness, but what he saw was only the girl's absolute back, and the sentence, "Okay, I admit it."

(End of this chapter)