Feng Lian Yue Hua Leng

Her eyelids were a little heavy, and her head was still a little dizzy. Huang Qingyue wanted to raise her hand to rub her forehead, but she was surprised that she seemed to be surrounded by someone and suddenly opened her clear eyes.

"why you?"

Wasn't he plotted against and sent to Nangong Xiao's bed last night?First, he could control his own consciousness. It sounded like Nangong Xiao was arguing with a man. The man's voice was very similar to that of his imperial brother. Later, he could no longer bear the power of the medicine and forgot himself. In his own room, he was still lying beside him.

"It's not me, could it be that you hope it's someone else?"

As he spoke, he revealed an extremely displeased expression, and stretched out his hand to pinch Huang Qingyue's chin, causing her to raise her head and look at herself.

As soon as the person in his arms moved, he woke up, but Chu Fengyu was suddenly very angry when he saw his pupils shrunk slightly with suspicion.

Could it be that he still thinks about Nangong Xiao?

"Last night you were begging for love under my body, and it was I who worked tirelessly to cure you of the poison of the love potion."

Chu Fengyu spoke evilly, with an ambiguous expression spontaneously, and Yu's eyebrows and eyes were slightly provocative.

"One day's ecstasy, but it really lives up to the name."

Hearing such humiliating words, Huang Qingyue blushed, and even her cold eyes showed a hint of shyness at this moment.

"You let me go."

He wanted to stretch out his hand to push this person away, but he found that his whole body was sore, his waist seemed to be broken, but even the strength in his hand was limp.

"Don't move, or I won't let you off lightly, Huang Qingyue, you didn't remember what I said."

That's the way it is said, but Chu Fengyu really relaxed his strength, and only hugged him lightly.

Looking at the person in front of him, Chu Fengyu didn't let him go at all last night in order to dissipate the power of the medicine. He sang to warm the tent all night, otherwise how could he be so weak to push a person.

Huang Qingyue stared at the evil young man coldly, knowing that no matter what, she would still be suppressed, so she gave up struggling.

From the first time he saw this pair of gloomy eyes, he felt bound and bound.

"Should I call you Feng Pavilion Master? Or should I call you Chu Shizi?"

Even though she was in such a situation, there was still arrogance in Huang Qingyue's bones, her cold eyes sank, she met those evil phoenix eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Chu Fengyu looked at the handsome man who was shy just now, but now he was extremely cold, "You are very good at separating the relationship, don't forget why I am here."

Sensing a dishonest hand moving around her untouched body, Huang Qingyue's heart "thumped", she became shy, cracks appeared in her beautiful clear and cold eyes, and she frantically refused.

"Chu Fengyu, you, let me go."

"Tsk tsk, so my Yue'er is so sensitive, but I like it."

I just wanted to tease that cold young man, I never wanted to see such a cute appearance, so thanks to Ronghua, it turned out to be such a cute appearance.

Withdrawing his hand, Chu Fengyu's eyes unconsciously concealed a hint of doting, and he stopped torturing the already sullen young man.

"Okay, I have something to do now," he said and moved closer to the ear of the panicked person.

"I was very tired last night, you should think about how to make up for it in the future."

After finishing speaking, she laughed softly, the slightly evil laughter was so intoxicating, Huang Qingyue frowned slightly.

This monstrous young man burned his cold and numb soul like fire.

After a while, when it could be seen that the young man in red had put on his clothes and was about to leave, there was an ethereal sound that sounded like nothing.

"Chu Fengyu, how did my concubine mother die?"

Chu Fengyu turned his head to look at the person on the bed who was already staring at the top of the tent, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of sadness, desolate and lonely, and suddenly felt like his heart had been stabbed.

"Ask your good father."

After watching for a while, such Huang Qingyue made him a little at a loss, and he had the urge to hug her in his arms and cherish her.

Turning around and leaving here quickly, Chu Fengyu was agitated by his strange emotions, thinking to himself, this is what they owed him, Huang Qingyue came to atone for their sins, no matter what, he had to bear it .

The boy in red had been gone for a long time, and the person on the bed still didn't move at all, only rolled his eyes a few times.

He knew that his appearance was somewhat similar to his concubine's mother, but his demeanor was different.

And the father would occasionally look at himself in a daze, but why did the death of the mother concubine have anything to do with him, did he kill the concubine mother?

How is this possible, hasn't he always doted on his mother and concubine?And although I don't get much favor, there are always people who take care of me secretly.