on the battlefield that the Crown Prince had been overshadowed.Is the princess truly that amazing, or has the grandfather been held backHis gaze fell upon the carriage ahead, even the wind seemed to...With one hand supporting her waist, the man took hold of the umbrella she had dropped with his other hand and instantly shielded her from the rain again.
It was just a few drops of rain that landed on my face, and then in the blink of an eye, the heavy downpour was blocked.
Chu Qingge thought it was Lan Yu and gently pushed him: "It's not you..."
But he didn't let go!
The man behind her was definitely not Lan Yu. Lan Yu wouldn't dare treat her like that.
Looking back, the face that was drenched by the rain caught her eye, causing her to be momentarily lost in thought.
Moments later, the force pushing out became stronger.
But he remained unmoved.
On the contrary, he unfurled his own robe and wrapped it around her.
Very heartwarming!
I didn't expect that this man's body could also be so warm.
Chu Qingge didn't continue to struggle. She was very tired tonight, both physically and mentally, and she didn't even have the energy to argue.
Mu Bai raised his head and glanced. At first, he was a little surprised, but on the second glance, he calmed down.
Keep your head down and keep working.
The spring should be caught on the wheel axle, in this way, it can indeed alleviate bumps.
I don't know how long it took, but Mu Bai finally finished his work.
After tidying up his tools, he stood up and said to the two people beside him, "I'll go back to rest first."
After that, he turned and left without any hesitation.
Chu Qingge also wanted to leave, but as she took her first step, her waist tightened and she was picked up.
My feet weren't soaking in the wet rainwater, so it wasn't as uncomfortable.
But she couldn't understand this person. During the day, she wanted to tear her apart, but in the evening, she inexplicably came to offer warmth
Did you take the wrong medicine
When the two returned, the sound of the umbrella hitting the ground woke up Qiaoer.
When she looked up and saw the man standing behind the princess, Qiao'er was frightened out of her wits. She immediately jumped up and kowtowed heavily to the ground.
"Master, it's my fault, not the Princess'. Please forgive me!"
Feng Liye didn't speak, her face slightly gloomy.
Chu Qingge said: "This is none of your business, leave."
Qiao'er hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help but steal another glance at the two people. Then, tremblingly, she backed out.
"Sending your people away, is it because you're afraid I'll use them to pressure you again" This woman, she truly is intelligent.
Unafraid in the face of danger.
He thought she was the smartest girl he'd ever met.
If she were not a royal princess, would their relationship be different
"Dare I ask, Young Master, what crime have I committed"
He didn't speak, and Chu Qingge didn't expect her to answer.
Perhaps, that night a few days ago, she should have asked this question.
But deep down, I knew that whether I asked or not, the outcome would be the same.
She walked to the low stool and took off her robe.
Her clothes weren't soaked much, but Feng Liye's long robe was drenched. He had gotten wet while shielding her from the rain just now.
However, he didn't care.
He saw a bowl of medicine on the small table, and he walked over to pick it up and weigh it.
It's already cooled down.
"This is the last bit of herbs I boiled down, Young Master. Do you want to destroy it again"
Chu Qingge sat on the low stool, a look of sarcasm on her face.
“At noon you ruined a bowl of medicine for me, and have harbored resentment ever since” It turns out she also had times when she was like a woman.
He still thought she was as strong as a man.
Chu Qingge didn't speak, not wanting to pay him any attention.
Feng Liye walked to the small couch and sat down. With a forceful push of his palm, the bowl of icy cold medicine soon emitted steaming heat.
He handed her the bowl of medicine and said, "Drink it."
Seeing that she still ignored him, his voice turned cold: "Do you want me to force this down your throat"
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