Crying in anger, pretending to be in love with the villain after wearing a real daughter

Yelu Dan, who was sitting opposite, smiled lightly and put the tea cup on the table.

"The girl's previous praise for me is still in my ears. Have you forgotten it again now?"

Nan Qingfeng felt as if he was in a deserted place and sat next to him generously.

"It seems that the eldest prince has never received any praise from the Northern Emperor. Even the curse words are regarded as praise."

One sentence touched Yelu Dan's sore spot.

There were cracks on his unchanging face, and murderous aura surged around him.

"My stupid brother just told me not to touch you, but you still come to provoke me. No wonder I am my brother."

No longer wasting time, he tapped his fingers on the table a few times, as if summoning something, and then he sat firmly on the master's chair with a cold face and a pearl of wisdom in his hand.

Nan Qingfeng looked at his movements and raised his thin eyebrows lightly.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement around him.

Yeludan frowned slightly and tapped his fingers on the table again.

"What is the eldest prince doing?"

Nan Qingfeng smiled teasingly and imitated his example by knocking on the table, "You won't be able to summon your own people by 'breaking a cup as a command' in the storybook, right?"

"What did you do?"

"Nothing, I killed a few trash on the way to find you..."

Nan Qingfeng stood up as he spoke, turned the dagger in his hand, and put it against Yeludan's neck.

Yeludan lost an arm and gave up on martial arts. Now that there is no secret guard to protect him, Nan Qingfeng's attempt to kill him is like crushing an ant.

His pupils tightened and he was a little in disbelief, but he soon felt relieved and laughed softly.

"Why are you laughing?" Nan Qingfeng asked.

"It's useless to kill me. What I want to do has already been done."

"What's the meaning?"

"It's easy to kill one person, but it's not that simple to save one person..."

Nan Qingfeng pondered for a second, then suddenly realized.

"Did you attack Shangguan and the others?"

Yeludan smiled meaningfully, "Young girl is very smart, why not take a guess?"

Nan Qingfeng's hand holding the dagger violently cut his throat.

"You can't save your dog's life by showing off."

Without even looking back, she shook off the blood on the dagger in her hand and walked majestically out of the eldest prince's palace.

Dongfang Chuye leaned against the door with his arms folded, watched her come out, and asked, "Go back to China?"

"nature."

Dongfang Chuye's eyes lit up with a subtle smile, but there was still a sour taste in his mouth.

"If I go back now, I will miss my wedding date with my second master."

Nan Qingfeng turned back and glanced at him, "Second Master loves me very much. I think he will wait until I come back from doing things before we get married."

"you……"

Dongfang Chuye stopped in anger and didn't want to step forward.

Nan Qingfeng ignored him and walked out quickly.

He had hidden his identity by her side for so long and made her sulky for so long. It was time for this man to have a taste of it.

She walked all the way out of the Northern Palace. When she whistled, the horse that had been following her immediately heard the sound and came over.

Without stopping for a moment, he got on his horse and headed straight for the suburbs.

After riding a long way, I suddenly heard horses following behind me.

Looking back, Dongfang Chuye was dressed in black and sitting on a horse. With his eyebrows raised, he stared at her back and pursued her hard.

Nan Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and whipped the riding crop in his hand hard again.

The horse felt pain under his crotch, neighed and galloped faster.

He quickly threw Dongfang Chuye away from him.

Dongfang Chuye's face became increasingly gloomy, and he waved his whip to speed up again.

Seeing that he was in a deserted place, Nan Qingfeng put away his whip and jumped off the horse.

Immediately he touched the weapon tattoo on his little finger.

The dim tattoo lit up with a ray of light, and the next second, a heavy motorcycle appeared directly in front of him.

Fortunately, Nan Qingfeng wore northern women's attire, which was not as cumbersome as Chinese long skirts and was very convenient for riding a bicycle.

"What is this?"

Dongfang Chuye followed and looked at the big guy who suddenly appeared out of thin air, his eyes full of doubts.

"The horse returning to China." Nan Qingfeng stared at him with a smile, took out a letter from his arms, put it under the saddle, slapped the horse's butt hard, and the horse returned to the direction of the Northern Palace.

"A letter to the second prince?" Dongfang Chuye frowned.

"good."

Dongfang Chuye wanted to ask her what she wrote, but he felt it was inappropriate. He just pursed his thin lips tightly, with dissatisfaction and loneliness written on his face.

Nan Qingfeng pretended not to see it and got into the car on his own.

"I'm going back to China. You are from the North, so you should go back to work for the second master. When I come back to marry the second master in the future, we will meet again."

Seeing Dongfang Chu Ye's face flushed with anger, Nan Qingfeng finally couldn't hold it back, and a smile overflowed from his eyes, which was caught by Dongfang Chu Ye.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Nan Qingfeng's wrist, "Did you do it on purpose? Did you know it was me?"

Just when he was going to Yeludan Palace, he felt something was wrong.

It turns out that this woman knew his identity a long time ago and said this on purpose to make him angry!

"This king?" Nan Qingfeng's eyes were filled with confusion, "Which king are you? Could it be the King of Zhenbei in China who has problems in bed?"

"Nan Qingfeng..."

Dongfang Chuye's forehead veins twitched wildly, he suddenly stopped his hand, took her into his arms, and gritted his teeth.

"I am the King of Zhenbei of China who is very good in bed!"

"Let go. Your Majesty and I have no engagement. There is no intimacy between men and women."

"Who said there was no engagement? I have not broken off the engagement."

"Three days later, the prince didn't come to get married, right?"

"If the bride is not here, who will I marry?"

"Doesn't the prince have an old sweetheart whom we meet on a moonlit night?"

Hearing the sourness in her voice, Dongfang Chuye let go of her, and his face that flushed with anger recovered a lot.

"When you go back, I'm afraid she will have turned into a cold dead body. Will Qingfeng be jealous of the dead body?"

Dead?

Nan Qingfeng's eyelids twitched slightly, and he got in the car and started it.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with the prince here. I have important things to do when I go back to China, so the prince should go back by himself."

"you……"

Although Dongfang Chuye didn't know what she was riding, he couldn't let Nan Qingfeng leave alone. He followed her example and sat behind, holding her waist tightly with both hands.

The motorcycle roared, blue flames spurted out, and the motorcycle turned into an afterimage and quickly disappeared in place.

The road ahead is long, Nan Qingfeng looked at the rapidly retreating scenery to the left and right, and felt emotional for a moment.

"That day, after listening to my words, wasn't the prince angry? Why did he follow me to China?"

Dongfang Chuye circled her waist and rested his chin on her thin shoulder.

"I understand you. Your most important people are all in China. There is no way you could betray China. You must have your reasons for doing that... With so many people looking at you, they are afraid that the walls have ears, so I can only follow your wishes.

, pretending to be angry and leaving, and then follow you secretly..."

"The prince still has some wisdom in him."

Dongfang Chu Ye raised his eyebrows, his eyes dark and deep.

"Qingfeng still doesn't know much about this king. I will let you slowly understand him in the future..."

For some reason, he deliberately emphasized the word "in the future"...