Chapter 1503 Han Wangfu As soon as I entered the carriage, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed. et I saw that inside the carriage, all sides were covered with white expensive long-pile carpets.
The interior of the carriage is luxuriously furnished, with a few tea cups, upholstered pillows, fruit plates and pastries, all prepared.
Feng Qingge helped Yun Ling to chill the carriage, and just sat down.
The carriage under him was moving.
Eight majestic Wind Beasts roared into the sky in unison.
Opened his hooves and drove towards the outside of the palace gate.
In the carriage.
Feng Qingge felt that the two sturdy arms around his waist that were tightly shackled suddenly moved uncomfortably.
I didn't feel it when I stood just now.
Now as soon as she sat in the carriage, she felt that the two arms on her waist were as strong as steel, and she was stiff against her lower back, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.
Feng Qingge twisted his body slowly, trying to move his body as little as possible, leaving someone's embrace.
"Woman, don't move."
Feng Qingge's body had just moved, and the man next to him was already frowning unhappily, and a seeping cold air flowed out of his body quickly.
Seeing this, Feng Qinge's moving posture suddenly froze.
He coughed lightly and said in as slow his tone as he could.
"Ling Han, if you strangle me like this, I'm about to run out of breath."
"Hmm" Yun Linghan heard Feng Tingge's voice, and his good-looking eyebrows suddenly wrinkled rapidly.
The arm that was holding her waist loosened Feng Qingge had just breathed a sigh of relief, and then he felt his hands tighten.
Ten fingers were clenched tightly, and they couldn't move at all.
"Clouds, Ling, and Cold."
Feeling his fingers being grasped by him, Feng Qingge gritted his teeth word by word.
He turned his head unhappily and raised his eyes angrily to look at the hateful man beside him.
As soon as the words in her mouth were finished, Yun Linghan had already tilted her head and pillowed on Feng Qingge's shoulder.
"Sing, don't move.
Let me lean on for a moment.
Yun Linghan's voice was hoarse.
Feng Qingge's voice froze.
Feeling the hot smell of wine mixed with the smell of wine in his shoulder, his heart softened for no reason, and the movement of the struggle in his hand subconsciously stopped.
Get.
She doesn't know like a drunken person.
Feng Qingge opened his mouth silently, bored, and looked at the surrounding arrangement with a pair of eyes boringly. was stirred up by Yun Linghan like this.
Suddenly forgot that he had deceived himself as a mercenary.
Inside the carriage, Feng Qingge moved his fingers awkwardly, leaned towards the back wall of the carriage, and found a comfortable position.
Looking at the little woman beside her, who was quiet.
The corners of Yun Linghan's lips hooked quickly.
Her head rested on her shoulders, her bloodshot eyes closed slightly, and she closed her eyes to recuperate.
The road was wide, and the carriage galloped for about half an hour.
Then he finally stopped steadily in front of a luxurious mansion.
"Lord and Princess, the Han Palace's Mansion has arrived."
Zuo Dian quickly jumped out of the carriage and reported respectfully inside.
"The Mansion of the Cold King" Feng Qingge lifted the curtain and frowned suspiciously.
When I saw the magnificent mansion in front of me.
The expression on Feng Qinge's face froze.
Only then did she recall that she had just been thinking about Ling Han's drunkenness, and she had forgotten to confess to Zuo Dian and send her back to Feng's house
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