Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

Feng Lingyan subconsciously took a step back.He smiled and said, "Lord Lin, please take it back. This thing is too precious."

It's a joke, the purse from Shuiyun Kingdom is a symbol of love.

She didn't want to marry him, so she wouldn't accept him.

It's not that the head is caught by the door...

Little Prince Lin's eyes flashed, and a look of injury flashed across his delicate and beautiful face: "Ayan, I strung this purse with my own hands. I made it all night. I really like you. I want to marry you." [

Feng Lingyan turned her head away, and said coldly: "But——I don't like you. Prince Lin, I saved your life anyway, I don't think you will be so forceful?"

She turned and left.

"wait wait wait!"

Seeing that she was about to leave, Little Prince Lin was in a hurry and took two quick steps.

Unexpectedly, he tripped over a protruding rock, staggered, and fell to the ground.

Yun Haotian was taken aback: "Lord Lin, are you okay?" He helped him up.

It was really not easy for Prince Lin to fall.

Blood was oozing out of the arm, and the white robe was instantly reddened.

"You are hurt."

Yun Haotian hastily rolled up his sleeves, and saw a big cut on his snow-white arm.

The flesh and blood are rolled up, and blood is oozing out, which looks a little scary.

"Come on! Come on! Tell the imperial doctor!" Yun Haotian was in a hurry.

Prince Lin's beautiful face was a little pale, but he shook his hand: "It's okay, it's just a small injury."

Looking up at Feng Lingyan: "Ayan, Ayan is the doctor..."

He looked at her with his eyes.

There was a trace of mist wrapped around the bottom of his eyes, and his pitiful appearance made people worry about him involuntarily.

Feng Lingyan stroked his forehead.