Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

All the cheering voices stopped instantly, and the originally noisy street was quiet for a moment.

Why did their most beloved prince come back?

Feng Qianyu's face was as pale as paper.His eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

What did he hear?Is he hallucinating?

Just now he was surrounded by the guards and walked in front, when the little leader of the guards who caught up behind reported to him that Princess Dragon was chasing after him like crazy, he only felt deeply disgusted. [

That woman killed his child with her own hands, and it was a great gift for him not to want her life, yet she still didn't give up!

Do you regret it now?late!

Coldly ordered: "Let her go, let her go!"

Don't look back, just keep going.

But he didn't expect that just after walking not far away, he could faintly hear those cry of weeping blood amidst the din of people.

The body seemed to be frozen in an instant, as stiff as a stick.

What did she call herself?

Big feather?That's the unique name his Fu Yue called him!

Is it her?Is she back? !

But he was really afraid that he would be disappointed. He had been disappointed for too long in the past six months, and it had almost become despair.How many times when I dreamed back in the middle of the night, I saw her come back, his Fu Yue came back, but when I woke up, I was faced with endless emptiness and loneliness.

This time, will it be true?

Is it still some mystery caused by that damned woman?

However, he couldn't let it go, as long as there was one ten thousandth hope, he would not let it go.

Almost without thinking, he turned his horse and ran back!Hitting like flying horses.

In a blink of an eye, he came to her.

He flew off his horse and stood in front of her. His face was slightly pale, and waves surged in his sea-like eyes. He slowly stretched out his hand, and his voice was very uncertain: "Fu Yue?"

The thin back that fell in the dust shook, and raised his head inch by inch, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his big eyes, as if a drowning person suddenly grabbed a straw.

He raised his little hand and grabbed the hem of his clothes, not letting go.