The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

When a monarch leaves his country, he still has to keep it from being known. Feng Qining began to agree with Jun Jianxie's words. This is a legendary figure, but she never thought that this legend would appear in front of her today, and she has helped her so much. Second-rate.
Murong Li looked at Feng Qining who was dressed in men's clothing. She was dressed in black with gold, and her black hair was only tied with a belt. Her beautiful water eyes were still full of mischief. Feng Qining was wearing men's clothing, her face belonged to her daughter's family. The obsequiousness is gone.

Feng Qining found that she didn't hate him, even though he was watching her every move behind her back, Feng Qining thought, maybe he helped her.

Feng Qining is such a person, she will never attack anyone who has helped her.

"Come on, why don't you go down and sit down?" [

Like a greeting between old friends, Feng Qining really felt that she had known him for a long time, and she didn't know where that feeling came from, anyway, it was the feeling from the bottom of her heart, as if she felt that he was watching her secretly , but there is no malice towards her.

"Don't bother?"

Murong Li also answered very calmly, without any embarrassment of being discovered on her face.

Feng Qining has to admit that the fate of people is sometimes really wonderful. Some people can become confidantes after meeting once, while some people, you have been with him all your life, and you can't connect with each other.

"It's just me, why bother?"

Feng Qining had already discovered her, and she was so kind to invite her, so naturally he would not refuse the request of her sweetheart.

When she brought Murong Li into the room she lived in, Feng Qining suddenly heard that she was not in modern times, nor in Feng Mansion, but in the most desolate courtyard of Prince Hao's Mansion.

“The location is remote, sorry”

Feng Qining smiled at Murongli embarrassedly, but Murongli sat on the only chair very calmly.

“This is reserved for guests”

Murong Li's calmness relieved Feng Qining a lot of embarrassment, and she took the tea from the side, and she stood aside.

No matter how simple the place is, there are still two rooms. This was the living room before, with the bed inside, and the only chair Murong Li sat on. Naturally, Feng Qining could only stand.

Feng Qining felt that she had never been so embarrassed. Finally, she went inside and took out a chair with a missing leg. Although it was missing a leg, it was better than not having one.