Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

Yuwen Haoyu stood in the middle of the tent, frowning tightly, looking at the messy tent with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

Hearing this, the black panther crawled out from the crowd, and replied awkwardly and embarrassingly: "Go back to the emperor, my subordinates... don't know either."

The corner of Yuwen Haoyu's mouth twitched imperceptibly, and he turned to look at those who got up quickly with a face of panic, but when he saw Yuwen Haoyu looking at them coldly, he immediately knelt down.

"Your Majesty... Just now, someone said that you were assassinated, so the soldiers..."

A soldier who was closest to Yuwen Haoyu said that he was so overwhelmed by Yuwen Haoyu's cold gaze that he couldn't lift his head up, he just felt that the sharp edge was on top and his back was chilling.

"Get out of here!"

Yuwen Haoyu said in a deep voice, and the audience was silent for a while. Seeing that their emperor was still staying in the camp and losing his temper at them, the soldiers were relieved, and hurriedly bowed and retreated. Black Panther stood aside, touched his nose, and said that he didn't quite understand the situation.

"Why don't you go?"

Yuwen Haoyu looked at a thin soldier who was still kneeling in the center of the camp, with a slightly displeased expression, and the black panther followed his gaze, but felt that this figure was indescribably familiar.

I saw the soldier raised his head, looked at Yuwen Haoyu steadfastly, and said softly: "The emperor really let his subordinates go? Don't you regret it?"

Hearing this, Yuwen Haoyu was stunned for a moment, looking at the familiar face and listening to the familiar voice, he couldn't believe his eyes and ears. For a moment, he thought he was dreaming, but unexpectedly, he could Here, right in front of him, Luo Ling appeared.

The black panther was also dumbfounded. He looked at Luo Ling, then at Yuwen Haoyu, and saw Yuwen Haoyu walking towards Luo Ling step by step. When he reached her, he squatted down and reached out to hold her shoulders When Luo Ling looked up, he saw Yuwen Haoyu's eye sockets were faintly moist.

"... Yu?"

Luo Ling was stunned, she didn't know what to do for a while, she had no choice but to raise her hands, holding Yuwen Haoyu's cheeks with both hands and said: "Yu, don't be sad, haven't I come back already? You are like this... I am very disturbed ..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Ling was suddenly embraced by that man. His arms were so powerful, much more reliable than imagined. The familiar scent of sandalwood on his body slowly soaked into the tip of his nose. Feeling much relieved, Luo Ling also raised her hand, hugged him, and slowly stroked his back, because Yuwen Haoyu didn't seem right, she was a little worried.

The black panther obviously felt that he seemed redundant, so he slipped out of the tent in desperation. When he left, he kindly closed the curtain of the tent for them, and then stood at the door of the tent, holding his position.

"Linger, tell me, this is not a dream, Linger..."

Yuwen Haoyu buried his head deeply into her neck, sniffed deeply the fragrance of her hair, and the light, clean breath that belonged to her alone, Luo Ling shrank his neck slightly, and said embarrassingly: " Yu, it's itchy..."

"Ling'er..."

Yuwen Haoyu let her go slightly, raised his hand to caress her slightly pale cheeks, those black eyes were still clear, looking at him with a smile on his face, Yuwen Haoyu was very afraid that this was just a dream...