Prince Allure: Marry a Black-bellied Little Xianggong

Chapter 92 [Shallow Shallow War] Feeling Like Flying
Feng Qianxia was inexplicable, "What's wrong with you? If you don't go, I'll go, the palace is so stuffy, I want to go out alone."

As she spoke, she turned around and was about to leave, but Dugu Shang subconsciously held her back.

The little trick in Qian Xia's heart succeeded, and she smiled wickedly while covering her fan.

"What are you doing?" she asked him deliberately.

"Where is the lady going?" He would be followed every time he left the palace, this time——

"Go to a restaurant, let's go, I'll treat you!"

This time, Feng Qianxia directly took his hand and left, without giving him a chance to hesitate, anyway, she definitely wanted to go out in her heart.

Just as Nu'er was about to follow, Feng Qianxia tapped the tip of her nose with a wave of her fan.

"Don't follow, this is a secret activity between me and Xiao Zhengtai!"

It's a secret activity again, and Nu'er is very entangled, whether to tell the prince, but every time it seems that the princess is in charge of the county.

Because of the last molestation incident, even the entire Prince Sheng's mansion was heavily guarded.

If Feng Qianxia wants to go out alone, there is only one way, jumping over the wall.

So when he brought Dugu Shang to the shortest wall in the backyard, several black lines could not help appearing on Dugu Shang's forehead.

This is her so-called covert activity!

Feng Qianxia rolled up her sleeves, stuck her fan behind her neck, and looked around for stepping stones.

Dugu Shang didn't want to waste any more time, and didn't pay attention to it. She knew the consequences, lifted her up, and flew out of the wall.

When he realized that she was about to yell, he reached out and covered her mouth with his hand.

After falling to the ground, he let her go.

Feng Qianxia's eyes flashed with excitement, and he said in a loud voice: "It feels like flying, so it turns out that climbing walls can be so handsome, let's go."

Seeing that she didn't ask more questions, Dugu Shang was a little surprised.

Feng Qianxia deliberately didn't ask, in fact, she had already suspected, how could Xiao Zhengtai's martial arts be weak?

He practices martial arts so hard every day, that habit should have been maintained for several years.

So, what he said was meaningful.

No matter how hard he tried, he was no match for the prince, because he was not in his own country, so he could only endure.

Feng Qianxia had read a lot of TV novels in her previous life, so when she thought about it, she felt the same way.

(End of this chapter)