Princess Feng Qinghua is a rich man

Chapter 35 Meeting under the moon (1)
In the evening, Mu Huaqi fell asleep on the bench under the laurel tree, with a book covering her face.She was the only figure under the faint moonlight, lying quietly, feeling very comfortable.

When Fuxiu came here, he saw such a quiet picture.

Sitting quietly on the high wall covered with vines, one leg stretched out, one leg slightly bent, one hand resting on the chin, staring with great interest at the person falling asleep below.

In fact, Mu Huaqi didn't fall asleep, she was just thinking about what the old lady meant by what she said this afternoon, and she was fascinated by it for a while.Suddenly aware of someone staring at her, her heart tightened, and she vigilantly clenched the five zhang white cloud satin in her sleeve, it was her weapon.Although the white cloud satin is not as good as Liuyun brocade, it is an extremely tough fabric, which cannot be damaged by ordinary weapons, and she has used it smoothly for so many years.Before she knew who the person was, she would not move easily, but lay down vigilantly.

After a long time, the man still didn't move. Mu Huaqi was a little impatient to wait and couldn't get angry, so he had to endure it.

Finally unable to bear it any longer, he pretended to inadvertently remove the book from his face, and then pretended to yawn, his eyes swept across the high wall inadvertently, and met a playful smiling face, which charmed all sentient beings in surprise.

His Royal Highness King Xiu is indeed a living monster.

Only then did I realize that he could laugh, and his smile was much gentler than usual.

Surprised, Gentle?How could she find him gentle?
Busily calming down the turbulent ripples in his heart, he pretended to be surprised and said, "His Royal Highness King Xiu? This is you?"

With a dodge, the person had landed in front of her, and she couldn't help being shocked again by the speed.This person's martial arts are definitely not inferior to hers.But she wasn't worried that he would know that she had martial arts, after all, she was very confident in the trick of hiding the breath taught by the old man.

He leaned over to look at her condescendingly with raised eyebrows, and said somewhat casually: "This king is free and bored, so I will come to see what kind of place the future princess will live in." He paused and glanced around, "Now It seems that there is indeed something different, and it can be seen that the rumors from the outside world that Mu Hua's family treats you badly are true." There was a faint anger between the eyebrows and eyes.

Mu Huaqi was puzzled, what did he mean by this?Feel dissatisfied with her?

There was something vaguely starting in her heart, but Mu Huaqi didn't catch it for a while.

"No matter what your Highness said, everyone in the mansion treats me very well. I eat well and sleep well without being bothered by anyone. This kind of life is something no one else can ask for."

"Oh? Is that so?" Not only did he not get up, but he bent his body closer to her.The gradually enlarged handsome face made Mu Huaqi's heart tighten suddenly, which was a feeling she had never felt before.Just as he was about to push him away, his eyes suddenly widened, surrounded by familiar killing intent.

In the next moment, someone pulled his hand, and his waist tightened, and he fell into a warm embrace.

Mu Huaqi was startled, and that person was also startled.But he didn't let her go, and the warm breath swept over his ears: "Don't move! Otherwise, if you get hurt, don't rely on me."

Only then did he see more than a dozen men in black standing on the high wall.Squinting her eyes, who was so bold to make up her mind?He actually barged into her place blatantly.

He raised his eyes to look at the pair of deep eyes in front of him, could it be that these people came for him?

Jokingly said: "Your Highness, you didn't attract these people, did you?"

He glanced at those people with disdain, "These people are also worthy of killing this king? How could those people invite such a substandard killer."

What does this mean, that he is often assassinated?Thinking about looking at him, the eyes suddenly became more distressed, and the distress without any basis made her feel a little inexplicable.

(End of this chapter)