The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 131 Princess, are you trying to murder your husband?

Feng Qingcheng looked at the front and then at the back. These people were so angry that they were obviously incited.

They waved their weapons and rushed towards her aggressively.

The surrounding light was too dim, and she couldn't see how many people had come, but from the sound of footsteps and yelling, she inferred that there were at least a hundred people.

They are all innocent people, it is impossible for her to hurt others, so the only thing she can do right now is——

run! ! !
Knowing that it was impossible for them to recognize themselves in such a dark night, but just in case, Feng Qingcheng raised his injured left hand and wiped the uncoagulated blood on his face indiscriminately.

Immediately afterwards, she plunged into the dark alley next to her.

After only running a few tens of meters away, when she saw the high wall in front of her, Feng Qingcheng paused, even wanting to die.

What the hell!

Are you mistaken, she actually entered a dead end!
According to visual estimation, the height of this fence is a full three meters. No matter how good her jumping ability is, it is impossible for her to turn over in one fell swoop!

"Quick! The murderer ran into the alley!"

At the entrance of the alley, the voices of the common people were getting closer and closer, and Feng Qingcheng was anxious like an ant on a hot pot under the fence.

How to do?How to do?
If she is caught by these angry people, she may not be cleared of her suspicion by jumping into the Yellow River.

Feng Qingcheng has even begun to calculate in her mind the probability of success in performing witchcraft on nearly a hundred people.

In the ear, the sound of footsteps chased nearby, Feng Qingcheng took a deep breath, gave it up, and planned to try jumping off the wall.

She took a few steps back to prepare for a run-up, when suddenly, a tall and straight figure suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

Feng Qingcheng's nerves were so tense that she didn't even see the opponent's face clearly, so the dagger in her hand quickly attacked his face.

It's a pity that the man grabbed her wrist as soon as she swung her hand, and a familiar male voice came from above her head in the next second, "Princess, are you trying to murder your husband?"

Feng Qingcheng heard his voice, and immediately raised her head, her straight eyes were like seeing a relative.

She moved her lips and was about to speak when she was interrupted by an angry roar, "The murderer is here! Catch them!"

Finished!

Feng Qingcheng's breathing was slightly stagnant, and her heart suddenly rose to her throat.

The next moment, her waist tightened.

Cang Yanlai wrapped his arms around her waist, tapped his toes, and led her into the air.

Feng Qingcheng's body lightened, and she instinctively stretched out her arms to hug him tightly, her eyes widened, staring closely at the man's side face.

The night wind picked up his long ink-like hair, and the tip of the hair brushed against her cheek, like a feather on the tip of her heart, tickling.

The man's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his perfect jaw was slightly raised. At such a close distance, she could even clearly see his eyelashes that were longer than women's.

The soft moonlight fell down, quietly cutting out his sharp-edged outline, completely in a posture that turned all living beings upside down.

I have to admit that this man really has a handsome face that makes people blush and heartbeat!
Reminiscent of the scene of him falling from the sky just now, the little heart in Feng Qingcheng's chest couldn't help but "plop plop" and jumped twice.

Cang Yanlai held her up and down a few times, and then threw the large group of people far away.

When the crisis was resolved, Chief Feng Qingcheng let out a long sigh of relief, rolled his eyes, poked his head out of his arms and glanced at his feet, and found that they were walking on the roof.

It turns out that this is flying over the roof and walking on the wall!

It feels pretty good!
Feng Qingcheng hugged the man's hand tightly, enjoying the feeling of seeing all the small mountains in a novel way.

　One more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)