Legend of the Immortal Concubine's Phoenix Yu Fei

Chapter 374 I miss you
When she reached the door of the cell, Ling Xian'er stopped beside Jing Zhaoyin.

"Lord Qian, I thought you were really upright, but it turns out that you are afraid of Uncle Fourteen."

Ling Xian'er said you one by one, Jing Zhaoyin's back was straightened up.

Jing Zhaoyin complained endlessly.

Even the emperor wants to save face for His Royal Highness Chen Wang, how could he dare to jump in front of His Highness Chen Wang, who is a mere Jing Zhaoyin?

"Princess, you are joking, please move the concubine."

Jing Zhaoyin felt that if he walked around with these two masters twice more, his chances of having a stroke would definitely increase greatly!

Ling Xian'er was sent to the wing room unimpeded all the way, although there were fast guards outside the door, fortunately, she didn't need to keep company with those small animals.

"Fox, fox?"

Ling Xian'er called twice, but Jiang Shaoting did not appear.

Just wondering if Jiang Shaoting followed her to the wing, when he raised his eyes, he saw a green leaf floating in from the window.

Raising her hand, the green leaf fell firmly into Ling Xian'er's palm.

Before I could take a closer look, the green leaf turned into a light green fluorescent light, and two lines of words appeared in the air:

With Qin Youchen protecting you, you can just stay in the side room honestly, and if I go out for a walk, maybe I can find the real culprit.

After Ling Xian'er read it, those two lines disappeared with the wind, leaving no trace.

If you say go out for a walk, isn't that just going out to find the murderer?

Ling Xian'er shook her head.

Why is that guy always so awkward? Will he die if he tells her the truth?

Ling Xian'er didn't expect that she understood Jiang Shaoting's words so well.

At this time, a respectful and neat "His Royal Highness Chen Wang" sounded outside the door.

Ling Xian'er's head hadn't reacted yet, but her body had already reacted one step ahead.

She turned around and took two steps toward the door.

Qin Youchen pushed the door open, and saw Ling Xian'er running towards him, her expressionless face instantly softened.

"Little..."

Before Qin Youchen could say anything, Ling Xian'er threw herself into Qin Youchen's arms.

Arms wrapped tightly around his waist, the nose was filled with the smell of Qin Youchen's body, it was the fresh smell of grass after the rain.

"Uncle Fourteen... I miss you."

Ling Xian'er was stuffy in Qin Youchen's arms and refused to raise her head, her voice was muffled, she didn't know if it was Qin Youchen's illusion, but there was an imperceptible cry hidden in her words.

Also, since the last farewell, they haven't seen each other for nearly two months.

During this period of time, he has to deal with the matter of the emperor choosing the concubine Chen for him, and to help Qin Zhiyi succeed, and to pay attention to Qin Yunpei's small movements. He really has no spare time to see his little one.

Who would have thought that they would meet under such circumstances.

Ling Xian'er prides herself on being strong, and she has never shed tears in front of anyone, including her father.

But for some reason, the moment she saw Qin Youchen, all the grievances she had been hiding in her heart seemed to be magnified at this moment.

She, who used to look down on hypocritical people the most, has become hypocritical.

Qin Youchen's heart softened immediately, he raised his hand, and gently rubbed Ling Xian'er's head, his eyes were soft.

"I'm sorry Xiaoxiao, I have wronged you during this time."

Ling Xian'er shook her head, but did not speak.

She was afraid that when she spoke now, her voice would be uncontrollably stained with crying.

(End of this chapter)