Be Good Chapter 846: Looking like the eldest grandson mirror of a banished fairy

The back is desolate and lonely.

After Feng Jinyue waited for her husband to come down, she tugged on his sleeve and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with the Seventh Prince, he doesn't usually have such a melancholy temperament."

It's been a long time since I saw you, do you want to change the route and leave?

Touching the corners of her eyes, Feng Jinyue was thinking a lot.

According to Yuanyuan, the Seventh Prince is not an easy character.

Looking at it now, pretending to be a dead body on top of the city wall at night is really not something that simple people can do.

"He really thinks he was emotionally hurt."

Yuan Changqing is not stupid, if you contact him just now, you can vaguely feel it.

"Sentimental injury?" Feng Jinyue looked at her husband with the eyes of a fool, "Your Highness, who will give him emotional injury."

"Impossible!"

Hearing Feng Jinyue's firm words, Yuan Changqing spread his hands, "I don't understand, just ask my brother-in-law later."

It's really my brother-in-law.

It's like who doesn't know that your brother-in-law is thanking you.

When the two walked behind, Feng Jinyue suddenly asked in a low voice, "When you were hunted down before, did you really not suspect Mr. Xie?"

"I doubt it, but my lady, what good is Xie Ci killing me?"

"Especially with so much manpower and material resources chasing after me to the border, in order to kill me? What did he do earlier? If he wants to kill me, there are some ways to do it quietly."

I have to say that it is good for my husband, a single-celled creature, to think simply.

Feng Jinyue patted her husband's head with a motherly brilliance, and sighed, "My lord, your brain is not an ornament.

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After finishing speaking, before Yuan Changqing could react, Feng Jinyue had already fled quickly.

"Ah, lady, you actually scolded me!"

"Slightly slightly slightly, I will scold you, idiot."

Walking in the forefront, Ying Qicheng was holding a grass in his mouth, listening to the laughter and squabble of the husband and wife behind him, the bitterness in his eyes was even worse.

With deep eyes, hey, I dare not go back, for fear of facing Jiang Tang.

After sending them to the post station, Ying Qicheng returned to hang at the gate of the city.

Think about life.

"Brother-in-law, your brother-in-law is back!"

Yuan Changqing shouted happily.

His loud voice can be heard throughout the station.

It's just that I didn't expect that Changsun Jing was called out instead of thanking him.

Changsun Jing stood on a narrow cobblestone road, wearing a black brocade robe, outlining his slender and tall figure. The hem of the robe was embroidered with delicate and complicated cloud patterns, gorgeous but not extravagant. The moonlight was shining brightly on him, as if a circle of piping was inlaid on his body,

At this time, he was standing with his hands behind his back, his eyebrows were like clouds and fog, and the mountains and seas were separated, and the dark path was reflected behind him, but he couldn't conceal his cold and luxurious at all, like a banished fairy.

Misty, mysterious and cold eyes slightly lifted up, lips parted slightly, and he replied, "Huh? The young master is well."

"Prince Changsun, please be safe and well."

Yuan Changqing replied with a smile, not aware of any inappropriateness in Changsun Jing's words, but asked enthusiastically, "I didn't expect the eldest grandson to be here, it's really a fate."

"There will be more predestined relationship in the future." Changsun Jing said meaningful words in a calm and leisurely tone.

Innocent and upright like Yuan Changqing, he couldn't hear the twists and turns in his words, he just thought that the grandson prince was very good at talking.

A few words of pleasantries, and just when she was about to continue, Feng Jinyue held back her naive husband, with an inexplicable look on her face, "It's late at night."

"Oh, that's right, it's late at night, it's time for the eldest grandson to rest." Yuan Changqing held his wife's little hand behind his back...