I and my wife wear Taoist robes [Rebirth]

"presumptuous!"

The two people pointed at the wheat light, and the atmosphere was tense for a while, and the two people behind Qin Wuyan had already touched the sabers around their waists.

"Qin Wuyan, how long are you going to make trouble?" Ming Yuan's voice was full of anger, "You take your people and disappear from my eyes immediately, otherwise, next time——you will never see me .”

Qin Wuyan stared at Ming Yuan for a moment, then cast a sharp glance at the person beside Ming Yuan, and disappeared into the night with his men.

The air fell into silence for an instant, and Ming Yuan's hand was also loosened, only the temperature of his palm reminded that everything just now was not an illusion.

That person walked first, and Ming Yuan silently followed her, looking at her thin but tall back all the way.

After all, he couldn't hold it back, Ming Yuan's lips murmured several times and still spit out two words, which lightly dissipated in the air.

"—My lord."

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Chapter 7

Feng Qingyi's footsteps stopped at the same spot, she couldn't see her clothes clearly at night, only the hair tie was fluttering in the evening wind, swaying unsteadily, straight into Ming Yuan's heart, it seemed really itchy.At the same time, her voice is like a cat's paw scratching her body, which is both likable and somewhat resisting.

"Everyone in the audience is worried about you, but the female crown is chatting happily with people, and she can't think of leaving anymore."

Ming Yuan was originally one meter away from her, but when he heard this, he took a step forward and barely stopped behind her, his brows were filled with joy: "My lord...are you worried about me too?"

"This king is not someone in your view, why worry about you saying it? The female crown is too self-indulgent."

Ming Yuan bit his lip, and stretched out his hand to Feng Qingyi's back, but was startled by Feng Qingyi's sudden turn, and his hand froze in mid-air.

"This king can't say anything about you?" Feng Qingyi stretched out her hand and grabbed Ming Yuan's wrist, like a tiger meeting a sheep, just waiting to eat it, "Do you want to attack this king?"

Feng Qingyi's face is calm and breezy, but her heart is in a mess. Mingyuan has no strength to restrain her chicken. A weak woman can't hurt her at all, but she can only ask Mingyuan to blame her for hating her and stay away from her, preferably forever. don't see her.But God knows, once she held the catkin, she didn't want to let go, she really wanted to keep holding it like this.But, no.

"The lord's hair has a blade of grass stuck to it." Looking at Ming Yuan's gaze, Feng Qingyi dodged as if running for his life, and shook off Ming Yuan's hand.It might have stuck to her hair accidentally when she was in a hurry on the way, but she never noticed it.

"You don't need to—" Before the word "Guan" was out of the mouth, Ming Yuan stood on tiptoe, avoiding Feng Qingyi's neck, put her hands behind her back, and stroked her hair, then stroked and pulled gently, and then Withdrawing his hand to his side, he lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

"Ming Yuan is being presumptuous again, but, lord," Ming Yuan looked up at her again, her figure was reflected in a pair of beautiful eyes, "Ming Yuan still wants her hands."

Feng Qingyi pursed her lips, remembering that when she was aggressive with her before, she asked her if she still wanted these hands. Right now, she just wanted to say something unpleasant to Gan. Listening to the pitiful voice in Mingyuan's voice, cruel words are no matter what. He couldn't say anything because he was stuck in his throat, so he could only snort: "If you want to hold hands, behave yourself."

Ming Yuan lowered her eyes and curled her lips silently. She did it on purpose just now. Picking grass leaves is a fake, and admitting a mistake is also fake. It's just that at that moment, she just wanted to simply touch her, even a strand of hair.

success.

"Still not following?" Feng Qingyi looked back at her, and smiled slyly, "Could it be that this king wants you to be hugged?"

Feng Qingyi originally thought that Ming Yuan would be angry because of her frivolous words, but due to her identity, she still had to follow her, but she didn't expect that there was no anger in Ming Yuan's eyes, and she stood there for a while. Seconds followed quickly, breathing a little short of breath.It's dark at night, but Feng Qingyi is a Lianjiazi, her senses are much sharper than ordinary people, she unexpectedly lowered her head and approached Ming Yuan's face, and saw the unusual light red on her cheeks by the moonlight, she was really stunned , even the brain is blank.

Seeing her staring blankly at the same spot, Ming Yuan became more and more shy when he saw her face was only a fist away from her, and walked around Feng Qingyi first, but Feng Qingyi fell behind, and after regaining his emotions, he frowned and touched the tip of his nose, taking three or two steps Followed up and walked in front.For a period of time after that, the two of them were silent, only the sound of footsteps stepping on the stones fell into their ears and hearts that night.

"My lord, the road ahead is narrow, be careful where you step." Ming Yuan has been in Guanli for almost five years, and he is very familiar with this mountain road.She thought that Feng Qingyi was used to walking in front of people because of her status, so she followed her all the time without saying a word, but now it was dark and the moonlight could not shine through the shadowy back, she was afraid that Feng Qingyi would not be able to see the road clearly, and her feet would be in the air.

However, Feng Qingyi didn't answer, and still walked forward.Ming Yuan thought that she couldn't bear the shame and didn't want to walk behind, so he had to walk a few steps quickly to catch up with her, and only waited for the narrow place to help her pass.However, when she took a step forward and turned around to reach out her hand, her body was suddenly suspended in the air, so frightened that she subconsciously reached out to grab it.When she realized something, she had already been carried by Feng Qingyi and walked over, her feet returned to the ground.

"Is my king's eyesight need to be doubted?" Feng Qingyi flung her sleeves and walked up her feet, Mingyuan's face still had the feeling of rubbing against the fabric of her skirt, and she was still hugging her neck just now in a panic.Thinking about it carefully, she wanted to help Feng Qingyi but in the end Feng Qingyi helped her, and she even took a lot of advantage from Feng Qingyi for nothing.