142 How could I fall in love with him?

"Are you afraid of not being able to cover your head?"

Feng Chenye looked down at her. This guy was lying comfortably on his lap, biting the barbecue in his hand carelessly. He didn't realize that her current posture was full of temptation to all men.

Should he remind her that if this continues, he will not be able to help but take her to the deep mountains and wild forests and roll her around a few more times?

The big palm tightened slightly and fell unconsciously on her waist, causing her breathing to become somewhat chaotic.

Seeing her eating so happily, I suddenly had the urge to get close to her and gently kiss the remaining oil stains on her lips.

There were not many carriages, only a few. Of course, Jiuyin and Prince Yi sat in one. The remaining carriages were reserved for the two girls, and one was reserved for Qingyi. The two carriages that were loved by the province were loaded with them.

It's all supplies and food.

Basically, most people have to pitch tents, and a small number of people can't even get a tent.

It's not that they don't have a good budget, it's just that these hot-blooded men are used to living a life of living in the open, and no one thinks it's a big deal.

But Jiuyin was faintly worried about them. It would be troublesome if it rained heavily at night.

"The prince doesn't follow the official path, does he want to avoid the prince and others?"

In fact, what she wanted to ask more was whether today's killer was sent by the prince? Is the prince trying to give them a blow?

Does he want to tell everyone that he will deal with anyone who investigates this case, even his own brother?

But after thinking about it, I felt that it was unlikely. Doing so would do no good to the prince at all.

She thought Feng Chenye wouldn't answer her question, but she didn't expect that his deep voice came from above her head: "He is not a prince."

Jiuyin was startled and almost couldn't help but get up from his lap: "Who is someone who is not the prince? Why do you have so many enemies?"

When she came back from Langya Island, she met Qinglong's killer, and then met some more killers one after another. Until now, she didn't know who sent people to kill him, and even Qingcheng was unwilling to let him go.

This time, he met a killer just a short time after leaving the imperial city, and he was not from the prince. It can only be said that his enemies are really superfluous. They come in batches like this, making it really difficult to guard against them.

"Miss Jiuyin, it's not that the prince has many enemies, it's just that the prince is a prince and holds great power. There are many people in the court who want to win over the prince or deal with him. There is no need for Miss Jiuyin to be surprised.

Don't panic, the prince will definitely protect you."

Of course Jiuyin knew that Feng Chenye would protect her. Judging from the interaction between the two of them on the roof of the car today, she knew very well that Feng Chenye would never let her get hurt in the slightest.

Although he was very angry with himself at that moment, he was so angry that he still couldn't bear to watch her get hurt.

Feng Chenye was indeed getting better and better towards her.

Her faint eyes fell on his chin, and when she was about to say a few warm words, she heard a few depressing words coming out of his thin and sensual lips: "Before I get tired of playing with her, naturally,

I will protect her."

Jiuyin bit her lip and decided to endure the tone. It was even harder to hear a few warm words from Prince Yi's mouth.

What he said to her last night was enough for her to think about it for a long time, so she wouldn't force it today, not to mention she had offended him today.

She nuzzled into his arms again, and after getting along with him for a long time, she no longer cared about his insulting words.

"Then I don't know how to make the prince remember my body for a longer time?"

With a "pop" sound, I don't know who was so ignorant that the drink in his mouth squirted out.

Feng Chenye glanced at the eighteen riders below with his cold eyes. Several of them lowered their heads and did not dare to take a breath.

In fact, the girl's family said such things in front of so many people. They rarely realized that this Jiuyin girl looked weak and frail, but when she spoke, she was really talkative.

When the prince said those words just now, they were still worried. The girl was afraid that she would be severely injured by the prince. No one expected that not only would she not be injured, but she would become more energetic.

Of course, Feng Chenye didn't want to discuss this kind of topic with his woman in front of so many people, especially these hot-blooded men. If they wanted to discuss it, the two of them should find a place where no one could see them and have a good discussion.

Seeing that she was still sleeping on his lap, eating barbecue intermittently, he suddenly snorted coldly and squeezed her waist hard with his big palm.

This pinch caused Jiuyin's facial features to tangle in pain, and the taste of the meat in his mouth immediately changed.

Prince Yi is still as moody as before, and he still has the same saying, accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger, which is terrible.

"What's wrong?" She couldn't help but look at him resentfully. The relationship between the two had obviously improved, so why did it suddenly happen again?

"Are you full?" he asked in a deep voice.

Seeing the impatience in his eyes, Jiuyin hurriedly climbed up from his arms, finished the remaining barbecue in his hands, threw the bones casually, took the soft towel handed by Qing Yi and wiped the corners of his mouth and small hands

After wiping it clean, he smiled at him and said, "I'm full. What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

"Now that you're full, let's go." He threw the wine bottle down, stood up suddenly, and walked aside.

Jiuyin was a little confused. Where to go at night?

But regardless of whether she could understand it or not, she still stood up and chased him: "Your Majesty, we are going..."

The words suddenly stopped here, because Feng Chenye's long arms had already wrapped around her waist, and he jumped up, leading her to fly through the jungle lightly.

Her ears were filled with the sound of howling wind. It was obviously a gentle summer day, but the night wind blowing on her face was like a knife on her face, which was very painful.

Jiuyin quickly closed her eyes and buried her face in his arms.

It wasn't until the wind in her ears stopped that she opened her eyes and looked at Feng Chenye, feeling a little bored: "Your Majesty, what exactly are you going to do?"

"Be you." He pushed her down onto the pile of dead leaves aside.

Jiuyin opened her eyes wide and watched helplessly as he started to untie her clothes.

It turns out that the prince's words of "be her" were not a joke to her.

Her heart tightened and she said uneasily: "Your Majesty, I haven't recovered yet..."

"Who cares about you."

"Your Majesty, we haven't showered or changed clothes yet..."

"Wash after finishing..."

"Your Majesty..."

"Shut up!"

The woman finally shut up. As for what to do after shutting up, of course Prince Yi has already given the answer to everyone.

What to do? Just be her.

…

Qing Tong and Ru Hua waited and waited in the crowd. This time it was even scarier than at noon. They waited for nearly two hours before they saw the refreshed Prince Yi and the man in his arms.

Below, a girl droops like a kitten, pulling her head.

When he returned to the carriage, he threw the person to Ruhua and said disdainfully: "She wants to take a bath."

Dropping these words, turned around and left.

Just like at noon, the two of them were supporting the woman who had only the strength to breathe back to the carriage.

Looking at Jiuyin who was lying on the quilt and gasping for air, Qingtong scratched his head and said with a trace of confusion: "Your Majesty said you want to take a bath, what do you mean? Are you so tired that you don't even have the strength to take a bath? I'll get the girl some water.

When you get back, let's just wash it off in the carriage, okay?"

Jiuyin waved his hand, shook his head and said, "Wait a minute, let me recover first."

"You won't..." Qingtong looked at her, but couldn't help but open the curtains of the car window, looking at the tall figure blending into the crowd, she was filled with shock and said: "You didn't stop in the middle, right?

"

Jiuyin didn't even have the energy to answer her. She changed her position and lay down comfortably, exhaled lightly, and then said softly: "Bring me back some water later."

"knew."

Ruhua and Qingtong looked at each other and hurriedly exited the carriage. Looking at her again made them feel sad to death.

The most beloved Prince Yi in my heart had done this to another woman. The heartache was like countless little hands tearing at their hearts. It was so uncomfortable.

Qingtong let out a breath, and when she thought of Jiuyin's dying appearance, she felt sad but strangely seemed relieved at the same time.

Fortunately, the person who was being tortured was not her. If it had been her, it was difficult for her to guarantee that she would not be tortured halfway and couldn't help but draw out the long sword and stab the person behind her.

There must be a limit to "being a human being". Who can stand it if it happens like this every time?

Ruhua's face turned red and she couldn't help but rub her eyebrows. It was indeed scary.

Prince Yi has always been a god-like figure in her heart, but thanks to Jiuyin, she finally had more contact with Prince Yi.

The more she came into contact with him, the more she felt that he was really a terrifying man. If she were to follow him in her place, she doubted whether she would be able to live long.

Although Prince Yi's love and pity for Jiuyin is indeed enviable to others, as long as it comes to this kind of thing...

The two couldn't help but glance at each other again, feeling concerned.

Men are really well-dressed beasts. When they are wearing clothes, they are graceful and charming, but when they are not wearing clothes, they are even worse than harp beasts.

"Let's clean her up first." Anyway, I'm not the one being tortured. As long as the girl can bear it, that's fine.

"I think I should give her a good patch up later." Qingtong said.

"What to make up for?"

"Some thousand-year-old ginseng or something."

"I think General Ares has no shortage of such things."

Qingtong nodded and gave her a look of understanding, and the two of them chatted softly and walked towards the river with the bucket.

When she came back, Jiuyin, who was lying in the carriage, had already fallen asleep, and the two of them didn't bother her.

After Ruhua used her internal energy to heat up the bucket of water, she and Qingtong carefully took off her clothes and took out a fist-sized luminous pearl from the box next to her, so that there would be enough light in the carriage.

When Jiuyin's clothes were taken off and she saw the mottled purple and bruises all over her body, the two of them trembled unconsciously, and at the same time they cursed several times in their hearts: The piano beast, it's really the piano beast!
Chapter completed!