The mysterious ink-colored car curtain was lifted up by a slender hand—

A man wearing a black brocade robe and a handsome face, lowered his head slightly and got off the carriage.

Next second.

He was stunned!

I saw a person hanging on the city wall at the entrance of the palace.

Long Jue is very familiar with that person.

Under the man's robe, every inch of texture and line was touched by Long Jue day and night under his palm.

Like jade, I can't let go of my love.

But now, it is so careless in the eyes of the world.

There is no trace of concealment.

A scarlet color flashed in Long Jue's eyes, and the hand under Xuanyi's ink sleeve suddenly clenched into a fist, gritting his teeth and asking, "What's going on? Why is Feng Jin hanging here by someone?!"

He was stripped naked and had no pair of underwear left. He was for the portrait to watch it all!

Behind him, the guard who learned the basic situation among the people, heard the anger in his tone of his prince, and quickly clasped his fists and said, "Report to the prince, my subordinates just asked the people around him. When they said that when they came, Mr. Feng Jin had already been hanging here like this, and as for who did it... I don't know."

"I don't know, I don't know!"

Long Jue laughed furiously and pinched his fingers and made a crackling sound, which shows how angry he was.

The guard's mouth was closed and he did not dare to respond, for fear of arguing with the prince at this time.

Long Juemo raised his sleeve, pulled out the long sword from the guard's hand, and flew up.

A sword ran across the sky, cutting the rope with Feng Jin's hands hanging on the city wall.

Feng Jin fell down quickly.

At this time, a mysterious ink-colored robe was raised and fell on the shoulders of the young man who was naked and covered the spring light on his body.

Long Jue followed his robe to catch Feng Jin.

"Prince." Feng Jin fell in Long Jue's arms, her beautiful eyes filled with crystal tears of endurance. She looked at him without stopping, biting her lips gently, and shouted in a grievance.

Long Jue frowned his eyebrows tightly. Although he was full of machismo and possessiveness in his heart, he was reluctant to let his man's body be seen by others, but seeing Feng Jin's delicate appearance as if crying and unable to say anything to blame and scold him, he had to say one sentence: "I am here."

In the eyes of outsiders, His Highness Yong's hero saved the beauty and hugged Young Master Feng Jin and looked at each other affectionately. Their bodies slowly turned around in the air before they landed slowly.

The young master Feng Jin was also held in his arms by His Highness Yong. His dark robe of the prince covered his body, which was originally not covered in a short wisp.

This picture is so full of gay love!!

His Highness Yong is a manly style and has the habit of splitting his sleeves.

Young Master Feng Jin is the prince’s male favorite.

Now—

Completely confirm!

The people around them covered their mouths and whispered.

"Look, look, it's true."

"I didn't believe it before, but I didn't expect... it was indeed too young and naive."

"Tsk tsk tsk, the world is so beautiful that the world is getting worse, and the rivers are not as old as ever!"

"It's simply inappropriate to hug each other in public..."

Long Jue hugged Feng Jin and frowned.

What happened to these untouchables?

Feng Jin knew it, turned pale and urged: "Prince, come back to the carriage..."

His Highness Yong didn't want to be watched like a monkey, so naturally there was nothing he disagreed with.

Feng Jin couldn't walk like this, Long Jue was about to hold him and head towards his black-colored black-colored black-wood carriage...
Chapter completed!