C79 (2/2)

Feng Xiwu looked at him, a little confused.

Qu Jingxi's other hand slowly extended towards the white handkerchief, lifting up a layer of the white handkerchief. A flowery butterfly flew out.

Feng Xiwu's eyes were wide opened, it was not only because of the butterfly's flying wings that caused the arc, when did she grab it, why didn't she notice him at all?

”Don't run around anymore. Do you know how anxious Zi Lan is if she can't find you?”

His tone was very helpless, as if he was trying to reason with an ignorant child.

, who had always been whimsical and reckless, felt a tinge of guilt when he thought of how Zi Lan had acted so anxious for her.

”Then, Your Highness, what do you think about that mask just now?”

On the way back, Feng Xiwu pulled on his sleeves and asked coquettishly.

Qu Jingxi once again remembered the shock in his heart when he saw the mask. In Princess Hua-Yang's heart, This King is a pig? ”

Hm?

The woman giggled. ”The prince said so himself. This wangfei didn't say anything.”

”If so, it doesn't matter.” Qu Jingxi said as he looked forward. Have you forgotten, esteemed wangfei, that if this king is a pig and this wangfei is this king's wife, then what is wangfei? ”

Bang!

Feng Xiwu glared at him with her beautiful eyes.

The man smiled and reached out to scratch her delicate nose.

”Wu, you're wrong again. The correct answer should be Bai Cai.”

Feng Xiwu was startled, then a little embarrassed and annoyed. She was tricked by this man again, but she couldn't beat him.

”Tired?”

Seeing that Feng Xiwu didn't have the intention to move at all, Qu Jingxi smiled and accompanied her in squatting down. ”She's already so grown-up, why does she always like to have the temper of a child?”

Feng Xiwu pitifully blinked her eyes, ”Husband, I'm so tired, I don't want to walk anymore.”

”Then who was the one who didn't get tired even after running so far away?”

Feng Xiwu's face reddened, and her small mouth curved upwards, ”It's because I'm tired because I ran so far that you're carrying me, okay?”

Prince Jing looked at the two small hands holding onto his sleeves and sighed, ”Come up.”

With permission, Feng Xiwu gently leaped up onto his back.

”I really don't know who gave you the habit of making people carry you whenever you feel like it.”

Qu Jingxi stood up, he was still as light as ever, when would the little fellow grow up a little.

However, Feng Xiwu slowly spoke up from behind, ”When I was young, when I went out with Elder Brother Xuan to play, I became more addicted to sleep. Sometimes, when I was tired, Elder Brother Xuan would carry me on his back and then … ”I seem to get used to it.”

Feng Xiwu could clearly feel his body stiffen.

”Prince, what's wrong?”

Qu Jingxi cleared his throat, ”It's alright, I remember that you are already old, so don't let other men carry you.”

”But cousin Xuan isn't anyone else.” Feng Xiwu seemed to be deep in thought. She, who was lying on Qu Jingxi's back, could not see the Prince Jing's face, which was gradually turning black.

”Anyway, don't let other men carry you.” Qu Jingxi was very straightforward.

Sensing that the Great Demon King was in a bad mood, Feng Xiwu answered obediently.

”Princess, are you alright?” When Zi Lan, who was waiting at the city gate saw the Prince Jing carrying Feng Xiwu back, he thought that she had suffered some sort of injury.

Feng Xiwu lay on Qu Jingxi's broad and broad back, feeling a little drowsy. Facing Zi Lan's anxious expression, she immediately regained some of her rationality.

”It's alright, when did your young miss ever get injured?” Feng Xiwu yawned and replied lazily.