Crying in anger, pretending to be in love with the villain after wearing a real daughter

I wanted to see the big devil lie and make up nonsense, but I didn't expect that the next second, my buttocks were held by warm hands.

On one side of Dongfang Chuyou's face, his thin lips almost touched her earlobe.

"Qingfeng wants to know? I will tell you slowly that night with this king in the wedding room..."

Just as Nan Qingfeng was about to reply, a scream suddenly came from outside.

"Miss!"

The door was knocked open with a bang.

The cold air rushed in, and the scene of Nan Qingfeng straddling Dongfang Chuyou, with his buttocks held up, stunned everyone.

Liuyun didn't even bother to drag out the trespassing person, and hurriedly knelt down on one knee, "This subordinate deserves to die! Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

The guard who followed him knelt on the ground, and the maid who broke in looked particularly abrupt.

She was covered in injuries, her hair was messy, her dirty face was red, and she hesitated in place, not knowing what to do.

"Bracelet?"

Zhuo'er is Beiming Qingfeng's maid. Because Beiming Qingfeng was raised by servants, he was very considerate of Zhuo'er, a maid, and won her loyalty.

With this look, he dared to break through the door guarded by King Zhenbei, which shows how worried he is about her.

This posture was seen by so many people, but Nan Qingfeng's face did not turn red at all. She lowered her eyes and looked at the man beneath her.

"This is my sweetheart's personal maid. I don't think the prince will care about it..."

Dongfang Chuyou raised his hand and caressed her delicate face.

"If you disturb my royal pleasure, even if you are your sweetheart's personal maid, you cannot break the rules."

Hearing this, Zhuo'er's lips turned pale instantly.

I was worried about the young lady's safety just now, but I didn't know that what I was breaking into was the door of King Zhenbei...

Dead.

"but……"

Nan Qingfeng knew that he must have something to say, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "But what?"

"If you become my princess and the mistress of the Zhenbei Palace... it will be no problem to pardon a mere maid."

"Why did the prince's request for marriage turn into a forced marriage?"

Threaten her?

Nan Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and smiled, a little coldly.

"How can you say it's forceful?" Dongfang Chuyou smiled harmlessly, "Is it wrong for me to want to get you as soon as possible?"

"That's right. Thank you, Your Majesty. I will give you a reward."

Nan Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, leaned forward and kissed Dongfang Chu You on the side of his face.

The man felt as if he was struck by lightning, and the hand caressing her cheek stopped momentarily.

The tenderness on the handsome face has reached its limit and is about to break, and the corners of the eyes twitch.

Although she doesn't know what the big devil's purpose is for approaching her, she is still valuable to the big devil now.

Nan Qingfeng succeeded in his revenge, and felt extremely happy. He didn't panic at all, and he got out just in time.

Liu Yun saw this scene from the corner of his eye, and thought to himself, "It's over, I'll have to breathe softer on the way back later..."

The atmosphere in the wing room was strange and terrifying. After an unknown amount of time, Dongfang Chuyou stood up, and everyone except Nan Qingfeng followed suit.

"Your Majesty..." Liu Yun licked his lips nervously.

"Go home."

There were no waves on the handsome face, but Liu Yun felt doubled the pressure.

Nan Qingfeng didn't realize it at all, "It's still early, the prince won't stay for a while?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, Dongfang Chuyou immediately recalled the scene just now. His cheeks seemed to be stained with dirt, and his proud patience was on the verge of collapse.

"Prince?" Nan Qingfeng looked at his back.

Dongfang Chuyou closed his eyes, turned his head, and forced a smile on his lips.

The candlelight flickered, and he smiled stiffly.

"I will prepare to marry you when I go back, the sooner the better."

After saying this, without waiting for Nan Qingfeng's reply, he stepped out of the door without looking back.

Liu Yun hurriedly stood up and followed, not daring to neglect at all.

"My lord, please go slowly and remember to visit me more often. I'm scared to be alone in Bei Ming Mansion..."

Nan Qingfeng stood in front of the door, waving goodbye, his black and white eyes sparkling, and there was no trace of fear at all.

Ahead, Dongfang Chu You accidentally stumbled over a pebble.

He stood still, raised his head and took a deep breath, without looking back, and quickened his pace to leave.

After the people completely disappeared from sight, Nan Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and chuckled, murmuring in a low voice, "Threatening this young lady's fate."

"Miss……"

Behind him, the maid Huo'er called out in a low voice and looked at her with strange eyes.

How do you feel that the lady is completely different from before?

Before he took a step towards Nan Qingfeng, his vision suddenly went dark and he fainted.

"Bracelet?!"

With quick eyes and quick hands, Nan Qingfeng caught her, carried her to the bed, and reached out to check her pulse.

This time, her eyebrows instantly tightened.

She pursed her lips, opened the collar of Huo'er and took a look, and immediately became furious!

This girl's pipa bone was penetrated by an iron hook on one side!

That pitch-black hook is still glowing with blood!

Is this girl rushing back to save her with such a broken body?

Nan Qingfeng's heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to touch his index finger.

The black spider tattoo appeared, and the next second, a white porcelain bottle appeared in the hand, pouring out a brown pill and feeding it to the bracelet.

This elixir can relieve pain and restore vitality.

This girl is too weak. If the iron hook is taken out now, she may not be able to survive.

We can only take good care of ourselves first.

When Zhuo'er wakes up, she wants to ask, who dares to attack her people?

Gu——

There was a long hungry cry in Zhuo'er's belly, which made Nan Qingfeng's eyelids twitch as he was guarding the bed.

"Silly girl."

She gently pushed aside the messy hair from Huo'er's forehead, muttered something, got up and went straight to the kitchen.

She probably knew the structure of the house, so she followed the route in her memory.

The kitchen is brightly lit, and there are bursts of aroma wafting out.

Nan Qingfeng peeked out and saw that several cooks inside were busy handing over the freshly cooked meals to the maids waiting outside.

"etc."

Several maids were about to leave after bringing the food, but when they turned around, they almost bumped into Nan Qingfeng.

She was startled at first, but when she saw clearly that the person coming was Nan Qingfeng, the fear in the eyes of those maids was no longer there, but instead they were full of anger.

"Don't you have a good eye? This is a meal for the young master and the young lady. If you spill it, the madam will give you a whip!"

Nan Qingfeng directly raised his hand and pinched the girl's slender neck, gradually exerting force.

"There are no rules. Even if I am not favored, my surname is still Beiming. I am a young lady of orthodox blood in this house. How dare you talk to me like this as a mere servant?"

The maid's face turned purple after being pinched by her, and her hands holding the fine black chicken soup began to tremble and lose strength.

"Little Miss, please spare my life..."

Nan Qingfeng snorted coldly, took the plate from her hand, and looked at her with contempt, "If you do it again next time, I will kill you."

The maid walked away from the ghost gate, but she was still frightened and kept saying yes.

Nan Qingfeng held the dinner plate, turned around and left.

The girl Zhuo'er was alone in the room. I wonder if Helianru would fight back, so she had to go back as soon as possible.

I quickly walked back the way I came, and then passed the main courtyard when I suddenly heard a soft call from behind me.

"Qingfeng?"

Nan Qingfeng paused and looked back.

The visitor was dressed in a white robe, standing against the wind, his eyes slightly squinted, and he looked at her with a smile.

Bei Ming Qingfeng’s second brother, Bei Ming Nan!