Princess Against the World

"That's, as the saying goes, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black, you don't even look, who am I messing with... Nothing else, there are still many bad ideas... No!!"

It was only then that Feng Chenglin remembered what happened to Ling Luoyu, and immediately restrained his laughter.

"Third Young Master, where did you go just now? Why did you disappear in the blink of an eye?"

"Fatty, I have to leave the theater for a while..."

"Leave again! You... If you leave, I don't care, the key is... If Mo Xuanchen comes back to look for you, won't he be unable to find you?!"

The two of them finally got together again, if they separated again, God knows what would happen!

"My departure is related to Mo Xuanchen!! I don't know the specifics for the time being, so I will follow up and investigate carefully!! You are in the theater alone, if you can hold on, then hold on. If you can’t hold on any longer, take someone away... Remember, nothing is important, as long as you are safe!!”

"I know!!" Feng Chenglin bowed his head helplessly: "Third Young Master, you also remember that no matter what happens, I will stand by your side and accompany you!! And... if you can't make it through, You know where to hold you!!"

Although Ling Luoyu didn't say anything, Feng Chenglin could feel that the relationship between her and Mo Xuanchen this time might not be that simple.

"Third Young Master, Mo Xuanchen should only forget you temporarily!! With the feelings of the two of you, he will definitely remember you again!!"

Fatty Feng's despondency made Ling Luoyu feel even more sad, and immediately let out a chuckle, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled more and more like a flower.

"Do you think I, Ling Luoyu, are the kind of person who is willing to fail? Who knows who is the last person to laugh until the last moment?! Maybe I will reverse the situation and make things have a different ending!! "

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The door of the room was closed tightly, and the dark fragrance was lingering, and the babbling singing voice from outside came into the room, making it look more and more quiet.

With arms folded, Xiao Yu stood motionless in the room, staring fixedly at one place.

That place was where she felt the fluctuation of Ling Luoyu's breath.

The air fluctuated, and one person tore through the void and stepped forward.

"master!"

"got it?"

"got it!"

A smile suddenly faded from the corner of Xiao Yu's lips, "Open it for me to see!"

"yes!"

The man hung a scroll in his hand on the wall and slowly opened it.

The person on the scroll is dressed in white, with black hair and a golden crown, holding a feather fan, and a pair of vivid starry eyes, looking forward as if looking through nothingness.

"He is Mo Xuanchen?? He really is a handsome man!!" Xiao Yu's fingertips gently slid across the portrait, smiling brightly.

Slightly squinting, she looked at the person beside her: "Tell me, if I become like him, can I charm a group of girls?!"

The man quickly bowed his head and backed away, his voice trembling: "Master's matter, I don't dare to make a rash judgment, but..."

He raised his hand slowly, and there was another thing in his hand.

"In the ancient city of the Mo family, where the portrait of Mo Xuanchen hangs, this is still hanging there!"

Xiao Yu tilted her head curiously: "Who is this?!"

The man looked strange: "Master, you will know when you open it..."

"Liangzi, you've been with me for so long, you haven't learned anything else, you just learned to play tricks..."

Xiaoyu took the scroll with a smile like a flower, and opened one side of Mo Xuanchen's portrait casually.

The moment she saw the person above, her hands froze suddenly.