Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

When Feng Qian was in a daze and lost his mind, the other party clamped her wrists, and his slender and strong fingers raised her hands above her head, clenching them tightly so that she could not break free.

Feng Qian's back bumped into a thick tree trunk, and the other party held her two wrists, tightly holding and pressing on the tree trunk.

The princess's delicate skin was scratched red by the rough tree trunk.

next second.

A cold hand grabbed her throat.

The temperature of that hand was very low, with thick calluses on the fingertips, which were pressed against the girl's slender neck.

At this time, he only needs to use a little force to twist the opponent's throat.

The man's long legs were slightly bent, and they pressed against her thigh with a cold temperature.

Feng Qian was completely restrained, unable to move.

The evening wind brushed against the cheeks, and the temperature was icy cold.

Qi Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was cold: "Banguo? Or... Linguo?"

Feng Qian blinked her eyes, and she opened her lips, but found that she could only make a whimpering sound.

Qi Yin seemed to have noticed this too, he paused, and let go of his hand.

The clamp on the throat was released, and Fengqian coughed a few times.

She could feel that the temperature in Shard's eyes was extremely cold, with a dangerous edge.

She raised her head slightly to meet the other's gaze.

"I am... Princess Le'an."

The clear female voice was a little hoarse, obviously because she was injured a little bit because she was strangled just now.

After the girl's voice fell, Qi Yin frowned, and with his fingertips avoiding the girl's skin, he picked up the mask covering her face.

The faint moonlight falls.

The young girl Qingcheng's face was exposed in sight.

The girl's black and white pupils seemed to be soaked in mist at this time, hazy.

He held each other's hand slightly loose.

General Qi lowered his eyelashes, his slender lips were slightly pursed, and his voice was cold: "How to prove it?"

Qi Yin had never met Princess Le'an, and although the original owner had never seen Qi Yin, the general who was rumored to have made great military exploits, he had seen his portrait.

Feng Qian paused, and replied: "The general who protects the country can testify."

General Qi paused, as if thinking.

In the end, he loosened the hand holding Feng Qian's wrist, and his fingertips dropped to his side.

Feng Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and withdrew his somewhat numb hand.

Qi Yin's attack just now was not serious, but very forceful, because in his eyes, Feng Qian was most likely sent by the enemy. General Qi has never been gentle to the enemy.

Feng Qian moved her wrist, but the opponent's hand clamped her hands behind her again and held them in her palms.

Feng Qian: "..."

General Qi's voice was indifferent: "Before the identification is verified, there are many offenses."

Feng Qian didn't resist or speak, and walked towards the barracks unhurriedly being suppressed like this.

When the patrolling soldiers saw General Qi behind the girl, they bowed their heads respectfully, "General."

Qi Yin nodded slightly, clamped Feng Qian's hand, and led her to the main tent.

He took down a bundle of rope with one free hand, and tied Feng Qian's hands with lowered eyes.

After doing this, Qi Yin raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Qian.

The girl's eyes were calm, and in such a situation, she did not show any uneasiness.

He paused, turned around and sat down, and raised his hand to add a candle.

Not long after, the general protecting the country was called to the main account.

He was wearing a battle armor with a slightly stern look on his face, "General Qi, is someone attacking at night?"

When General Protector raised his foot and approached, he noticed the girl standing aside.

He couldn't help but froze.

Qi Yin poured himself a cup of hot tea, raised his eyes and drank it unhurriedly.

The general who protects the country is surprised: "Princess Le'an? Why are you here? Or... this outfit?"

He glanced at Her Royal Highness the princess in black night clothes, and also noticed that at this moment, the princess's hands were tied together by thick ropes.