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Changsun Wuji asked again, "Why did you grab the blade?"

Baili Feiyue had no intention of hiding it from him, and there was nothing to hide.

He simply recounted the entire process of the competition and the accident.

I only heard the man above me laugh, "Why didn't you use your neck to catch it?"

"It's because my neck can't catch it. I have to work hard to reach it with my hands."

Baili Feiyue wanted to slap herself a few times while answering.

She clearly felt that she didn't like Changsun Wuji that much, so why did she suddenly feel comfortable around him?

Even though they haven't seen each other for a long time, today first General Cheng had a duel, and then they were besieged. Now she is taking a bath in the hot spring, and her hair is being wiped. It feels so comfortable that she feels like taking a nap leaning on him?

Is she really a little confused about herself?

Seeing that Changsun Wuji didn't reply for a long time, nor did he continue asking, he simply turned over and faced him.

Look at him very seriously.

Zhang Sun Wuji stopped wiping her hair and touched her face. "Little lunatic, what are you crazy about again? Huh?"

A very normal and ordinary sentence.

Baili Feiyue felt inexplicably aggrieved.

There's no reason.

She moved, put her arms on his chest, put her face on his chest, and whispered, "Changsun Wuji, you have to be nice to me."

The man's hand fell on her head, again and again, like stroking a restless cat.

"good."

Baili Feiyue suddenly raised her head, "Humph, you have no sincerity at all! Tell me," she said fiercely, pretending to strangle him, "when did you go to the Western Suburbs Camp!"

"When Ling Duannian was bandaging your wound."

"Then why don't you show up!"

Zhang Sun Wuji laughed and stroked her angry little face again, "Jing'er, it's rare that among all those messy children in your Ling Mansion, there is still such a brother who really treats you as his own sister. What is the purpose of this prince going in?"

Why did Baili Feiyue feel something was wrong with this?

"What do you mean?"

Then he widened his eyes and said, "Changsun Wuji, have some shame! Ling Duannian is my biological brother! We have the same father!"

It is impossible to set a passage, "You wouldn't send him to the border just because he is close to me, right..."

"The heart of a mean person."

Zhang Sun Wuji gave her a direct comment in four words, "He can't rely on the title of the general's mansion for his whole life. Now he has the title of an idle prince. Although he can barely get by for a lifetime if nothing unexpected happens, if he wants to have a real place in Kyoto, the frontier is the best choice."

Baili Feiyue also knew that if he went to the frontier and made some military achievements, his backbone would be absolutely different.

"Besides, with General Ling and General Cheng as pioneers, there are no major wars on the border right now. As a sister, you can't keep your youngest brother, the only one who truly loves you, in the back garden forever. This is not a blessing for him."

He laughed again, "Jing'er, why are you looking at me like that?"

"I just feel that these words don't sound like you would say them." These words are too normal for normal people to think.

It was just like an ordinary brother-in-law caring about his brother-in-law.

He reached out his hand and touched his face, "Let me see if it's fake, if it's a disguise. You must be a fake Changsun Wuji!"

Changsun Wuji let her make a fuss, "Does your hand not hurt?"

Baili Feiyue did not hide her grin at this reminder.

And he began to settle scores, "Why did you go crazy earlier and hurt my hand like that!"

"What do you think?"

He picked her up and turned her position upside down.

Before Baili Feiyue could open her mouth, a kiss came suddenly.

"Next time if you don't come home for so long, I'll show you how I'll punish you!"

Baili Feiyue was so angry at this sudden brutality that she lost her ability to think.

After a while, "My hands hurt so much!"

"Look at all this blood! And you're still kissing me like that, you bastard!"

"Bandage me up!"

After the bandage was done again and Baili Feiyue's hair was dry, she could hardly keep her eyelids open. She didn't know when she fell asleep while leaning against Changsun Wuji.

When Changsun Wuji stood up and hugged her, Baili Feiyue opened her eyes and looked.

He closed his eyes again and stretched out his arms lazily.

After being picked up, she naturally hooked her arms around the man's neck.

Changsun Wuji carried her to the bedroom and put her on the bed. Baili Feiyue turned over and fell asleep completely.

He stood up and walked out of the bedroom.

When they arrived at a certain place, the baby-faced Xiangyang stood out shivering uncontrollably.

Xiangyang is not a coward, but at this moment, he really feels like he would rather die than live.

"Master." He almost stuttered. Although his voice didn't sound much different, it was because he tried his best to keep steady, okay?

Ever since the princess left the palace more than half a month ago and never returned, only he, the personal shadow guard, knew how many times the princess had almost lost her life!

The fact that she is still alive and well now can only mean that her master really can't bear to do anything to her!

If it were someone else, if it were someone else...

Xiangyang really couldn’t imagine it!

The princess actually wants to leave her master...

Whenever Xiangyang thought of this, he felt cold all over.

He has been with his master for so many years, and he is not someone who can be scared by small storms. But the princess...

Let’s not talk about the distant past, let’s just talk about today.

According to the master's temperament, Princess...

But the master seemed to be fine.

It’s horrible… it’s really horrible.

"Those assassins from before..."

"No need to check." Changsun Wuji laughed, "Leave it to Jing'er to check."

"...Yes." This word seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Changsun Wuji looked at him, "What's wrong with you?"

Xiangyang knelt down with a plop, "Master, Princess...Princess..."

"Well, she was tired and fell asleep."

Xiangyang opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word. "I'll take my leave."

Changsun Wuji waved his hand calmly as usual.

After Xiangyang left the Regent's Palace for a long distance, he breathed heavily as if he had not breathed before.

Princess... May you be blessed...

I really can't help you in any way.

Besides, Baili Feiyue, who should have been asleep on the bed, opened her eyes at this moment.

First he slapped himself twice.

So shameless!

I still can't figure out whether she really needs to get rid of her brain.

Changsun Wuji was such a powerful person that he probably guessed what she was thinking when she left Yecheng! No wonder he almost broke her hand before.

But now, she has truly discovered that she doesn't dislike him as much as she thought.

grass!

What's wrong with her?

Let’s talk about another place, which is the inn where the envoys from the West Moon Kingdom stayed.

A woman dressed in the clothes of a palace maid from the Kingdom of Xiyue quietly came to Princess Jingli's bedroom.

After walking to the bedside, he lowered his voice and said, "Princess, I failed."

Princess Jingli sat up. "If this can't solve the problem, does she have three heads and six arms?"

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