Chapter 223 Something’s wrong!

Cheng Nianying wanted to step on Fu Yi.

She stretched out her feet and rubbed them against Fu Yi's shoes twice.

The tips of his boots immediately became a little dirty.

But Fu Yi turned a blind eye and just stared at her motionlessly.

This can't torture him anymore?

Cheng Nianying tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said in a dry voice, "You're feeling jealous,... can I take a look?"

These words really stumped Fu Yi.

He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing: "Oh, I'll cut open my heart and show it to you?"

Cheng Nianying licked her lips, and an idea flashed in her mind.

…

Outside the carriage, King Liang saw the guards standing on both sides at a glance.

Yes, Fu Yi was afraid of death and always had guards by his side.

But we need to figure out the whole story...

He approached quickly alone without changing his expression.

"King Liang?"

"Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Liang!"

"Your Highness, what are you doing?"

They started talking at once.

"I am waiting for your prince here. Why? You still don't allow me?" King Liang said, then suddenly realized, "...Fu Yi has come out?"

"He's in the carriage?"

As soon as King Liang finished his last words, he suddenly opened the curtain of the carriage.

"bite--"

There were several clanging sounds in succession.

The guards all drew their swords and blocked the sword handed to them by King Liang.

King Liang laughed: "Why are you panicking? I haven't even taken off my scabbard yet..."

As he spoke, he suddenly stopped talking, and his face was fixed on an extremely strange, so strange that it was even a little funny.

In the carriage.

Cheng Nianying raised one leg and stepped on Fu Yi's waist and abdomen.

...something's not right.

She wants to kill Fu Yi?

He should be killed with a knife, who would kill with his legs?

If it wasn't to kill Fu Yi, this attitude would seem to be completely reversed - as if Fu Yi was the one being bullied???

The wind blew past the narrow gate of Prince Ding's palace.

Everyone was frozen in place.

…

………

"Your Highness Prince Liang! You have lost your composure!" The guard reacted and shouted.

Fu Yi leaned his back against the car wall, but didn't react much.

At this time, Cheng Nianying slowly retracted her legs from Fu Yi, turned her back to the carriage door, lowered her head slightly, and looked uncomfortable.

King Liang woke up as if from a dream, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say.

The hilt of the sword in his hand was pressing against his palm... He instinctively loosened his grip in a trance, and the lifted curtain fell down again.

The guards then put away their swords.

But then King Liang felt something was wrong and hurriedly lifted the curtain again, this time much more gracefully, using his hands.

Looking back at the carriage, Cheng Nianying was sitting upright.

Fu Yi raised his eyes and asked, "How could Your Highness Prince Liang be so overbearing? He's still chasing me after I've already left Prince Ding's mansion?"

King Liang stood there, feeling inexplicably awkward.

That's not right!

He came out to save people!

It shouldn't be like this!

"You..." Prince Liang's throat was choked, and he struggled to squeeze out the words, "You called her 'what' just now? You called her 'Xiao He'?"

Fu Yi smiled and nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Cheng Nianying slowly turned around at this moment, feeling somewhat bewildered and surprised. Why did the King of Liang chase after her?

Just because he heard her name? To make sure she was okay?

Cheng Nianying lowered her head and thought for a moment, then immediately gave up on "interrogating" Fu Yi.

She bent down, pushed open the curtain, and jumped out of the carriage.

Fu Yi suddenly leaned forward and reached out to grab her, but failed. Only then did he call out from behind her with a hint of displeasure: "Aying..."

King Liang was stunned.

Not Xiaohe?

Did he hear it wrong?

No, impossible!

Cheng Nianying raised her hand at this time: "Your Highness Prince Liang, please go to the side and talk."

Fu Yi sat back slowly but didn't stop him.

He watched Cheng Nianying and King Liang walk to the corner, his fingers unconsciously curled up and rubbed the waist pillow beside him.

"I'm fine." Cheng Nianying spoke.

Although we haven't seen each other for several months, the girl's clear voice, mixed with a cold temperament, is so recognizable.

King Liang's uncertainty disappeared in an instant.

But... "You and Fu Yi..."