Feng Guang shouted, "I'm not crazy! I'm serious!"
Xia Chao waved his hand with a dark face, and two soldiers immediately came over and pulled Feng Guang down.
Feng Guang was very angry and furious, but she still couldn't beat her father.
When the young maid saw her mistress being dragged back again, she said with a mournful face, "Miss, why did you do this? The prince showed his affection for Miss Biao in front of so many people, disregarding your feelings. Why did you have to bring Miss Biao back for the sake of the prince?"
The little maid genuinely cared about Feng Guang, which was why she couldn't understand. In her opinion, Qiao Ling should have died as soon as possible.
Feng Guang patted the little maid on the shoulder and sighed deeply, "You wouldn't understand."
For example, she didn't want to exchange Qiao Ling for Duanmu Xuan at all. She wanted to take the opportunity to sneak into Black Wind Village so that she could have a close encounter with Mo Qing. Then, she suddenly remembered something very important. Since Qiao Ling had already been captured and taken to Black Wind Village, that meant that she must know the second male lead, Mo Qing!
If Mo Qing has already fallen for Qiao Ling, then the situation is far too unfavorable for her.
Seeing her mistress squatting on the ground in frustration again, the maidservant couldn't help but say with concern, "Miss, don't worry, with the Prime Minister here, the Prince and Miss Biao won't be able to cause any trouble."
"Alright, alright." Feng Guang waved his hand. "I'm thirsty, go get me a glass of water."
"Yes, Miss..." The little maidservant ran to the carriage without complaint.
The two sides were still locked in a standoff, but the difference was that, in addition to Fu Xiang, Duanmu Xuan was now also opposing the Xia Dynasty.
Feng Guang really wanted to tell her father that they were the male and female leads, and they couldn't beat them, but she touched her head and gave up the idea of running up and courting death. For some reason, she felt a little sorry for her father. Going against the male lead was really not an easy thing.
Suddenly, a figure entered her field of vision.
A man dressed in a black robe and wearing a black straw hat slowly walked up the mountain. He carried timber on his back, but his steps were not slow at all. Feng Guang glanced back at the soldier, then turned his gaze back to the man, and kindly walked over. "Hey, don't go over there. A fight might break out over there at any time. It's very dangerous."
He stopped, his face mostly obscured by his straw hat, making it difficult to see clearly. Only his slightly hoarse voice could be heard, like that of a traveler thirsty in the desert: "But I want to go home."
"Are you a woodcutter who lives in the mountains?"
He nodded. "Yes."
“No wonder… but it’s dangerous now. Why don’t you wait until they’ve finished talking before you go over?” Feng Guang thought for a moment. With the male and female leads there, her father and the Black Wind Stronghold people definitely wouldn’t fight. She looked at the man dressed in all black and asked a very philosophical question, “Aren’t you hot?”
The man shook his head and continued walking.
"Hey!" Feng Guang didn't dare to grab his hand, she could only hold onto the hem of his clothes. "You can't go over there now."
"I'm going back." After saying this simple sentence, he looked down at her hand that was clutching the hem of his clothes, his meaning clear: he wanted her to let go.
But as he looked down, she noticed the uneven skin tone on his face. The man had delicate features, but he wasn't particularly handsome. Instead, he had a lifeless aura. What was most striking was that the right side of his face was much whiter than the left.
She knew that there were people with two faces, but compared to those with two faces, the slightly raised skin at his temples told her that the right half of his face was covered by a mask.
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