Linghu Hua suddenly raised his head and looked at Feng Qingcheng's face. Although the room was dark, he could see the outline of the face clearly.

He definitely doesn't recognize this face.

Given that he didn't know the person who broke into his room privately, Linghu Hua showed his murderous intent and smiled coldly: "It's you who beat him."

Feng Qingcheng's eyes suddenly glared, not knowing when he had provoked this guy, and before he could explain, Linghu Hua had pulled out the long sword again in his hand.

If the fight is really mobilized, it will inevitably alarm others, and then Feng Qingcheng's face will be exposed to the world.

The ruggedness suddenly appeared in his eyes, and Feng Qingcheng suddenly slapped Linghu Hua hard on the face, and at the same time, his toes hit his wrist again, kicking the long sword back to the scabbard again.

"Linghu Hua, are you looking for a slap?"

This sentence made Linghu Hua's movements suddenly pause, and he didn't care about the pain on his face. He quickly stared at the person in front of him. His face was still unfamiliar, but his voice sounded a little familiar.

"Who are you?"

Feng Qingcheng knocked his head hard on his head again and shouted in a low voice: "Feng Qingcheng."

Linghu Hua let out a "Oh" and fell on the bed, with a look of seeing a ghost: "Why did you become like this?"

He suddenly woke up as if he was enlightened, and his expression became solemn: "Miss Fifth, why are you here by yourself? Where is the prince? Isn't she with you?"

"I'm not your master's nanny, how could I know where he is now?" Feng Qingcheng said as he unbuttoned his cloak, "Didn't he say he's in Fuzhi's villa?"

Feng Qingcheng's actions changed Linghu Hua's face again. He crawled and ran to his bed, and stuttered: "Miss Fifth, why are you doing... We are not suitable for being alone, a man and a woman..."

Feng Qingcheng's hand suddenly paused, raised the corners of his eyes, and saw Linghu Hua's strange movements. Judging from his appearance, it seemed that he was trying to be stronger.

Her lips couldn't help but twitched hard, and Feng Qingcheng suddenly threw the untied cloak to the ground with force: "What are you? Anyway, it's not you... Where is Feng Yu?"

"Next door..." Linghu Hua quickly cooperated and pointed to his next door: "Where is his room..."

Feng Qingcheng stared at that direction, glanced sideways at Linghu Hua again: "What are you waiting for?"

Linghu Hua swallowed dryly and said, "What does Miss Five mean?"

Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but kicked him and shouted loudly: "What are you doing? Come over to him... Otherwise, why..."

Seeing Linghu Hua rolling and crawling out, Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but close the door with anger and amused.

By the time he brought Feng Yu back to his room, Feng Qingcheng had already changed into clean clothes and sat there wiping his hair.

Without the sloppy look, Feng Qingcheng, who was wiping her hair on her back, exuding a quiet and transparent beauty under the jumping candlelight. She was as quiet as a fairy who was not as good as a worldly fireworks, elegant and peaceful.

When the look of the beautiful figure turned to the two of them, the two of them were so shocked that they took a breath of air and instinctively swallowed their saliva.
Chapter completed!