The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

This sleep was heavy, when Xiao Xi opened her eyes, her head was a little heavy, and her eyes were a little blurry. She faintly saw the figure sitting by the bed. She closed her eyes, her brows wrinkled slightly, and when she opened her eyes again , The figure sitting by the bed has stood up.

"Feng Lingran?"

Xiao Xi propped up his body. Shouldn't he go to Zhao Zhao at this time?Why did she appear in her room?

Feng Lingran leaned down, and the slender big palm suddenly pressed against the bed board next to her ear. Her beautiful face was approaching, and a faint fragrance came into Xiao Xi's nose: "What do you want to eat for breakfast? ."

After a pause, he spoiled and said, "If we are tired of Wangfu's breakfast, we will go out to eat."

Xiao Xi's eyes widened, looking at Feng Lingran, who suddenly changed into a person. Did he take the wrong medicine this morning?Or is there any purpose?

"Will you really take me out for breakfast?"

Xiao Xi looked skeptically at the man in close proximity, did he say... the master gave Feng Lingran the medicine?So, Feng Lingran turned his temper?

"When did I lie to you? Hmm?"

He lifted his thin lips and smiled lightly, as if somewhat fascinating.

Xiao Xi stared at the smile on Feng Lingran's face, and his heart was beating with a certain frequency. He didn't use the honorary title of "Ben Wang" today, but used "I".

A bold guess rose in Xiao Xi's heart.

He is not Feng Lingran.

"master."

Xiao Ximing looked at Feng Lingran with bright eyes...oh no, he was Ziyi.

Feng Lingran smiled and pulled Xiao Xi into her arms, tapping her fingertips on her eyebrows: "Finally recognized as a teacher?"

Xiao Xi looked up at the man who embraced her and felt that everything was so incredible, she would not admit it wrong, this body is Feng Lingran, the soul is Ziyi, that is to say Ziyi used the same way as her, attached Body on Feng Lingran.

"Master, how did you control Feng Lingran's soul?"

Xue Nu once said to her that Xi Er was very weak, so she had the opportunity to possess her.But Feng Ling is different, he is so powerful, is it because of cold poison?

Soon, Xiao Xi denied the idea in her mind. It is unlikely that Feng Lingran had any abnormalities except the eccentricity of her temper during the cold poison attack. Even the martial arts did not degenerate at all.

"Last night he slept like a dead pig and gave the teacher a chance."

Xiao Xi's delicate little face was a little stiff, and it was hard to imagine that Feng Lingran was sleeping like a dead pig.

"Little disciple, get up quickly! After having breakfast, I will take you to the slave for the teacher."

Xiao Xi nodded and got up from the bed, his feet were a little weak. If he helped her, Xiao Xi almost fell to the ground.

Ziyi helped Xiao Xi to sit by the bed and looked at her gently: "Little disciple, you are too weak, dress for the teacher!"

"This... how can this work?"

"What's wrong? I'm your master, didn't you say that one day is a teacher and a father for life? Can't a father dress his daughter?"

"But you are not my father after all!"

"Is there a difference?"

"Of course ..."

"Okay, let me dress you up for the teacher! Let's not be cold."

"..."

The jade-like slender fingers picked up the clothes beside the bed and helped her put them on. When the fingers touched her under her shoulders, Xiao Xi felt an instinctive tremor. He paused and black eyes looked at the place where the fingers had just touched : "Do you feel pain here, little fox?"

Xiao Xi shook her head. The wounds here were scarred and did not hurt. She was only injured twice. She would instinctively avoid the touch of others. This was the body's natural reaction.

Purple clothes and black eyes flashed the demon's color, without asking much, continue to help her get dressed, seeing the shoes on the ground, he knelt on one knee ...

Xiao Xi hurriedly jumped off the bed. Before he picked up his shoes, a pair of snow-white little feet stepped on the shoes: "Master, the apprentice's clothes are dressed, let's go!"

Xiao Xi bent over, quickly put on his shoes, and grabbed the big palm of Ziyi with his small hand.

Ziyi glanced at her snowy and delicate little hands, her thin lips raised a demon smile, and suddenly she hugged her around her waist.

"Ah ... Master ..."

"Hush, don't call it, don't let anyone outside hear it, they will be suspicious."

Xiao Xi muttered, Ziyi smiled and hugged her out of the room.

In a moment.

Qin Wen saw Feng Lingran holding Xier in his arms, and his face showed joy that she had never had since Miss Xiao left. He widened his eyes and opened his mouth to accommodate an egg.

What's wrong with Prince Ye today?Not only did he not go to the early dynasty, but was it so special to Xi'er?Does the prince dislike Miss Xiao?Do you like Cher?

A thunder, blowing on top of Qin Wen's head and turning around, how incredible is this?

Qin Wen was not the only one to be surprised at the Regency Palace?

But who knows that Feng Lingran is no longer the regent king they think they are, and Xier is not a substitute for them.

In an abandoned temple in Kyoto in Eastern Jin Dynasty.

A young girl covered in blood was cuddled in the arms by a demon-looking woman, and his crimson clothes exuded a bloody smell of death, her beautiful peach blossom eyes, and an eerie gloom.

A few beggars came in and saw the woman in red like blood and three thousand silks, and her heart was trembling. When they saw the woman's cold face, they hadn't had time to get lost in her face, they were caught by those blood-red eyes. Scared ass urinating.

"Ghost...Ghost!"

Nuer frowned, and her lips flicked together: "Damn things, I made my lady rest."

He raised his hand, his sharp nails soared, and reached outside the door, directly penetrating the beggar's body, the whole heart was pulled out, and he was still beating when he dropped it on the ground. The rest of the beggars were almost scared. Did not faint.

They quarreled with Nuer's sleeping lady, who could escape this robbery?

Nuer's bright red nails were like life-giving ghost claws, penetrating the bodies of beggars, and bright red beating hearts were pulled out and dropped on the ground.

The blood stained the front of the abandoned temple, like hell where Shura lived.

He withdrew his long nails and killed people, as if stepping on an ant, but the person he wanted to kill was not yet dead.

Nuer's red eyes were full of sullen anger. Nangongzhu, Zhuxu, and those in the East Palace who had hurt the young lady, he would never let it go, and he asked them to pay a painful price.

When Ziyi walked to the door of the waste temple holding Xiao Xi, he smelled the bloody smell in the air and saw the dead body lying on the ground. He glanced into the waste temple.

At this moment, Nu Er suddenly turned his face and saw that "Feng Lingran" was holding "Xi Er", and his red eyes were madly murderous.

The long nails soared and pointed at the heart of "Feng Lingran". Those who have provoked the young lady should be damned. They should be severely punished for their hypocrisy.

"Nuer, stop."