Supreme Crazy Concubine: Poison King’s Beloved - Chapter 618

Murong wind simple and clear answer, just ready to go on the carriage, not far away a fiery red figure rode over.

It’s Nangong feiran.

Standing in front of the carriage, Nangong feiran looked down at Murong Feng, then said, “it’s better to walk together.”

“Who’s with you…” yunmo was just about to refuse for Murong Fengqing, but Murong Fengqing interrupted him with a wave, and turned over to the horse of Yinyue, “you go back to clean up first, we’ll start at any time.”

With that, Murong Fengqing took a look at Nangong feiran and motioned him to go first.

“Hello Cloud Mo toward Murong wind inclined back roar, this wench with this South Temple non ran go what to go, she is not a face sad lose one’s soul? How still have the mood to walk. And this Nangong feiran is too shameless. Lao Gu is just seriously injured and hasn’t died yet. It’s shameless to want to come and take advantage of the opportunity!

“You don’t have to be so angry, young master Yun.” Yinyue pats yunmo’s shoulder. Nangong feiran is always shameless, but the bottom of the princess’s heart is also clear. It’s not so easy to be hoodwinked by Nangong feiran.

“If you are not angry, someone will dig the wall before your master is dead.” Cloud Mo speechless, this hidden month which comes calm.

“Nangong is nothing. He’s the only one who deserves to be compared with the master. Save it! I couldn’t win the master before, and it’s the same now! ” Yinyue is extremely disdainful. Nangong has always been aware of his misdemeanor. It’s just that the princess didn’t choose him, and it’s the same now.

“If you think too much of yourself, be careful that the boat capsizes in the sewer.” Although this is true, yunmo still hummed. He always felt that the Nangong was not so complicated. Maybe there would be a problem. “Let’s go, let’s go back.”

But if there is a problem, it’s something I have to worry about. He has helped him so much. Now I can’t help him to prevent digging.

On the other side, Murong Fengqing followed Nangong feiran and walked slowly to Cangfeng river.

Nangong not only dismounted himself, but also went to the river without informing Murong Fengqing.

Murong Fengqing looks at Nangong feiran for a few seconds before he dismounts and goes to his side. They just stand there and don’t talk to each other.

At this time, it is clear and crisp in autumn, and the autumn wind by the Cangfeng river is blowing slowly, eliminating the dry heat left by summer, which makes people feel particularly relaxed and happy.

But both sides seem to have countless thoughts, even if the most comfortable autumn wind can’t blow into their hearts.

For a long time, Murong Fengqing spoke politely, as if he was talking to a stranger. His tone was calm, and there was no temperature at all. “If there’s no words, I’ll leave. There are still many things to do in your family.”

“Now it’s quite difficult for you to walk with me, sit down, or look at the scenery, and get together and chat like friends?” Nangong feiran suddenly turned his head and looked at Murong Feng’s cold face. There seemed to be complaints, questions and sadness in his voice.

“Nangong feiran, I really don’t want to talk about the same problem. You and I have different life paths and are not destined to be in the same path. So why do you cheat others and yourself here?” Murong Fengqing has no original feelings of friendship for Nangong feiran. Now both sides are just strangers.