Chapter 1945
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"Crown Prince really can't take the blow. It's just a small setback and you've already turned yourself into such a dispirited look. Those who don't know would have thought that Crown Prince had already been crippled."
The young lady's voice was crisp and melodious, as though she was drinking from an icy spring.
However, her tone was filled with disdain and arrogance.
"Who!"
The drunk man banged on the table as he staggered as he stood up.
He squinted his eyes, as though he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly.
His entire body reeked of alcohol, causing the entire luxurious bedroom to be filled with the smell of alcohol.
"Tsk ….."
Ye Qing Luo crossed her arms in front of her chest as her slender brows rose slightly, her eyes filled with a sneer of ridicule, "Looks like I've wasted my time coming here today."
Saying that, she turned around.
Her flame-like skirt swept out in an arc that resembled a blazing sunset glow.
The man stared at that arc.
His pupils suddenly contracted as he staggered forward and chased after her for a few steps.
With a "putong" sound, he fell heavily onto the ground.
The man's dragon totem which was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws seemed to have lost its ferocity at this instance.
Ye Qing Luo's footsteps took a slight pause.
She slowly turned around as she looked at the disheveled man who had fallen onto the ground, "Leng Feng Ying, what else do you want to say?"
The man in front of her was the former Second Prince, the current Crown Prince, Leng Feng Ying.
That handsome and delicate looking, seemingly harmless face had long been covered with dejection and vicissitudes of life.
Leng Feng Ying struggled, trying to climb up from the ground.
But after he was drunk, he couldn't muster up any strength.
He felt as though he was stepping on cotton.
But his consciousness was telling him very clearly.
He absolutely could not let the young lady in front of him leave.
This young lady was his God!
Leng Feng Ying was so drunk that he couldn't see who the person was.
There was only a strong sense of familiarity and that feeling which made him inexplicably fearful.
Controlling him to ask Ye Qing Luo to stay.
"Don't go …. Don't go ….."
Leng Feng Ying mumbled in fear as he raised his hand up high, as he grabbed towards Ye Qing Luo's direction.
But he couldn't grab anything at all.
"Save me …. Save me, I beg you ….."
The current Leng Feng Ying, where had the previous gentleness, high spirits and high spirits, or the royal family's nobility?
He was dejected, as if he had found a life-saving straw.
He only wanted to hold on tightly and beg her to save him from this deep and fiery quagmire.
Ye Qing Luo looked at him coldly.
There was not the slightest emotion in his eyes.
In her memory, in terms of appearance, Leng Feng Ying might not be able to match up to Leng Feng Hua.
However, his explosive aura, as well as his own ability and intelligence, all surpassed Leng Feng Hua's.
But he didn't expect the current Leng Feng Ying.
His endurance was actually so poor.
If it wasn't for the sake of the Mu family, she really didn't want to have anything to do with this Leng Feng Ying.
She scoffed lightly as she slowly walked towards Leng Feng Ying.
Her slender fingers pinched a pill.
With a flick of his finger, the pill drew a beautiful arc in the air.
That pill landed steadily into Leng Feng Ying's mouth.
He looked up at her blankly.
When the pill entered his mouth, an extremely bitter and spicy taste filled his mouth.
Leng Fengying only felt a splitting headache.
He held his head and beat it fiercely.
From the beginning to the end, Ye Qing Luo had her arms crossed over her chest as she watched coldly from the sidelines.
Approximately half the time it took for an incense stick to burn.
Leng Feng Ying slowly stopped his painful howls.
He fell onto the ground as he hugged his head and twisted body, slowly relaxing by quite a bit.
He panted heavily as he held his head, as he slowly raised his head.
What entered his eyes was a young lady dressed in red, her flames were like fire, as though she was a fairy from the ninth heavens.
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