Chapter 2053
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Luo Qingchen and Feng Qian Che used a full day and night to walk from the bottom of the snowy mountain to the top. The road at the beginning was easier to walk and Feng Qian Che was willing to let her walk a bit.
Later on, the road was too bumpy and he was unwilling to let her walk and carried her to the top of the mountain.
Luo Qingchen always had a feeling that she was a burden, but if it wasn't for Feng Qian Che, she would have already used teleportation to return to Qingsen Temple.
"When I carried you on my back, I roughly knew a few things." Feng Qian Che chuckled and his eyes carried a trace of affection.
"En? What is it? "She buried her head in the hat and when she spoke, her voice was slightly muffled, but it sounded very cute.
"You're definitely not a girl from an ordinary family."
"Why?"
"Because you're heavy."
"… …"
Luo Qingchen pretended to be angry and jumped down from his back, "It's clearly your coat that's heavy, how can you say … …"
In the next second, her mouth was covered by Feng Qian Che.
At this time, they were at the back door of Qingsen Temple, on the right side of the cliff. Feng Qian Che could vaguely hear the sounds of conversation coming from the temple. Could it be that Dong Liang and the others had not left yet?
"There's someone?" Luo Qingchen seemed to have also heard the sound. She opened her eyes and used her lips to say these two words.
Feng Qian Che nodded his head and pulled her behind him.
It had to be said that 80% favorability was not the same as 20% favorability.
She still remembered that when she only had 20% favorability, Feng Qian Che had said to her to find a sword and protect herself.
Today, he protected her behind him and did not let her draw her sword again.
Feng Qian Che walked to the other side of the window and gently opened it a little to observe the situation inside.
White silk was hung high in the hall and there was a coffin placed in the middle.
The people kneeling on both sides were monks from Qingsen Temple. There were only two guards wearing the same clothes as her guarding the door.
Luo Qingchen felt a chill in her heart. They actually did not leave yet!?
"Come with me — —" Feng Qian Che's voice was no longer low and had returned to its original cool as water with a proud tone.
What was this situation? Could it be that he planned to face her again?
It shouldn't be …
With such doubts, Luo Qingchen followed behind him. When they reached the front door of the temple, a pleasant voice sounded, "Who is it?"
A long sword quickly appeared in front of him, but in the next second, it fell to the ground with a clang.
At this point, the row of guards standing not too far away all put down their swords and knelt on the ground. "This lowly one came late to save Your Majesty. Greetings to Your Highness the Crown Prince."
"Yes." Feng Qian Che narrowed her eyes. Her gaze was cold and arrogant as she looked at the handsome man in front of her and said, "Mo Hu, has everything been taken care of?"
"Your Highness, everything has been taken care of." Mo Hu cupped his hands and bowed, "If Your Highness hadn't held back, we would have lost this battle."
"Although I knew there was a traitor among my men of sacrifice, I didn't expect it to be Dong Liang." Feng Qian Che's cold eyes narrowed as he softly said through his thin lips, "He's been hiding for five years and he's been scheming this entire time."
"Dong Liang has already been escorted back to the Eastern Palace's prison. The rest of the traitors were not left alive."
"That's not important." Feng Qian Che narrowed her eyes and said, "You've done well."
"Ah?" Mo Hu was stunned for a moment. He clearly did not expect Feng Qian Che to praise him. While his eyes revealed joy, they also revealed disbelief.
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