The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

   Qin Fengyi had always known that Huo Liruo was indifferent to her, even alienated and rejected, but all of this was attributed to him passing on his hatred to her aunt.

   But he didn't expect to hear such hurtful words from his mouth.

   She raised her head in disbelief, only to find that the red figure that had been following her for many years had gradually drifted away.

   She stared at his back, drops of blood falling from her palms to the ground. She couldn't feel any pain, just because her heart was already tied together at this time.

   Qin Fengyi stood for a long time, until the sun set and the night wind was blowing slowly, and her dull eyes were revived.

   After thinking about it, she felt that Huo Liruo treated her like this because of the queen's aunt. The more he alienated and indifferent to her, the stronger her desire to conquer him.

   She always believed that in this world only she was qualified to stand beside Huo Liruo and accompany him step by step to ascend to the throne.

   "You are mine, and you can only be mine." There was a look of madness in her eyes, and there was a bit of a ferocious whisper on her face: "I will kill anyone who wants to take you away."

   Early the next morning, Yu Qingqian called up the other three people in the dormitory and arrived at the quiet garden at Yinshi.

   Gong Hao and Qi Rui dozed off leaning against a tree respectively, and immediately greeted the four when they arrived.

  Yu Qingqian tied the sandbags she had prepared to their legs, while she wrapped a layer of black iron on her calf.

   "Your stamina is too poor, starting today to train you to improve your stamina and explosiveness." She finished speaking to several people, and took the lead in running towards the depths of the garden.

   Several others followed suit and started their hard training career.

  Time has passed, and Yu Qingqian has been training with a few people in the morning recently.

   On the fifteenth day, the full moon hung in the sky, and she quietly left the dormitory and swept towards the maple forest.

   As soon as she stepped into the maple forest, she heard a distant and gentle flute.

   Deep in the maple forest, a tall man stood in the forest with his back turned.

   He held a flute and blew gracefully, the hazy moonlight shrouded him, and the smell of immortality that seemed to be far away from the mundane world was stronger.

   Yu Qingqian didn't bother, she walked slowly not far away, hugged her hands and closed her eyes to listen to him playing the flute.

  Away from the hustle and bustle of the last days, she likes this quiet and comforting environment and rhythm very much.

   After the song was over, Feng Chen took the flute from his lips, he turned and looked at Yu Qingqian coldly, his voice was like a mellow agarwood wine that had been fermented for many years, "You're here!"

   "I didn't expect you to be a master of rhythm." Yu Qingqian opened her eyes, and her eyes fell on the jade green flute.

   She likes rhythm. In the last days, she often takes time to study deeply. Naturally, she can hear that Feng Chen has a deep understanding of rhythm, and his tunes are very expressive.

   Feng Chen chuckled lightly. He didn't expect that Yu Qingqian would be able to listen to his tunes quietly, and he might be well versed in this.

   "Can we start?" he asked.

Yu Qing smiled playfully, she walked to the depths of the maple forest, jumped to the largest tree and sat down leisurely, then reached out and patted the vacant seat beside her, looked down at Feng Chen and said, "Come up and sit. "

  Feng Chen pursed his lips, but he didn't object. He tapped his toes and fell to that position to sit down.

   "How are you going to absorb the toxins in my body?" He turned his head sideways and his eyes were as clear as a deep well, but he couldn't see the bottom.

   The corners of Yu Qing's shallow lips raised, and she leaned into his ear and whispered softly, "It's like when we were young."