“No, I don’t want to—”

Feng Qingjue tightly closed his eyes as he screamed.

However, after a long moment had pa.s.sed by, none of the women had pounced on him as promised. Feng Qingjue tried to suppress the fear in his heart, focusing on his hearing and trying to ident.i.ty his surroundings by sound, only to realize that the alleyway was entirely silent. The only thing he could hear was the sound of his own heartbeat in the cold darkness of night, the warm blood gus.h.i.+ng around: ba-thump, ba-thump!

“How long are you going to keep your eyes closed like that?” Mo Qingli spoke down to Feng Qingjue, her voice impatient. “If you want to spend the night here, this princess doesn’t mind either!”

This voice…

Feng Qingjue opened his eyes, staring flabbergasted at Mo Qingli, who now stood in front of him.

Her long black hair was tied back with a golden ribbon, although a few strands had escaped and now trailed down to her ears. This was a deviation from her usual fas.h.i.+on, making her appearance now extremely unusual. She stood facing the wind, her clothes floating in the air, the golden robe emphasizing her perfect stature with perfect detail. The moonlight on her skin caused to appear as jade, and her limpid eyes seemed to billow with waves, giving the impression of a peerless beauty.

Feng Qingjue was unable to prevent his heart from jumping a beat at the sight. Mo Qingli might have been a little bit dark, a little bit foolish, a little bit cowardly and weak, but she was still definitely an extremely beautiful woman!

Seeing the blank expression in Feng Qingjue’s eyes, Mo Qingli wondered if he had injured his head from the fall. This was definitely not a good sign; once she got back, Feng Chenling would definitely be extremely upset!

She waved her hands in front of Feng Qingjue’s face. “Hey, did you injure your brain?”

“You’re the one that’s injured their brain!” Feng Qingjue suddenly returned to reality, turning back to normal and ferociously responding!

At the same time he bitterly scolded himself: a woman like that, how could he have ever thought that she was beautiful! He must have been dazed by the fall. Yes, I definitely must have been dazed by the fall! Feng Qingjue thought, trying to comfort himself.

Seeing that Feng Qingjue seemed to be fine, Mo Qingli allowed herself to relax slightly. Although she didn’t know what he was trying to do, as long as he didn’t endanger others in his plot she could turn a blind eye to his actions.

“Since you seem to fine, then I’m leaving.”

“Hey, wait a moment!” Feng Qingjue looked down at the fat women lying in disarray on the alleyway, feeling a wave of grat.i.tude wash over him. In a quiet voice, he said, “Thank you!”

Seeing that Mo Qingli was still walking forward and had not turned to acknowledge his words, Feng Qingjue gritted his teeth, and reluctantly said, “Can you bring me back to the manor? I twisted my leg earlier!”

Even though this woman had a bad att.i.tude, was extremely lecherous, was weak and cowardly, and was extremely foolish, she seemed to have a strong grasp on martial arts. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been possible to beat up all of those women quietly in such a quick time span. Furthermore, it was already very late, and he was only a “weak man” with a twisted ankle. It was very possible that he could meet with this kind of situation later on.

After weighing the circ.u.mstances, Feng Qingjue finally let go of his pride, showing Mo Qingli his weaker side.

“Men and women should not touch hands,” Mo Qingli stopped in her tracks, turning her head to stare at the sitting-down Feng Qingjue. Her mouth faintly lifted upwards. “I don’t want to have another misunderstanding where people think that I’m having lewd thoughts toward the Prince.”

“You…” Feng Qingjue’s face turned red. He hadn’t expected that the woman in front of him would have such a sharp mouth. Didn’t the rumors go that the Sixth Princess was useless, cowardly and stupid? But it seemed that the woman in front of him wasn’t stupid at all!

Seeing Feng Qingjue unable to express his anger, Mo Qingli’s mood instantly lifted. Lightly, she clapped together her hands; a moment later, seemingly out of nowhere, Yue Yao appeared by her side.

“Help the Prince back to the residence!”

“Yes!”