Chapter 326 The Pampered Little Fox Who Became the Prince 16

But seeing that this little maid is here to take care of the little snow fox, according to the extent that their highness loves the little snow fox, if they blame him for being punished and punished...

The guards guarding the camp outside really didn't dare to take this responsibility, so they let the little maid come in.

Unexpectedly...

The guards broke into the tent and saw the little maid who had fainted on the ground, the dagger that fell beside her and the teapot with porcelain pieces shattered all over the floor.

Several guards were immediately panicked. Fortunately, the little snow fox in the golden cage was not hurt at all, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

The leading guard quickly ordered someone, "Go and notify Your Highness--"

"yes."

Shi Qing watched them rush to clean up the mess, just put his little head on his soft claws, and obediently lay in the cage, hiding his merits and fame.

If we only rely on these guards to protect us, this fox would have long since ascended to heaven and become an immortal!

None of them can do it!

You have to rely on yourself!

…

When Feng Heng hurried back, the guards outside the tent knelt all over the ground.

Maybe he was anxious to come back, and he walked quickly, and his chest was not smooth. Feng Heng frowned and coughed repeatedly, and coughed brightly that handsome and fair face.

Seeing that His Highness was so angry, the kneeling guards were even more arrogant and dared not show up. They almost buried their heads as ostrichs.

"Go back and receive punishment."

Feng Heng couldn't curse anymore, endured the itch in his throat, and shook his sleeves and walked into the tent.

Seeing that the little snow fox in the golden cage was safe and sound, Feng Heng's red eyes were ruthless, and he slightly faded away. He opened the cage and brought the little snow fox into his arms, sitting for a long time without saying a word.

Shi Qing could sense that Feng Heng seemed to care too much about it...

At this moment, his back was still stiff and tense, as if he was immersed in a certain mood and could not recover from his heart, his fingertips were chilling.

Shi Qing pressed Feng Heng's small claws on Feng Heng's clenched hands, and the slight warmth came, pulled Feng Heng back to his senses, lowered his eyes to look at the little snow fox in his arms, and rubbed it comfortably, "It's okay."

Shi Qing: "..."

Don't take the opportunity to grab it!

Until Wuying came back from outside the tent, he reported that Feng Heng's affairs had been completed.

Feng Heng raised his head and ordered, "Wuying, go and bring that maid with you."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Wuying turned around and went out, brought the tied maid in, and took off the square cloth that was stuffed into her mouth.

"Speak quickly! Who asked you to do this?"

Wuying's eyebrows are horizontal and vertical, and his face is expressionless, and he is very fierce and frightening.

Not to mention that he should not raise half of the sword on his waist, which shocked the little maid to tremble all over.

"Yes, it's the Ninth Prince... it's the Ninth Prince who threatened the slave with his family and asked him to do this."

The little maid trembled and said, "The ninth prince also said that it is just a beast, and he will die if he dies. This matter cannot be ruined. Will His Royal Highness the Crown Prince lead this matter to His Majesty for the life and death of a beast?"

"Everything that I say is true, please let Your Highness go to my family."

The matter was exposed, and the little maid believed that she could not escape death, so she kowtowed to Fengheng and asked to let her family go.

Feng Heng's fingertips were placed on the table and tapped them one after another.

The red cloak on his body made his eyebrows and eyes look bright, and the clouds and moonlight charm were charming.

Feng Heng lowered his eyelashes, which were like a fan, and said to Wuying lightly: "You shouldn't be asked to kill the horse, you should kill the people together..."

"Your Highness thinks twice."

Wuying was frightened by Feng Heng and immediately bowed his head to dissuade him.

Killing the prince is a big deal!

Can his master not speak so casually?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!