Chapter 1378 My Skin

Yuan Jing's clothes are indeed much better at keeping out the cold than Lian Feng's clothes.

Lian Feng was a little surprised.

Yuan Jing raised her eyebrows and laughed softly, "Want to know what this dress is made of?"

Lian Feng shook his head firmly.

His gut told him that wouldn't be a good answer.

Yuan Jing rubbed her chin: "The more you don't want to listen, the more I want to tell you."

The adjutant, who was wearing thin clothes, leaned over and smiled slightly, "This is made of my skin."

When he spoke, his tone was gentle, but it inexplicably gave people goosebumps all over their bodies.

Lian Feng subconsciously looked at him.

Just in time to see it, Yuan Jing licked her thin lips with the tip of her tongue, and a strange and sinister luster reflected in her pupils.

For a moment, Lian Feng saw in a trance that Yuan Jing's eyes seemed to have turned into the vertical pupils of a wild beast.

Braving the cold light, it makes people's hair stand on end.

Lian Feng stretched out his hand, touched Yuan Jing's forehead, tested the temperature on his forehead, and said expressionlessly: "If you start talking nonsense even if you don't have a fever, there must be something wrong with your brain."

"You'd better go find someone to check it out as soon as possible to avoid becoming a fool."

Yuan Jing...! ! !

Before he finished speaking, Lian Feng gathered his coat, moved his long legs, and walked slowly deeper into the Marshal's Mansion.

Yuan Jing stood there with her arms folded, her face half-smiling but not smiling: "I finally told the truth once, but you don't believe me."

Tsk.

The former adjutant laughed softly.

He walked over and led Lian Feng towards the Marshal's Mansion.

"Yuan Jing!"

"Yuan Jing Yuan Jing Yuan Jing!"

"Let's go!"

Yuan Jing grabbed Lian Feng's arm and dragged him forward very quickly.

The voices from behind shouted more urgently.

He ran faster and faster.

"Yuan Jing!"

A very angry voice fell from the sky, stirring up a flurry of snowflakes.

Yuan Jing raised his hand to cover the snowflakes.

Snowflakes fell, and a girl's figure appeared in front of her.

Lian Feng: "Is it you?"

The person in front of her was clearly Princess Xingyun.

Xingyun was startled, then smiled and jumped up to Lian Feng, "Ah, aren't you Lian Feng?"

"Why are you at the Marshal's Mansion?"

"Still walking with Yuan Jing?"

Lian Feng smiled and said, "Sir, I am here as a guest."

Xingyun's eyes raised: I knew it.

Brother Yantao is really... quick enough.

Yuan Jing politely handed over her hand: "I have met the princess."

Xingyun snorted and said, "Hey, so you can still see me, the princess?"

Yuan Jing smiled: "The princess is joking, how could I not see it?"

"Then why didn't you answer my call just now?"

Nebula pinched her waist.

Yuan Jing continued to smile: "Sorry, princess, my ears don't work very well. Have you called me?"

That gesture could not be more natural.

There is no guilt at all.

Lian Feng glanced at him.

Tsk.

This skill of telling lies with open eyes is in the same vein as Yan Taoyuan.

Xingyun raised her chin: "I, the princess, assume that you really didn't hear me. Do me a favor and you will atone for your sins."

Yuan Jing: "Sorry princess, I still have official duties. Can you give me some time to complete the official duties assigned by the Marshal?"

He spoke sincerely. Nebula frowned slightly and looked at him suspiciously, "Are you serious?"

Yuan Jing: "The princess has a noble status, so my subordinates would not dare to deceive you."

Xingyun lowered his head dejectedly, "Okay, then remember to find me after you finish your official work."

Yuan Jing nodded: "I will complete the work as soon as possible."