Black-bellied Prince's Spoil/C247 Happy Birthday(2)
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C247 Happy Birthday(2)

Nangong Feng smiled freely and said with a bright and clear voice, "You are too polite, Your Majesty! I have become friends with these two people at first sight, so I naturally won't care about such a small matter."

Emperor Wenjing only thought that he was saying a polite sentence. He smiled very happily and said, "Prince Chen really has a temperament!"

The others also raised their glasses and drank. Although there were no birthday stars, the scene was still very harmonious and happy.

However, deep in Beiming Yu's eyes, there was a strong loneliness and sadness.

Today was her coming of age ceremony. He originally wanted to personally wish her "Happy Birthday." But he didn't expect that Dongfang Jin wouldn't even give him this chance to take her away.

He raised his glass and drank a mouthful of wine. The spicy and stinging feeling was just like his current mood!

On the other side, after Dongfang Jin brought Lan Xuehan out, Lan Xuehan asked, "Dongfang Jin, what exactly do you want? The banquet is not over yet! Father and Mother are still inside!"

Dongfang Jin tilted his head and looked at her. He smiled mysteriously and said, "Aren't you curious about the gift I gave you today? As for Father and Mother, you don't have to worry about them. I have already instructed Mo Feng and Mo Lan to wait until the banquet is over. Send the two of them back to the residence safely!"

Lan Xuehan's curiosity was immediately aroused by his words. Even though he had received quite a lot of gifts today, he still received a lot of gifts. There were also many rare treasures among them, but she was still looking forward to his gift. After all, he was different in her heart, the gifts he gave her also made her happier than others.

She knew that even if she asked, Dongfang Jin wouldn't tell her. Therefore, Lan Xuehan quietly followed Dongfang Jin. She knew that she had walked to the palace entrance and looked at the reins in Mo Xing's hands.

She raised her head to look at Dongfang Jin in puzzlement and said in surprise, "Where is it? Is it very far? Why do you still need to ride a horse?"

Dongfang Jin walked to the side of the horse and took the reins from Mo Xing. He did not look at Lan Xuehan, nor did he answer her question. Instead, he mounted the horse smoothly.

He sat on the horse's back and extended his hand to her. Under the moonlight, his beautiful face became even more beautiful and ethereal.

His voice was like clear gurgling water, "Just follow me. In any case, I will not sell you!"

This rare joke made Lan Xuehan laugh out loud. Her bright face was reflected in Dongfang Jin's clear eyes, and she said very happily, "Young Master Wushuang, I am not worth much. If I want to sell it, I should sell it to you! With your looks, you will definitely make the streets empty."

Hearing this, Mo Xing, who was beside him, held back his laughter. Secretly glancing at his Royal Highness, he immediately agreed with Lan Xuehan's idea.

However, the person in question slowly smiled and then pulled Lan Xuehan up and placed her in front of his chest. Pulling the reins, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and the horse jumped out.

All of the movements were completed in the blink of an eye. Lan Xuehan was not prepared and jumped in fright. By the time she reacted, Dongfang Jin had already brought her far away.

She shouted angrily, "Dongfang Jin, you are too much. Can't you tell me in advance? You scared me. Can you afford it? "

Then, Dongfang Jin said faintly from behind," You are not worth as much as me. If I scare you, I will sell myself to Uncle and Aunt. "

How could Lan Xuehan not hear the cold arrow in his words? This bastard was just taking revenge on me for saying that he was the one who hung the title!

Secretly criticizing Dongfang Jin's stinginess in her heart, Lan Xuehan smiled sheepishly and said, " Aiya! What are you saying? I was just joking with you. You, Young Master Wushuang, are a priceless treasure. How could I be willing to sell you?"

Even though he knew that she didn't mean what she said, Dongfang Jin was still delighted by her tactfulness. He immediately echoed, "It's good that you understand."

As he spoke, he even pulled her into his arms. He acted as a cool breeze along the way for her. This small movement... It made Lan Xuehan's heart feel like it was smeared with honey. She took advantage of the opportunity and moved closer to Dongfang Jin's embrace, wrapping her with warmth. His nose was filled with his fragrance that was like bamboo and snow.

After walking for a long time, Dongfang Jin stopped when he arrived at a tall mountain. Lan Xuehan looked at the mountain in front of her and felt that it looked familiar.

After looking at it a few more times, she exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't this the Qi Emperor Mountain? Is the gift you prepared here?"

This should be the back of the mountain, because they were walking in front today. The Guardian Temple was at the Qi Emperor Mountain, and the ley line of the Linfeng Country was here as well.

"That's right, this is the Qi Emperor Mountain. I'll bring you up there. You'll know when you get there!" While they were talking, Dongfang Jin had already wrapped his arm around her waist. With a tap of his toes, his graceful figure floated towards the peak of the mountain.

Staring at Dongfang Jin's jade-like face that did not change in the slightest, Lan Xuehan actually quite admired him in her heart. Just now when she estimated the height of this Qi Emperor Mountain, even with her Light-body Technique, she could only easily climb to the top by herself. But if she brought another person along, it would be far less effortless than Dongfang Jin!

After reaching the top of the mountain, Dongfang Jin let go of her slender waist. He then covered her eyes and waited for a while before letting go.

When he let go, Lan Xuehan saw many lanterns floating up from the foot of the mountain. There were all kinds of lanterns, exquisite and beautiful, carrying the unique charm of some people.

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