C837 Send Me Back

Nangong Feng, who had always been laughing and cursing, suddenly became so cold that Mo Feng couldn't help but tremble.

This Prince Chen really hid his true strength!

He braced himself and said with a bitter face, "Prince Chen, my highness said to let your subordinate look at you. You are currently seriously injured and have yet to recover. You should rest well!"

Nangong Feng was so angry that his liver hurt. "Don't think that I can't guess his plan. Tell him. I will take responsibility for what I have done. He doesn't need to pretend to be a good person in this matter. Am I that kind of coward?"

..." "Feng Ziran, who was standing at the side, couldn't help but cover his face.

Crown Prince cousin, self-restraint! Self-restraint! Pay attention to the self-restraint of your empire's Crown Prince!

Seriously, after so many years of being agitated and cursing, there was still no improvement at all.

He had clearly never entered the army before, so why did he dye his entire body with the aura of a ruffian?

Mo Feng also did not expect Prince Chen to speak in such a... vulgar manner!

The corner of his mouth twitched, and a black line appeared on his face.

Just as everyone was speechless and speechless, Dongfang Jin's clear and elegant voice suddenly interrupted.

"I'm warning you again and again, so that you can stop being arrogant and impetuous for the next few months, and not let your emotions rise and fall. Why can't you remember? Your little life is a small matter. Can you bear the consequences of smashing my signboard?"

Stop being arrogant and stop being impatient? Don't let your emotions rise and fall?

Go f * ck yourself!

You clearly know his situation, yet you still do these lousy things and say these irritating words.

Was he hoping that he would give up sooner?

He listened to Dongfang Jin's ruthless words, and felt a certain someone coming over with a body full of cold wind and frost.

Feng Ziran and the others sensibly found a reason to withdraw.

In the blink of an eye, only Dongfang Jin and Nangong Feng were left in the tent.

Nangong Feng looked coldly at Dongfang Jin and was very straightforward.

"Send me back!"

Dongfang Jin looked into his angry eyes indifferently. "You are seriously injured now. It is not suitable for you to run around!"

Nangong Feng was angry when he heard that. "Damn it, I can go back with a lift of my leg! What was not good for running around? Don't use that excuse to trick idiots!"

Obviously, Nangong Feng's vulgarities had affected the gentle and refined Dongfang Jin.

Dongfang Jin's eyes revealed a clear look of disdain.

"I lied to you? There's no need to find an excuse!"

Nangong Feng's face turned green when he heard this.

Wasn't this clearly telling him that he, Nangong Feng, was not even comparable to a retard?

The violent rise and fall of his chest showed Nangong Feng's anger. It was unknown whether it affected his internal injuries or was caused by Dongfang Jin, but he felt dizzy for a moment.

Dongfang Jin glanced at him, then took out a jade bottle from his pocket and handed it to him.

"If you don't want Yao to be someone else's bride, I advise you to calm down and recover your injuries."

Nangong Feng took the medicine and rolled his eyes at him.

"If it wasn't for you messing around, would I f * cking be angry?"

Dongfang Jin frowned, "Can't you pay attention to the cultivation of the Crown Prince?"

Why was he behaving like a hooligan? !

In the face of such an elegant and untainted Exiled Immortal's complaint, Nangong Feng felt a rare trace of embarrassment and guilt.

But when he thought of the reason why he was angry, he immediately thought of something else.

"You don't have to worry about this matter! Send me back. The trap that we set up should be solved by ourselves. If you intervene... "

Nangong Feng did not say anything after that.

However, they knew the consequences.

All of this was a trap set by Nangong Feng and the others. They wanted to seize this opportunity to throw the responsibility of Xiyue Country to Dongfang Jin.