Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

Zhou Lang was upset by being scolded in front of his face. Just when he wanted to say something, he heard the shopkeeper answer: "Yes, Lord."

There are few princes in this dynasty, and the only one who can live in the capital for a long time is Prince Zhu.

Zhou Lang was so scared that he trembled all over. He didn't dare to talk nonsense, and fled with Qi Mingyue next to him.

Feng Hongyin retracted his gaze and looked down at the person who was half leaning on him.

"What's so good about that kind of person?" Feng Hongyin whispered: "This is less than a month, and he betrayed you, why is it worth your worries?"

Feng Hongyin just described Qi Mingyue as the daughter of a second-ranking member of the imperial court, Qi University scholar, and asked him to accidentally save her. Lang was hooked this Friday.

Such a person who can betray those around him casually, what right does he have to be with her?

The person in his arms was shaking gently.

She closed her eyes, tears slipping from her eyes.

Then, she pushed away his holding hand and looked at the person in front of him.

"You...you did it, right?"

Feng Hongyin readily admitted: "Yes, it was me who sent Qi Mingyue to him."

He walked two steps closer and looked at her: "But I didn't force him to like Qi Mingyue, it was himself..."

"Why?" She kept on tears, crying so Feng Hongyin's heart trembled.

Feng Hongyin stretched out his hand to hug her, but was pushed away by her violently.

"Why!" She has always been weak and can be deceived, and she rarely asks questions like this.

Feng Hongyin frowned: "Your Goro is not sincere to you at all, so why should you ask me why?"

She staggered back two steps.

Why?

She had so few things. When she was a child, the father who was so good to her left her, and when she grew up, she was sent to Cuiyu Tower.

Nothing is hers there, and all the money she earns will be taken away by her mother.

Until after coming out of Cuiyu Tower, she met Wushu Lang.

This person is gentle and considerate, giving her all the warmth.

If there were no Feng Hongyin, she would still be with him now.

But why is she only warm at this point, and he has to take it away?

Feng Hongyin has never been a modest gentleman. Looking at her at this time, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.

"Lu Yunmei, you are mine." He just stared at the person in his arms with a calm face. When he said this, no one would dare to refute him: "Except for me, you shouldn't like anyone, understand. ?"

Through tears, the faces of people in front of them are blurred.

But she could imagine how arrogant that person's face should be.

He is the proud son of the heavens, the prince Zhu aloft, and even the saints must be courteous three points, naturally what he wants.

She is just a little prostitute from the brothel. How can she be qualified to make him condescend and be aware of the pain in her heart?

Looking at the person in his arms, Feng Hongyin lifted his heart slightly.

This distressed feeling was particularly fresh, and he reached out his hand and gently wiped away the tears from her face.

"Okay, don't cry," Feng Hongyin smiled, with a little contentment: "I will change your identity in a few days, and you will be my side princess."

Since then, there has been no prostitute Lu Yunmei, only the Jiao Miss who has been raised in a deep boudoir since childhood.

At that time, he wanted to lift the sedan chair to marry her back to the palace.

That's where she should be.

A lifetime of wealth and honor will not be aggrieved at all.

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