Ling Han and Feng Miaoling ran madly, shaking off their pursuers before finally slowing down.
"Er, thanks," Ling Han said to Feng Miaoling.
Feng Miaoling smiled beautifully, "You are my future husband, so it is only right that I help you."
Er, if you don't say such words, there is still a way for us to communicate.
"Bye." Ling Han turned around and ran.
"Hey, I'm not an ugly woman!" Feng Miaoling chased after him, and as she did so, she removed her veil, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful face. She was definitely no inferior to Song Lan, Chi Menghan, and the others.
Ling Han swept an eye over her, and was indeed stunned for a moment. However, he presently was not in the mood for romance, nor did he want to trifle with this crazy woman. If he really took her into his harem, who knows, she may kill the empress and the others.
He definitely couldn't touch this hornet's nest.
Flee.
