These two boys, when it comes to doing things, they have a lot of and urine, and it has only been a long time, and they have gone to the pit. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Moreover, it is still two people who go together. The painting style of that picture was so beautiful, Feng Qingge didn't dare to think about it anymore, coughed lightly, and stood at the door obediently, pondering Murong Chu's words just now.

The country of Yun has been hollowed out, and except for the Feng family, no one can take on the heavy responsibility of guarding the frontier. However, Murong Chu knew that this would happen, but he also recalled everyone in the Feng family and imprisoned them, and the internal contradictions were far better than the outside. At the moment of the great enemy, he would rather kill his own people first than face the enemy, this kind of person is really incomprehensible.

Why are you so brainless, do you have to fight for your life and death internally, protect your family first, and then divide yourself? Now that Mu Cangyun has been imprisoned, and he wants Mu Cangyun to do something, this is completely to borrow Mu Cangyun's power...... Ahh

Just when Feng Qingge was fascinated, a painful voice suddenly came from inside, pulling all her thoughts back. The whole body shook involuntarily, and Feng Qingge immediately approached the gate.

"Where are the people?"

Hearing the roar inside, Feng Qingge dared to stand, and hurriedly knocked on the door, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, what do you have to say?" ”

"Make sobering soup for me, come in, help me." The depressed voice came from inside, thinking of He Lanbo's kick, Feng Qingge could only shake his head helplessly, and then pushed open the door, looking at Murong Chu who was sitting on the ground, she approached a little helplessly, and squatted down to help him.

The cold big hand pressed Feng Qingge's hand, Murong Chu stood up a little drunk, the gaze of those eyes fell on Feng Qingge, and he vaguely felt that the person in front of him was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. "Who are you?"

"The slave maid is a palace maid who has just entered the palace." Slightly stunned, Feng Qingge lowered his head and said. She made her look dirty now, could Murong Chu still recognize her?

"It's quite tanned, hiccup...... Go and boil wine. Sitting on the chair swaying, Murong Chu supported his forehead with one hand. It's just that this hand brushed his nose, and the painful feeling made him sober up, and he touched his nose in some surprise, and picked up the mirror on the side and looked at it.

"What's wrong with my swollen nose?" Murong Chu looked at himself in the mirror in shock, he remembered getting off the dragon chair just now, and he was on the chair after waking up, but no matter how much he rolled, he wouldn't knock his nose blue, this look, it was obvious that he was beaten!

The whole body was cold, and Feng Qingge said with a little weakness: "Perhaps, it was accidentally knocked just now, and the slave maid went to prepare sobering medicine and hot water." ”

"Go, go, go." Waving his hand impatiently, Murong Chu tried to remember what happened during this period, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember, looking at the token placed on the table above, Murong Chu still decided to tie this thing around his waist.

"Shh Carrying his skirt, He Lanbo and Feng Wei stood in the pit, and one of the eunuchs walked in with some surprise, looking at the two people wearing palace maid clothes, he stood and shhh

Lifting his skirt and pressing it directly on the wall behind the eunuch, He Lanbo held the horsetail grass in his mouth, hooked the corners of his mouth upward, and said coldly: "New here, haven't you seen this face?" ”

"You, how can you ......" The male duck's voice came out, it was really unpleasant, and he was almost frightened by the two people in front of him.

"We're palace maids, phew, we're generals, we're patrolling here. Hasn't the assassin infiltrated the palace recently, this is a new set of methods, pretending to be a palace maid to execute, don't make a noise about this matter, otherwise your head will be lost! He Lanbo smiled after wiping his neck.

The eunuch was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he nodded again and again and said: "The slave knows, I know, those two generals are now ......"

"Go to Your Majesty's side and protect Your Majesty. Remember, keep quiet. With a snap of his fingers, Helan Bo withdrew his hand and left.

The little eunuch looked at them with adoration, and longed to follow them like this.

Feng Chao pouted, raised his eyebrows and whispered, "What are you doing?" ”

"What else can you do, this palace, suffocated. Eh, wind and water? It's only been a long time, why is she as black as coal? And ah, what's going on here! The sharp-eyed He Lanbo swept the wind light song that turned in front of him, but there were patrolling guards on the side, and he didn't dare to go over with the wind, just watching from the latrine.

However, Feng Qingge didn't notice the two people opposite, and when he went down to the kitchen, he smeared an extra layer of things on his face, which looked black, just like from Africa. With hot water and decanting soup, I pushed open the door and walked straight in.

"Your Majesty, please use it." Feng Qingge deliberately put things beside Murong Chu.

Murong Chu, who was bowing his head, was still looking at the mirror, looking at the hot water and towels, and then he put down the mirror, but the moment he looked up, he saw that Feng Qingge was dark again, he couldn't help but be stunned, and asked a little puzzled: "What, when I went out, I was scorched?" ”

"Doom ......" scorched your uncle! After settling down, Feng Qingge explained: "Your Majesty is drunk, and the slave has always been like this. ”

"Oh?" Murong Chu rubbed his temples, picked up the sobering soup and drank it, only then did he feel a little more comfortable, and raised his hand and said, "Wipe your face for me." ”

"......" finally knew that the wind was reluctant just now, even if he was unwilling, he had to do it.

Looking at the person in front of him, Feng Qingge could only helplessly wring out the towel, put it on his nose, and said lightly: "Your Majesty, the effect of hot compress will be better after a while." ”

"Hmm. Tell the people outside to go to prison in a moment. Murong Chu didn't think too much, reached out and took the towel open on his nose, leaned back in the chair, and said coldly: "I was drunk just now, did you have any nonsense?" ”

"Hmm......" Feng Qingge stood, glanced at Murong Chu, and asked with some confusion: "The slave didn't hear anything, does Your Majesty have anything?" ”

"Oh, the person who was chosen by Luo Ran is clever." Coldly putting the towel back, Murong Chu said coldly: "But I, I don't like clever people!" Down, hum. ”

"Why, ...... between Your Majesty and Princess Luoran" subconsciously asked, Feng Qingge hurriedly shut up, these questions are not what she should ask, she can't talk too much.

Murong Chu didn't mind, the cold light in his eyes swept over the wind and Qingge, and said indifferently: "It's just that I want to borrow from the upstream, and I can't cast my true feelings." Luo Ran, hmph, if it weren't for that face, she might not be able to tell where she was trapped now. You seem to be interested in her, well, I'll tell you if I'm happy to do so. ”

Tell me what? Feng Qingge chuckled in his heart, holding his breath and looking at the person in front of him.