Yang Zongyou smiled happily, as if he had picked a big ingots and a big beauty when he went out early this morning, and he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth even if he wanted to.

Ah Feng felt that he was sick in the brain: "Jiang Ming, how can a person like Yang Yulan have such a younger brother." ”

Jiang Ming replied wonderfully: "Only people like Yang Yulan can have such a younger brother, and their Yang family has brain problems." Because I have a problem, I don't know that I am not sick, and I often need someone to mention it before I can remember to take medicine. ”

Yang Zongyou was not annoyed, and he completely ignored Ah Feng and Jiang Ming's words, just looked at Ah Feng and continued: "Your Highness doesn't know, when I was young, I asked the immortal chief who was enlightened to tell my fortune, saying that my life is extremely expensive, and I want to marry a princess." ”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Ah Feng and smiled even more happily: "I am a smart person, a princess is also a smart person, and I still like smart people - you are a smart person who happens to be a princess, and I am destined to marry a princess." ”

"Your Highness, what do you think of me?" He pointed to his nose, "I look good, right?" Of course, this is good self-humility, and I can't just say that I look good. ”

"As for my ability, of course it is also excellent, otherwise, how could the subordinates of General Jiang, who is famous in the world, be sent to prison by me one after another?"

When he said this, he burst out laughing triumphantly, and his hands danced with laughter.

Ah Feng was stunned when he heard and watched, and only after a while did he breathe a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but approach Jiang Ming: "He is really sick." "Just now she said that people are sick is just a curse, where would she think of a sentence and say it.

Jiang Ming turned his head to look at Ah Feng, and then scratched his head: "Of course you're sick, I'll sue you." He leaned forward again and whispered in Ah Feng's ear: "I think, why don't you let me warm your bed tonight, and see if I can pass on my wisdom to you a little bit through the bed." ”

Ah Feng immediately reached out and grabbed his ear, and raised his eyebrows: "You say it again?" ”

Jiang Ming was really not afraid of death, he looked at Ah Feng and blinked: "Otherwise, it's the other way around, but I have wronged Your Royal Highness the Princess." "What he means is, Ah Feng, I will definitely be very happy if you warm my bed.

Ah Feng shouted angrily: "Jiang Ming-!" With her shouting, Yang Zongyou, who was looking straight at the side, suddenly felt a lightness in his hand, and then a cold on his neck.

Yang Zongyou found that his sword was on his neck, and the hand holding the sword was certainly not his hand. He gritted his teeth in hatred: "I knew that you deliberately flirted just to attract my attention so that you could sneak attack." ”

Ah Feng held his chin and looked at him: "Then you are still fooled?" ”

Yang Zongyou gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth again and said the words: "That's because although I pretended to be fooled and wanted to lead you to be fooled, I didn't expect Jiang Ming's kung fu to be so high." ”

Ah Feng and Jiang Ming both laughed, feeling that Yang Zongyou was really not as annoying as his sister: "You are a smart person, you know what to do next, right?" ”

Yang Zongyou nodded: "Of course." Don't pour it for me? As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Ming with a smile on his face, not at all afraid - he also stretched out his fingers and pushed away the long sword that was resting on his neck.

Jiang Ming's body shook in response to the sound but did not fall, but he shook his head and shook it very hard, ignoring the long sword that was pushed away.

"It's really a good kung fu, but it hasn't fallen like this. But you're already dizzy, you're about to fall, and no matter how much support you have, you're still going to fall, what are you struggling with? Forget it. After Yang Zongyou finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to look at it, and then blew into his fingers.

"Alas, where did you get a little dust? It's dirty. He blew and blew, and finally shook his hand, but still took out his handkerchief and wiped it.

He wiped his hands with three handkerchiefs, wiping them only once, and then threw them away. Then he poured the tea in his hand and washed it, and poured three cups of tea in a row before he stopped.

took a handkerchief to wipe her hands again, this time using only one - but she could already see that Ah Feng's eyes were round, and she didn't know how many handkerchiefs Yang Zongyou was carrying.

Yang Zongyou didn't finish it, and then he took out two small bottles from his sleeve, first took one of them and poured out a little water-like thing, and rubbed each other with his two hands.

Pouring out another vial, a bit like an oily substance, Yang Zongyou continued to rub his hands; Finally he raised his hand and looked at it again, finally with a satisfied smile on his face.

He put his hand to his mouth and kissed it gently: "This is a good pair of hands, three points better than the skin of girls and children." When he said this, he suddenly felt a little resentful, and sat next to Ah Feng and didn't look at Jiang Ming on the ground: "It's not all children." ”

"Just the day before yesterday, I actually saw a little kid with skin that called a good! I knew at a glance that no amount of maintenance could compare to his skin, alas. ”

He raised his hand again and looked at it: "Finally, I killed the child and soaked my hand with its blood. He turned his palm back to the other side: "There is no one in this world whose skin is stronger than my hand." ”

Ah Feng stood up with all his hairs when he heard this, and he no longer felt that this person was cuter than Yang Yulan, and he also understood why Jiang Ming said that he had a problem: this person was not only sick, but he was simply crazy.

Yang Zongyou finally put down his hand and looked Ah Feng up and down: "Hey, I didn't expect you to look average, but your skin is good." It's nice to be out there for so long without maintenance, and it's still like this. ”

"Look, are we getting married today, or are we going to get married tomorrow? I'm not young anymore, my brother's children are all seven years old, my brother's children are five years old, and I'm the only one who hasn't started a family yet. ”

"Alas, who made it difficult for a princess to marry? I won't like a princess who is not smart, and it's not good to marry and kill it - the emperor can't die for a while, and you say that if I kill the princess, it really has to be a thing, right? ”

"I'm finally here with you today, princess." He narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Why don't we get married tonight, and we can go back tomorrow to save our relatives." ”

Ah Feng glanced at Jiang Ming on the ground: "How is he?" Facing Yang Zongyou, who was very ill, Ah Feng really didn't dare to act rashly.

Yang Zongyou frowned: "This is the first time. You're my princess, how can you ask other men? Don't say it's one, it's all the men in the world who die in front of you, even if it's your father and brother, you shouldn't look at it. ”

"You only have me in your heart, and you can only have me. Remember? After he finished speaking, he flicked his fingers: "I won't bother with you this time." ”