Listening to Mo Zhanli's words, Beichen Feng's face stiffened for a moment. glanced at Yue Zixi coldly, and turned his head to look at Mo Ranli: "The person who asked you." ”

"Moon Purple Creek?"

Mo Dye Li evoked a playful smile, "You did a good job, give you a day off." ”

"A month."

Yue Zixi stretched out a finger.

"Half a month."

Mo Dyan said.

"Deal."

Yue Zixi nodded.

"I can't go."

Beichen Feng was a little impatient.

"Let's go, let's go."

Mo Ran Li waved his hand, following Beichen Feng, followed by Yue Zixi.

A few people walked to the gate of the city, and the guards left and knelt down to greet "Welcome King Feng back to the city"

, Beichen Feng's eyes walked into the city without squinting, Yue Zixi and Mo Ran Li followed behind, Mo Ran Li looked careless, Yue Zixi did look like he wanted to laugh "Mad King...... Crazy crazy. ”

Mo Dyan heard it, and continued with a smile: "It's a bee next to the bee." ”

Yue Zixi's face suddenly realized: "Crazy bee!" Isn't it going to sting people everywhere? ”

After saying that, the two giggled and laughed.

Beichen Feng, who was walking in front, heard their words, and didn't know how many words he said to himself, "Calm down, you have to be calm." ”

But when I heard the undisguised laughter of the giggles, the calmness disappeared in an instant.

"You two, shut up!"

Beichen Feng turned around and looked at the two of them coldly, with a faint anger suppressed in his voice.

"Gotcha, I'm mad. Sure enough, someone was stung. ”

Yue Zixi tilted her head, looking helpless.

"That's what he is."

Mo Dye Li looks like I already knew.

"You are not going to live in the palace yet. If you don't go, you can go now, go, just be quiet for me. ”

Beichen Feng coldly gave a warning.

"Boom, I'm so scared."

Yue Zixi raised her eyebrows, looking scared.

But this made Beichen Feng even more angry, and he Beichen Feng hated pretending women the most.

"Mo Dye, how can you be followed by such a woman."

Beichen Feng's tone was full of disgust.

"Anyway, it's not you, it's none of your business."

Yue Zixi snorted.

"You ......"

The coldness in Beichen Feng's eyes deepened.

"Yuezixi, don't make trouble. Be careful when you go to the palace, and he will put on small shoes for you. ”

Ink dye dripping on the side to add oil and vinegar.

"What, and put on small shoes. Not kind. ”

Yue Zixi said, and made a disdainful gesture.

"yes, it's not the first time I've been unkind."

"He used to wear small shoes for me. ”

"You must have messed with someone else, and you deserve it."

Yue Zixi plucked her ears and said.

Beichen Feng suddenly felt that looking at Yue Zixi was a little more pleasing to the eye.

You must know that after the last incident, Mo Zhanli, a narrow-minded person, sent people around to preach that he was not kind, provoked him to be careful of being put in small shoes, beaten or something, which made his popularity plummet, and the emperor's eyes were strange when he looked at him!

"Cut, it's obvious that he was not kind first, I was so seriously injured, he actually ......"

Mo Dye said with a snort.

"What's wrong with him? Is it ......?"

Yue Zixi's eyes reflected a strange lewd light.

"Yuezixi, put away the obscene thoughts in your head."

The ink stained his voice higher.

"yes yes, tell me about you first."

Yue Zixi smiled.

"He sprinkled the corrosive on my wounds! Didn't you just say a few words at the time, it was necessary to do this! What's even more hateful is that he even said with an innocent face that he took it wrong!! ”

Mo Dying said that he was full of resentment.

"What did you say?"

Yue Zixi's gossip heart was completely hooked.

"Isn't it just a few homely ......?"

Feeling the cold rays coming from in front of him, Mo Dye said in a sneering voice.

After that, no matter how Yue Zixi asked, she kept silent.

[Corrosion scatter: sprinkled on the wound, no matter how small, even if only a trace of blood stains is exposed, it will instantly fester, and accompanied by severe itching and severe pain, making people want to scratch, but the more you scratch, the faster the wound will fester]