"Nope. Jun Moying denied it, and there seemed to be a hint of imperceptible anger in his tone.

I really didn't find it.

It's just that someone saw that person in Xique, and as for the specific whereabouts, we have to continue to investigate.

Feng Qian's body stepped back a little, for some reason, she especially wanted to see the expression on his face now, such a posture made her feel very weird and uneasy.

But as soon as her body moved, a force immediately came from her back to hold her down, and the man's voice sounded in her ears again, with a sense of exhaustion in the low, "Don't move, I'm tired, let me lean for a while." ”

When Feng Qian heard this, he really didn't move, and even consciously leaned two inches into his arms.

"What's wrong?" She raised her hand and patted him lightly on the back twice, as if to soothe, and as if to give him the warmth of her body.

After waiting for a while, the man didn't answer her question, Feng Qian didn't care very much, so she quietly let him hold it, blinking a little blankly.

Just when she thought that the man would not speak again, he said again: "Mo Shaoyuan, he appeared in the court five years ago. In just five years, he has been promoted from a small seventh-rank official to the position of Zongren Mansion Sect Commander, although some of them are inevitably promoted, but his own ability is indeed not to be underestimated. ”

"Huh?" Feng Qian responded, but he seemed more and more confused.

What's wrong with this man, why do you keep mentioning Mo Shaoyuan today?

"Has he done anything lately?"

"Has he done less?" Jun Moying's voice suddenly sank, with a hint of coolness, and then sneered, "You say, what should I do if I catch him?" ”

"This ......" Feng Qian thought for a while and frowned, "I don't seem to know the laws of Dongqian very well." ”

Jun Moying's eyes darkened, but before he could speak, Feng Qian immediately said: "But is it a crime to cheat the king?" How should the crime of deception be judged? ”

A trace of doubt, a trace of confusion.

Jun Moying sighed helplessly, she really shouldn't have any expectations for her.

But that's fine, it's always his confused little thing, and it's better to never change.

"Stupid thing." He scolded without the slightest harshness, and even contained a hint of pampering.

"I'm already a person from Dongjiao, and I don't even understand this law, so aren't you afraid that one day I'll inadvertently do something to lose my head?"

Feng Qian knew that this man was deliberately teasing her, how could a good citizen like her, who acted completely according to the rules, and was quiet, virtuous, virtuous, and virtuous, do something that lost her head?

With a snort, Feng Qianshu raised her head suddenly, ignoring the stunned look in the man's eyes, she raised her hand to hold his handsome face, looking at him full of danger. "Dear Emperor Xià, you can't lose your head, and you don't have the final say?"

The corners of her mouth gradually revealed a flamboyant smile, so bright that it almost dazzled people's eyes.

"The so-called power is capricious, the life and death of the entire Dongqi are in your hands, didn't you say that I am a generation of demon concubines, and you are willing to be a faint king, do you regret now that you want the head of the concubine?"

Jun Moying was almost stunned by her.

Have the right to be capricious? He alone has the final say?

couldn't help but chuckle, but pretended to be stern: "It seems to make sense, I still like this head with this body." ”