213. [VIP] The Prime Minister is really old and strong
"Say, why did it take so long to come, how did I teach you since I was a child, how can I make the county lord wait so long!"
Hearing this, he looked at Ye Fusang unhappily, and muttered, "I ......"
"Unfilial son!" Looking at Condensation's stubborn and indifferent appearance, Prime Minister Leng knew that he would definitely not be able to say anything good when he opened his mouth, and immediately interrupted Condensation's words that he was about to say with a roar, "Go and apologize to the county lord." ”
Hearing this, Condensation's brows furrowed tightly, and her face was obviously resistant, obviously she was sorry for herself first, why should she apologize to her.
"Don't."
"Unfilial son!" Prime Minister Leng scolded angrily, and was no longer polite, he raised his rattan and was about to greet Condensation, the master husband rubbed his eyes and stood aside, although he doted on his son, he also knew that this was not the time to be willful, if he offended the county lord, his son would not be guilty, and the whole family would be affected.
Ye Fusang's pupils shrank, he thought it was just to scare this man, but he didn't expect Prime Minister Leng to really beat him.
"Stop!" Ye Fusang roared lightly, seeing that it was too late, his body immediately jumped up, only to see a red shadow floating in front of him at a ghostly speed, and for a moment, Condensation only felt that his body was pulled into his arms by a force.
"Smack!"
At the same time, the rattan slammed on Ye Fusang's back, and Condensation stood in front of Ye Fusang, hugged by Ye Fusang's waist.
"Ahh Princess! Prime Minister Leng was taken aback, obviously he didn't expect that the county lord would use his body to block a whip for Ning'er, you know, the royal people have been trained since childhood that they can only be blocked by others, and they must not be in danger.
Ye Fusang moved his shoulders, bent over, and helped the two of them weakly, "The Prime Minister is really old and strong." ”
Hearing this, the prime minister was about to kneel down again, but Ye Fusang stopped her in time, "The prime minister doesn't have to worry, I'm fine, Fusang has disturbed the prime minister's family law and wants to ask the prime minister for forgiveness." ”
Ye Fusang chuckled lightly at the corner of her mouth, she clearly felt that the body of the person under the palm of her hand trembled slightly when she said the family law, it turned out that he was also afraid.
"Huh...... Let the county lord laugh. The prime minister laughed a few times, obviously he didn't expect Ye Fusang to care, she is the unique Zhaoyang county lord of Fengtian, she is the empress's favorite person, and in the future, she is the most likely to inherit the throne.
"It doesn't matter." Ye Fusang waved his hand, "I'm used to it, hmm......"
After Ye Fusang said this, there was a pain in his waist, and he hid behind Ye Fusang with condensation, twisting the flesh on her waist tightly with one hand, his face full of dissatisfaction.
The prime minister and the master husband glanced at each other, and saw the subtle interaction between the two of them, the two of them were surprised and incredible, and now, they can finally understand why Ning Er dares to be so presumptuous, this temper is also hotter than before, they have always thought that they were stimulated when they first arrived at the county lord's mansion in the early years, and now they ......
The two looked at each other and smiled, smiling with some relief, now, they know that Ning'er's temper is what the county lord of Zhaoyang is used to, but since the county lord of Zhaoyang doesn't dislike it, what else can they say?
"County Lord, the minister has prepared a meal in the front hall, and I hope the county lord will move!"
Ye Fusang smiled and grabbed the condensed waist, "It's troublesome Prime Minister." ”
"No, no, no, that's what a minister should do." Prime Minister Leng was a little flattered on his face, everyone knew that the county lord of Zhaoyang had a perverse temperament and was not easy to get along with, so he didn't expect that she would agree.
Ye Fusang is not without consideration, he actually came, if he didn't eat, what would others say about the prime minister and how would he look at condensation.
In the carriage, Condensation sat opposite Ye Fusang with an unkind face, Ye Fusang lowered her head and looked at the books in her hand, she liked to put a little of her favorite books in the carriage, so that the dishes would not be boring.
"Ahem!" Seeing that Ye Fusang didn't notice himself, he coughed twice with condensation to remind him of his sense of existence. However, even though his coughing throat was hoarse, Ye Fusang still didn't look up at him, seeing this, his condensation face became more and more unkind, and he reached out and snatched the book from Ye Fusang's hand.
"Ye Fusang, don't you like me anymore?"
Looking at his melancholy little eyes, Ye Fusang sneered, "Why does Ning'er think so?" ”
"Humph!" Seeing the smile on Ye Fusang's face, he didn't look bored at all, he turned his head arrogantly, and didn't look at Ye Fusang, since he knew that he still had a status in her heart, he didn't need to ask anything.
Ye Fusang moved over, and as soon as his body became weak, he leaned on Condensation's legs, "Ning'er, is it fun to be at home during this time?" ”
"What does the county lord think?" Condensation glared at Ye Fusang aggrievedly, and twisted his head stubbornly to the side, without her by her side to spoil himself and accompany him, he felt tormented wherever he was, even if he had his most beloved parents at home.
"County Lord, if you are angry with me in the future, I will ......"
"Humph!" Snorted coldly, the last words still didn't come out, he wasn't sure that she wouldn't make him angry in the future.
Seeing the appearance of condensation in his eyes, Ye Fusang smiled, leaned lazily on Condensation's arms, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
After Ye Fusang returned home, he sent the condensation back to his yard, sitting in front of the window, Ye Fusang's eyes looked into the distance with ethereal eyes, recently, I don't know what is wrong, or if she thinks too much, she is always a little uneasy in her heart, as if something will happen.
I always feel ...... There was a smell of déjà vu around her, the feeling that made her scared, heartache, and want to escape, who was it, who gave her such a feeling?
"Fuso, what are you thinking?"
A penetrating voice suddenly came from behind him, with a little bit of moving coconuts, with an irresistible strong twisting momentum, like a ghost broke into Ye Fusang's mind, Ye Fusang's body was stunned, yes, this is the feeling, this feeling that makes her want to run away.
Ye Fusang frowned and turned around slowly, when he saw the person behind him, his pupils shrank, and a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Shang, Shang Mo, why are you?" ”
Ye Fusang looked at the person behind him dumbfounded, wearing white clothes casually on his body, the whole person did not have that kind of fairy-like momentum, his eyes narrowed slightly, the mask didn't know where it went, the black cherry blossoms were faintly shining, the clothes were draped casually, revealing most of his shoulders, and even the cherry blossoms on his chest were looming.
"Fuso, what are you looking at?" As he spoke, leaning casually to one side, his red tongue slowly sticking out, licking his lips that were not dry.
Ye Fusang shuddered violently, "Shang, Shang Mo, what's wrong with you?" She couldn't imagine that someone who didn't even want to show his feet would dress up like this, and didn't he always call himself "hibiscus" in the past.
"What? Fuso doesn't like it? As he spoke, his figure flashed, and he didn't even see the shadow Ye Fusang, his body was suddenly hugged tightly by him, and his cold hand without a trace of temperature picked up Ye Fusang's chin, and his fingers rubbed gently, "Don't you like it?" Do you want me to change to black? He said softly, as if asking Ye Fusang or himself, and an unknown anger flashed in his cool and demonic eyes.
"Uh......" There was a sudden sharp pain in his jaw, which was caused by him tightening his fingers.
The strange face that made people tremble came to Ye Fusang, "I don't like Fusang like this?" ”
Ye Fusang had already been stunned by Shang Mo's sudden move, nodded unconsciously, and then, seeing his eyes narrowing dangerously, and then, he pushed Ye Fusang away suddenly, and his eyes gradually became bloodthirsty to destroy everything, "You still can't forget him?" ”
Looking at Shang Mo, who was a little hideous in front of him, Ye Fusang took a step back suddenly, a little scared. She suddenly felt that the person in front of her was very strange, however, while feeling strange, there was also a sense of familiarity, which was familiarity from the soul.
Shang Mo, who is it?
"Hahaha......"
Just when Ye Fusang was stunned, he suddenly strode out, the loose clothes were about to fall off at any time, he stood in the sun, the golden eyes shone on his face, so that Ye Fusang couldn't see his expression clearly, only heard him roar like crazy: "Hahaha...... I won this battle, and although you have not been reincarnated, you will never be able to stand in the sun without scruples like me. ”
As he spoke, his hand suddenly tightened, and those strange eyes shot down Ye Fusang, revealing an exclusive look.
Facing his [red] [luo] [luo] dangerous and bewildering eyes, Ye Fusang's body trembled suddenly, feeling that he couldn't breathe, covering his chest with one hand, and gasping for breath.
When Sakura Jixi came, what he saw was his own immortal-like senior brother standing in the courtyard almost naked, and even his most mindful face was covered.
A flash of surprise flashed in Sakura Jixi's eyes, "Senior brother! Ying Jixi screamed, and hurriedly ran over and put the mask in his hand on Shang Mo's face, he just went to find his senior brother, and when he saw his mask on the table, he guessed that he must be with Ye Fusang, only with this woman, the senior brother will let go of himself without any scruples.
"I'm ......" Shang Mo looked down at his appearance, his face immediately turned pale, and he hurriedly raised his head, only to see Ye Fusang standing behind him, looking at him with a look of fear.
"Mu, hibiscus ......" Shang Mo anxiously called Ye Fusang, "I, I didn't mean to, I don't know ...... I" Shang Mo couldn't speak, and hurriedly pulled his clothes, he didn't know what he did, he had a little impression in his heart, but he didn't dare to think about it, he just now, it seems that he hurt Mu Hibiscus-
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