Jun Mocheng touched his beard and said coldly, "The old minister just asked the little girl to continue, and he also hoped that the right minister and the regent would be gracious." ”

Jun Feiyan squinted her apricot eyes and looked at Jun Mocheng. His words, intentional or unintentional, touched her heart.

The corners of his mouth are secretly hooked. She guessed correctly, his father still misses the old love, and his love is like a soldier and rigorous like a mountain. If he doesn't love himself, he won't let Jun Feiyan marry a cheap man he loves.

It's just that there's that damn goblin in the house who deceives people and harms people, and makes a good home in ruins.

Sooner or later, she will figure it out.

"Why did Prime Minister Wang interrupt the words of his courtiers? Won't give your courtiers a chance? Or is there another plan? Her fiery eyes shot straight into Prime Minister Wang's eyes. Prime Minister Wang Cheng's whole body trembled, but he still raised his head without yielding, but when he met the eyes that were about to kill, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

"Jun Feiyan, you are quibbling!" Baili Mo burst out impatiently, only he knew how bloodthirsty and bold this woman had been in the past two days.

"Quibble your sister, Baili Mo, what do you say? What the fuck do you have to say Miss Ben, what does it have to do with you at this time? Why are you so excited? Ghosts? Don't let Miss Ben finish talking one by one! Yes and heart? Jun Feiyan was furious and glared at Baili Mo angrily.

This dead, when she is so bullied! Don't let her say it, so ruthless, want to put him to death? No way!

The beautiful man in red looked at Baili Mo with black lines and Jun Feiyan with a fiery face with interest. The corners of the good-looking mouth are quietly hooked.

The emperor didn't seem to have the intention of being born to reprimand, and watched the show leisurely on the sidelines.

Jun Mocheng, Prime Minister Wang Cheng was shocked.

"This king is your husband, and your husband is responsible for this matter!" Baili Mo said with a serious face, and there was no sign of lying on his stereotyped face at all.

Jun Feiyan smiled slightly, but she was laughing wildly in her heart, "Baili Mo, the world knows that you don't treat me as a princess at all, do you have a fucking conscience, ask yourself, what color is your heart, what do you think, Miss Ben doesn't care, but don't fucking be so hypocritical, people fart better than you." ”

Jun Moran was embarrassed. The right minister laughed out loud, thinking secretly, it seems that those rumors on the market are true!

This woman is so interesting, she can actually make Baili Mo deflated.

"Jun, no, Yan." For a moment, he was speechless, and could only say these words in protest.

"Tut, Baili Mo, don't be polite, just call the woman, anyway, Miss Ben's ears are calloused, I'm used to hearing it, you call me by my name today, I think you took the wrong medicine today." She was proud, squinting at the desert.

Baili wanted to stomp his feet indifferently, if he could swear, he really wanted to scold, this slut is really a fucking poisonous tongue.

"Fei Yan." Jun Mocheng coughed and relieved the crisis for Baili Mo......

Fei Yan? Pneumonia, what a fucking broken name! She's only now realizing!!

Broken name, unlucky.

"Daddy, you've heard all the rumors, and you saw them when you got married! My dignified husband didn't take me seriously at all, and my daughter almost died. Her eyes glistened with tears and were clouded with a layer of fog.

That long-lost father instantly broke through the shackles of family affection, and Jun Mocheng almost shed tears.