There was a letter from the heart, Xiao Qiwen has been very well-behaved recently, and there has been no movement in Linning City.

No movement is necessarily a good thing.

Now that the position of the East Palace is vacant, the remaining princes, except for King Zhong and Fengyi Chu, who doesn't want to sit in that position?

Now that it is so quiet, it may be a sign of the coming storm.

Lin Mo didn't wake up until the third pole of the sun, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Yichen's handsome and peerless face, and his mood instantly improved.

She leaned sideways to prop up her head, admiring the beautiful man fanning and reading, and really felt that Feng Yichen was not tired of reading it.

He was dressed in moonlight casual clothes, his side face was not as beautiful as a mortal person, his eyes moved down with the official document, his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, and his pale pink thin lips were pursed, Lin Mo was stunned.

The appearance of him sitting on a horse with a long sword last night came to mind, which was simply too manly.

Lin Mo found that although she was a face control, she was only like this to Feng Yichen.

It's like Fu Xuanzhi is also good-looking, but she dislikes it.

Only when I see Feng Yichen will I have the feeling of panic and shortness of breath and irregular heartbeat.

Mou Chen looked at the official document too intently, and he didn't notice that Lin Mo had woken up, and he stared at him for a long time.

"My husband is so good-looking." The corners of Lin Mo's lips hooked, and Feng Yichen, who suddenly made a startled sound, was stunned.

He put down the official document, turned his head slowly, and the moment he saw Lin Mo, it was like Xingchen's eyes showing warmth, and the corners of his lips were hooked, "Momo is awake, are you hungry?" ”

Lin Mo sat up and hooked his finger at him, and Feng Yichen approached with a smile.

She pulled Feng Yichen closer, knelt on the bed, wrapped her arms around Feng Yichen's neck, and flattered her cheeks, "You bad thing, you seduced me early in the morning, and I wanted to eat you." ”

Feng Yichen had never seen Lin Mo like this, his throat tightened, he took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to carry her over and sit on the edge of the bed, and said helplessly: "Momo is a bad thing, I know that I can't, and I always torture this king like this." ”

Lin Mo rubbed in his arms like a kitten, "Actually, it will be ...... in three months"

"Don't take any chances." Feng Yichen looked down at her disapprovingly, hugged her messy head with his hand, and suppressed the heart that was provoked by her, "Even if there is the slightest danger to Momo, you can't do it." ”

Lin Mo was pressed into his arms, rolled his eyes vigorously, and secretly slandered: "Is it Lao Tzu who tortures you, or you torture Lao Tzu!"

Jiang Han relayed what Fu Xuanzhi said last night to Feng Yichen early in the morning, which would sleep in the camp tent.

Feng Yichen informed Lin Mo of this, Lin Mo got up from him and got dressed, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, feeling that this King of the Western Realm would not agree so simply.

got up and ate something, took the soft whip and Feng Yichen and made a few simple moves.

A soldier came to report, and Yin Mosi rushed to the barracks with another 50,000 stones of grain and grass.

Lin Mo's dark eyes flashed with surprise, and he put away the soft whip and pulled this Feng Yichen out.

Yin Mosi had just come down from the carriage, dressed in a smoke-blue cloud brocade tunic robe, with a jade bone fan in his hand swaying gently, looking like a noble son, where it looked like a tiring boat and car for many days.

The moment he saw Lin Mo, Yin Mosi's eyes lit up, put away his cynical posture, and pretended to make a gesture to Lin Mo, "Yin Mou did not fail in his mission, 100,000 stone fine grain plus forage, a total of 20,000 taels of silver." ”

Hearing this, Lin Mo glanced at him, "Boss Yin, don't worry, when you return to the imperial city, let Your Majesty give it to you." ”

Yin Mosi raised his eyebrows, put away the folding fan and hooked the corners of his lips at her, "Yinliang is not in a hurry, can you give it to the master first, all the food you eat all the way is dry food, it's really bitter master." ”

Seeing Yin Mosi's eyebrows at his own princess, Feng Yichen became angry.

He glanced at Yin Mosi coldly, "It's been a hard journey, this king will immediately ask someone to prepare food for Boss Yin, you go back to the camp first." ”

With that, he pulled Lin Mo and turned around and left.

The strength of the cautious eyes makes people want to beat up.

The command office sent someone to send a letter, and the lame Qi King Fengyi Lian, as a border guard, enthusiastically picked up the wind and dust for them in the command office.

Lin Mo glanced at Feng Yichen, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly, "I'm afraid it's the Hongmen Banquet, and that Fu Ning." ”

"Hmm." Feng Yichen echoed and nodded lightly, "It's okay, this king is here, he can't make any waves." ”

In the evening, Lin Mo and his party rode to the command mansion.

Fu Ning greeted him at the door, with a flattering smile on his face, and led Lin Mo, Feng Yichen and the others into the front hall of the command mansion.

It was an ordinary reception banquet, but King Qi sat on the main seat as the master, and when he saw Lin Mo and Feng Yichen coming, the corners of his lips brought a hypocritical smile, "Third brother, ninth brother, ninth brother and sister, this king hasn't seen you for a long time, sit down." ”

Lin Mo didn't care about him, and sat down in the lower position, with a secret mockery in his eyes: "It wasn't like this before, why did you suddenly become polite this time." ”

In the past, he dared to blatantly drug Feng Yichen and throw him into the Qinglou, and he had a bad taste to observe how he was taken by others.

Even the poison is shoehorned, who will this show this calf to?

I'm afraid I'm thinking of some bad ideas again!

Lin Mo has never liked this dog thing Feng Yilian, and he hasn't looked at him since he came in, and Feng Yichen won't give him a good look.

No one else had to deal with him.

Lin Mo and Feng Yichen came to the banquet, just to see what kind of moth he was going to do.

And the others, seeing that Lin Mo and Feng Yichen were coming, followed suit, and by the way, they took a look at the excitement.

In order to relieve his embarrassment, Fu Ning clapped his hands, and a group of scantily dressed dancing girls outside rushed in, wearing only a layer of gauze on their bodies, and only wrapped in a thicker cloth in key positions.

Lin Mo looked at it with interest for a while, and suddenly remembered Feng Yichen, and when he turned his head to look like him, he saw him holding a wine glass, looking at the elixir and jade liquid in the cup, lowering his eyes, and looking at those dancing girls with a bewitching posture as nothing.

Lin Mo was quite satisfied with his performance, holding his cheeks and looking at the writhing dancing girl, his eyes shining.

Feng Yichen saw her squinting like this, stretched out his jade-like hand to block Lin Mo's eyes, and said sourly, "Look at this king, this king is better looking than them." ”

Hearing this, a picture appeared in Lin Mo's mind.

Feng Yi Chen? Wearing a sexually transparent gauze dress, his long hair was scattered, and he writhed his sexually attractive and sturdy body in front of Lin Mo.

it!

I can't stand it!

Lin Mo hurriedly came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Feng Yichen, held back a smile on his face, and leaned closer to him to lower his voice, "But I haven't seen the prince dance, let alone the prince dancing in a light veil." ”

When the words fell, he successfully saw that Feng Yichen's face changed, blue for a while, white for a while, and his ears were red as if they were about to drip blood.

Is he shy? What picture came to mind? Could it be the same as she thought?

Lin Mo likes him like this the most, and every time he sees him like this, he can't help but want to tease him.

A few more close to his ear, the warm breath sprayed on his skin, causing him to stiffen.

Feng Yichen took a deep breath, raised his hand and was about to push the dishonest Lin Mo away, his fingers just touched Lin Mo's forehead, and heard her say, "I want to see, I want to see my husband dance in a gauze dress." ”