"You!"

Yun Feibai was so angry that he vomited another mouthful of blood.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still on Jun Mo Ran's territory at the moment, he would have to fight Jun Mo Ran to the death.

Feng Wuwu took advantage of Yun Feibai's anger to attack his heart and his vigilance plummeted, and attacked his crotch one after another with the silver needle in his sleeve.

Woooo

Dozens of silver needles flew diagonally towards Yun Feibai's critical parts in an orderly manner, and cut a small piece of cloth in the form of an inverted triangle impartially.

Yun Feibai lost his position, annoyed and angry, "Feng Wuwu, don't go too far!" ”

"Mistaken."

Feng Wuwu sneered and smiled, "Prince Yunqin, don't forget, it was your mistake first, and we just followed suit." ”

Jun Moran quietly blocked in front of Feng Wuwu, completely cutting off her sight, and said in a low voice, "Dare to take another look!" ”

Only then did Feng Wuwu restrain his unscrupulous eyes, and responded in a low voice, "There really is a birthmark." ”

“………”

Jun Mo was so depressed that he usually teased her in every possible way, but she didn't necessarily want to watch it.

Today, she actually showed an extremely strong interest in Yun Feibai's body.

"Feng Wuwu, if you want to see it, this king will let you see enough."

"Not necessarily."

Feng Wuwu hurriedly retracted his neck, leaning on Jun Moran's back and pretending to be dead.

Fu Ye Shen saw that Feng Wuwu and Jun Mo Ran were whispering constantly, and there was a hint of sadness in Danfeng's eyes.

Baili Heze doesn't matter, although he can't get Feng Wuwu's heart now, but one day, he will definitely be able to impress her.

Yun Feibai realized that the current situation was extremely unfavorable to him, and no matter how unwilling he was, he had to leave first.

"Jun Mo Ran, Feng Wuwu, you wait for this palace!"

In order to save some thin noodles, he ruthlessly put down a cruel word, then covered his heart with one hand and his crotch with the other, and fled.

Hahahaha –

Seeing this, the ministers laughed loudly.

Yun Feibai is arrogant and domineering, no one knows it, and he can make him suffer a loss today, which is really happy.

Only Feng Wuwu turned sideways again, and looked at Beitang Longting steadily, "King Beili, do you still need me to provide an alibi?" ”

Beitang Long Ting saw that Yun Feibai had suffered a loss, and thought that he would not worry about leaving Qingshan without firewood, so he soothed his tone and said, "Feng Wuwu, as long as you don't persecute Yin'er from now on, this king will not be to blame for the past." ”

"King Beili, last night you forced me to kneel, and even wanted to kill me with a rod, I wrote it down."

Feng Wuwu took out the booklet in his sleeve and turned the pages seriously.

Jun Moran glanced at it, and found that Feng Wuwu had recorded all the persecution she had suffered during this period of time in the booklet.

Of course, the first dozens of pages of the booklet are all about the atrocities he committed against her.

Jun Mo was shocked by the tiger's body, and he was so panicked that he was afraid that Feng Wuwu would not forgive him.

Fu Yeshen also found out that Feng Wuwu slapped her in the face, which was recorded in the booklet and accompanied by a picture.

He touched his nose in embarrassment, repeatedly alerting himself to not being rough with her again.

Baili Heze still looked indifferent, he had already been mired in the quagmire, so he was not afraid of being hated by her.

Beitang Longting was full of black lines, he glanced at the illustrated booklet, and felt that Feng Wuwu was a little cute, and there was a childish spirit in his publicity.

That is, Mo Yinren was afraid that there would be some moths above the court, so he hurriedly ordered the chief eunuch to announce his retreat from the court.

The former emperor of Donglin once told him that in this life, in this life, in this life, in eternal life, he must not start a war with Beili.

Therefore, he was reluctant to see Jun Moran and the others facing each other like Beitang Long Ting in the court.

Beitang Long Ting calmed down, and he didn't want to make things out of control, so he had to accept it when he saw it, took the lead in getting up, and strode out of the Jinluan Palace.

Feng Wuwu followed closely and said angrily, "Your mother is also!" ”

She was so angry.

If others frame her in every possible way, she will at most retaliate with a tooth for a tooth, and it will not involve her own emotions.

But Beitang Longting is different, he is most likely her father.

It's already ridiculous to mistake her daughter, and she is really angry that she still wants to denounce her for Beitang Liyin.

Boom –

Unexpectedly, before Beitang Longting could reply, the cracked thunderbolt suddenly arrived with rolling thunder.

Feng Wuwu was shocked, thinking that it was because he scolded Beitang Longting and wanted to be punished by heaven?

She didn't believe in evil, and added, "Beitang Longting, you immortal banban!" ”

Boom –

Boom Boom Boom –

For a time, black clouds overwhelmed the city, lightning and thunder, and thunder was deafening.

"Humph! Evil minister, scold again, beware of the five thunders. Beitang Long Ting angrily brushed his sleeves away.

Feng Wuwu pursed his lips, and no longer dared to wantonly insult Beitang Longting.

Baili Heze was good at observing the sky, noticed the strangeness of the thunder, and stared suspiciously at the back of the dragon thunder in Beitang.

This thunder is like a thunderstorm caused by a child's rebellious insult to the elders.

Could it be that Feng Wuwu and Beitang Longting have some connection?

Baili Heze's expression was slightly gloomy, but he never spoke, and only followed Fu Yeshen and walked away.

Out of the Jinluan Palace, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites came to find Jun Mo Dye to discuss the size of tomorrow's Confucian banquet.

Seeing this, Feng Wuwu spoke first, "I happen to be going to Taihe Hall for a trip, Ming'er is going to open the Confucian banquet, as a hussar general, I should stay and give General Huo a hand." ”

Jun Moran looked at her uncomfortably, "Don't get lost." ”

Feng Wuwu's chick nodded his head like a peck of rice, and trotted in the direction of Taihe Palace.

Jun Moran saw her walk on the front foot, and immediately pulled the waiter of the Ministry of Rites to talk in detail.

The content of the discussion has nothing to do with the Confucian banquet, and it is all marriage-related matters.

The waiter of the Ministry of Rites was confused when he heard this, but it was rare for him to see Jun Mo Ran so kind, so he was also happy to tell all the customs about marriage in Donglin and even Beili.