Jun Mo's black-gold eyes were shining, like stars shattered in the dark night.

He looked at Feng Wuwu without squinting, and explained in a deep voice, "This king didn't mean to hide it from you. The reason why I never mentioned my life experience is that I don't want to involve you in the strife. ”

Feng Wuwu nodded and instinctively leaned into his arms.

Jun Mo's eyes flashed slightly, and Kong Wu's powerful arms silently wrapped around her slender waist, "I haven't seen you for a few days, and this king misses you very much." ”

Feng Wuwu's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and she always felt that the mottled scars on her body were ugly and dirty, and they were extremely disturbing to the scenery.

Although Jun Moran did not show the slightest disgust, Feng Wuwu was still very uneasy in his heart.

"I miss you too. Can... I want to get a good night's sleep. ”

She fiddled with the tassels on the quilt crampedly, her voice very low and faintly nasal.

"You don't have to worry about this king."

Jun Moran didn't care about these details, anyway, whether she was awake or asleep at first, in less than half an hour, she would faint due to physical exhaustion.

Feng Wuwu's cheeks were slightly red, and he didn't know how to refuse for a while.

She had thought that the gloom in her heart would slowly fade away in Jun Moran's extremely gentle movements, but when he leaned over and shone a large shadow on her, she felt cramped like never before.

"Ink dye, I..."

"What's wrong?"

Jun Moran caressed Feng Wuwu's reddish cheeks, he faintly sensed Feng Wuwu's low mood, and said softly, "If you have something on your mind, you might as well talk to this king." ”

"Ye feels ashamed."

"How so?"

"Don't you stare at your body anymore, okay? Ye felt very ashamed. ”

"Don't worry, this king is not only your man, but also your relatives. You and I should be in the same boat through thick and thin, why do you have to bear all the pain alone? ”

Hearing this, Feng Wuwu pursed his lips and was silent.

It is precisely because of Jun Moran's extraordinarily tolerant attitude that she is even more apologetic.

As expected, she has become the laughing stock of the people in the city after dinner.

Don't look at how righteous and awe-inspiring they are under the city gate today, as soon as they turn around, they may accuse her of disgrace to the regent's palace.

"Ye thinks that he is useless, and he always drags his feet."

"You are not only the lucky star of this king, but also the lucky star of the east. If it weren't for you, the capital would have fallen long ago. ”

Jun Moran looked at Feng Wuwu, whose tears were swirling in her eyes, and realized how deeply she was hurt by Yun Feibai.

He reached out and gently hugged her into his arms, letting her pill his arm, his voice soft and magnetic, "Don't be cranky. This king promises you that he will never come while you are asleep. ”

Feng Wuwu bowed slightly, still not feeling much security in his heart.

Even though Jun Moran had been holding her in her arms, she was still awakened by nightmares repeatedly.

In the dream, Yun Feibai smiled fiercely, trampled her dignity under her feet, and crushed her into slag.

Not only that, but the people all over the city laughed at her like a prostitute in a kiln, who had been insulted and still had the face to survive in the world.

What made her even more unacceptable was Jun Moran's indifferent attitude.

In the nightmare, Jun Moran's voice was cold, and his eyes were full of disdain, "This king has a habit of cleanliness, you better stay away from this king." ”

"No, listen to me!"

Feng Wuwu anxiously grabbed Jun Moran's arm and suddenly opened his eyes.

This night, Jun Moran never closed his eyes at all.

Feng Wuwu woke up seven times due to nightmares, and he looked at the fragile and sensitive Feng Wuwu, and felt distressed.

He couldn't wait to bear everything for Feng Wuwu.

But what made him feel powerless was that he could only watch her fall into a nightmare in order to wipe away the cold sweat from her body over and over again.

Seeing that Feng Wuwu suddenly woke up, Jun Moran stretched his frowning brows and smiled lightly.

He slowly raised his hand, scratched Feng Wuwu's nose, and his voice was extremely spoiled, "Little crying bag, the water is average." ”

Feng Wuwu realized it later, and when Jun Mo wiped away the tears on her face, she realized that she was scared to cry by the nightmare spinelessly.

She turned to her side in frustration, her hands clenching her slightly hot eyelids, "I don't know what's going on." Every time I face you, I'm like a girl, I can't stand half of the grievances. If you are wronged, you always want to cry. ”

"Stupid, you're a lovely and charming woman."

Jun Moran pinched her increasingly round cheeks, and couldn't help but lean up and taste the fragrance on her cheeks.

Knock Knock Knock –

Outside the pavilion, there was a knock on the door, which completely disturbed the increasingly ambiguous atmosphere in the inner room.

In the next moment, Liu Xi's soft voice suddenly sounded outside the Ink Dye Pavilion, "General Fengxiao, Xian Xie specially made exquisite pastries and snacks for you, and it's still hot!" Would you like to try it? ”

"Damn it!"

Jun Mo ran a fist on the side of the jade pillow, eager to unload the willow fire into eight pieces.

Feng Wuwu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although Jun Moran repeatedly said that she didn't mind, she still didn't want him to see her injured body.

She patted her shriveled stomach and replied repeatedly, "Keep it for you, and you'll come." ”

Jun Moran's face was completely blackened, and he was about to drag Feng Wuwu back to the couch, but seeing her hungry appearance, he had to let her go for the time being.

As soon as Feng Wuwu opened the door, he saw Liu Xie standing in front of him wearing a new green cardigan robe.

"General Feng, try it."

Liu Xun's eyes were shining, and he looked at Feng Wuwu expectantly.

Feng Wuwu took a shallow taste, only to feel that it was so sweet that it was greasy, and said coyly, "Is there any sour jujube cake?" Ye is magnificent and domineering, how can you touch these sweet and greasy pastries? ”

"But..."

Liu Xian glanced at Feng Wuwu's flat stomach with a little confusion, and whispered, "The whole mansion, who doesn't know that General Feng is as sweet as his life?" Why did you suddenly change your taste? ”

"Isn't that weird?"

Feng Wuwu gently shook off the pastry crumbs on his fingertips, and asked Liu Xian disapprovingly.

Liu Xian was bold, suddenly made a move, and poked towards Feng Wuwu's abdomen, "General Feng, aren't you pregnant?" ”

Feng Wuwu's eyes were quick, and he quietly avoided Liu Xi's hand, and said coldly, "Never." ”

Liu Xian realized that he had lost his sense of proportion, and hurriedly changed the topic, "General Fengxiao, Xian Xian wants to dance a 'radio gymnastics' for you, but I don't know, do you want to appreciate your face?" ”

"Hmm."

Feng Wuwu responded absentmindedly, but she had excellent ears, but she was listening to the conversation of the maid in the house.

"Last night, it seemed surprisingly quiet in the Ink Dyeing Pavilion! The regent has just gotten married, why is he so cold? ”

"Huh~ The regent doesn't say anything, but he must be very mindful in his heart. Let's ask, which man can stand such a watery poplar woman? ”

Qingluan heard that the two maids who had just entered the mansion were chewing on the root of their tongues, and their faces turned red with anger, "My young lady Bingqing Yujie, how can you allow Er and others to slander wantonly?" ”

"Sister Qingluan, this is not what we said. You go out of the house to inquire, and the people all over the city are talking about the princess! ”

"What's there to talk about? Yesterday, if it weren't for the princess, the capital would have fallen long ago. Qingluan's eyes were red, and she felt aggrieved for Feng Wuwu.

"They say that the princess should kill herself to protect her innocence."

Smack-

Qingluan's nose fluttered slightly, and because of the anger in his heart, his originally soft facial features were covered with a layer of ferocity.

Thinking of the criticism suffered by Feng Wuwu, she was angry, suddenly raised her arms, and slapped the two incompetent maids in front of her.

Feng Wuwu was indignant in her heart, she didn't expect that the people of Donglin were really as ungrateful as she thought.

However, she did not rush forward to teach the two outspoken maids a lesson.

The whole city is criticizing her, no matter how tough she is, she can't stop her mouth.

At that time, Jun Moran was standing in front of the window of the study, staring coldly at Liu Xian, who was doing his best in front of Feng Wuwu, and he was angry.

"What did Liu Xie do during the time when this king was away?" He asked in a deep voice the Iron Hand that followed him.

At the beginning, Liu Xian always pestered Qingluan day and night, asking her about the princess's preferences. After Chasing Wind learned about it, for some reason, he beat him up. Therefore, Liu Xie has been recuperating from his injuries in the past few days, and he is still safe. ”

Jun Moran secretly said in his heart.

In his opinion, Liu Xian, a vixen who is used to seducing people, should be beaten to death.

He wanted to take matters into his own hands and teach him a hard lesson.

But Liu Xie is the person brought by Feng Wuwu after all, and he must not beat and scold him casually.

Otherwise, Liu Xie came to cry, make trouble, and hang himself, but Feng Wuwu thought that he had a small belly and couldn't tolerate anyone.

"General Fengxiao, how is the flint dancing?"

Liu Xian asked Feng Wuwu in a soft voice, and she was shy.

Feng Wuwu slowly came back to his senses, and responded a little perfunctorily, "Amazing." ”

When Liu Xie heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Thanks to General Fengxiao's love, Xian Xian only feels fortunate for three lives." ”

He folded his hands in front of him and bowed respectfully to Feng Wuwu.

Only then did Feng Wuwu catch a glimpse of Liu Xian's wide sleeves, which were full of whiplashes.

A cold light flashed in her sharp eyes, and her voice suddenly turned cold, "Who hurt you?" ”

"General Feng, don't worry, it's fine."

"It's all hurt like this, and you still say it's okay?"

Feng Wuwu is extremely protective, although she doesn't have much affection for Liu Yuan, but Liu Xie is Liu Yuan's closest relative after all.

Even for Liu Yuan, who died in vain, Feng Wuwu would not let Liu Xian be bullied for no reason.

Seeing that Feng Wuwu was protecting her like this, Liu Xian turned to the side slightly, and whimpered, "General Feng Xiao should not be worried, the skin is rough and thick, and it is not tight." Don't argue with the regent for the sake of the regent. If the regent is in a bad mood, he should be beaten again. ”

“………”

Feng Wuwu glanced at Jun Moran who was standing quietly in front of the windowsill of the study in disbelief, and was about to ask him in person, but unexpectedly, Jun Moran closed the window with a "bang".

Tie Shou looked at Jun Mo Ran, who was so angry that his cheeks turned green, "Wang, do you need your subordinates to send someone to teach Liu Xie a lesson?" ”

"Go. Be neat with your hands and feet, and blame the blame on the head of Baili Heze. ”

Jun Moran thought about it, if Feng Wuwu came to question him because of Liu Xian, he would tie her to the couch and "love" her fiercely.

Just as Jun Mo was slightly distracted, a handsome maid came over and brought him a steaming mushroom and shredded chicken soup.

"Regent, will you try the mushroom and chicken soup made by the slave maid?"

"Get out."

Jun Moran glanced lightly at the pretentious appearance of the maid in front of him, and saw through her thoughts.

Although he is a little sluggish in terms of feelings, over the years, there are countless women who have coveted him.

He only needed one look to know what was in his heart.

The maid bit her lower lip lightly, and her heart was quite unwilling.

She took a deep breath and stood in front of Jun Moran without fear of death, "The slave maid heard that the princess was not good at cooking, so she volunteered to cook soup for you." Would you like to try it first? ”

Jun Mo Ran turned a deaf ear, he stared intently at the Chinese medicine book in his hand, only hoping that Gu Nanfeng would be able to develop the antidote soon.

Seeing that Jun Mo Ran did not make a sound, the maid simply had the courage to peel herself clean by dividing it by two.

She walked up to Jun Mo Ran with small steps, and said shyly and timidly, "Regent, the slave maid is still a yellow flower girl, you can enjoy it with confidence." ”

Jun Moran suddenly got up and grabbed the maid's neck suddenly, "Who sent you?" ”

The maid shook her head again and again, and stumbled, "Back to the regent, it was Lord Chasing the Wind who personally recruited the slaves and maids into the mansion. ”

Outside the study, Feng Wuwu was about to ask Jun Mo Ran why he beat Liu Xian, but he didn't expect to accidentally bump into an extremely fragrant scene.

From her point of view, Jun Moran was condescendingly looking at the maid who was slumped on the bookcase, and her movements were ambiguous.

The maid carefully observed Jun Mo's stained face, and out of the corner of her eye, she happened to catch a glimpse of the cold-looking Feng Wuwu outside the study.

A hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, and she deliberately raised her voice, and said slowly, "Regent, there is a lot of rumors in the capital now, and they are all laughing at the princess for losing face to the Regent's palace. Many people said that the princess was unclean and should kill herself to save her name. The slave knows that you are disgusted with the princess, and Tete has come to relieve you of your worries. You can rest assured that the slave's body is absolutely clean, and her name has not been damaged in the slightest. will never be like the princess, who will be wantonly played with by other men in front of the public, and laugh and be generous. ”

Jun Moran was full of anger, he grabbed the maid's jaw with one hand, and quickly picked up the dagger on the bookcase with the other, and cut off her tongue directly.

"Hmm-"

The maid screamed in pain, tears in her eyes, and she danced to resist Jun Moran, who was as fierce as a demon.

But Feng Wuwu outside the study only glimpsed Jun Moran's back, and he didn't know what he was doing to the maid.

But seeing that the maid was resisting and struggling extremely violently, Feng Wuwu only said that it was Jun Mo Dyeing Overlord who forced the bow and forced others.

Feng Wuwu turned around and left lonely, she only said that it was between her and Jun Mo Ran, and the game was completely finished.

In the study, Jun Moran indifferently threw the dagger in his hand into the paper basket, and looked at the frightened maid with a clear eye, "You are not small, you dare to play tricks in front of this king." Go back and ask your master to prepare the coffin and shroud, and this king will go and kill him tonight. ”

As soon as the words fell, he asked Si to throw him out of the Regent's palace.

The reason why Jun Moran didn't kill her was purely because he was worried that he would kill too much and retribution would be on Feng Wuwu.

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