Feng Wuwu laughed angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "You'd better remember what you said today!" ”

Jun Mo Ran's blade-like indifferent gaze frequently shone cold stars, and he really didn't like others to make nonsense in front of him.

The reason why he didn't do anything to her was because her appearance was very much in line with his heart, and her personality was also very appetizing to him.

Feng Wuwu crossed his hands on his hips and proposed seriously, "How about making a bet?" ”

"Bet on what?"

"Gambling. You'd better never fall in love with me! Otherwise, when the time comes, you will be completely injured, and you can not complain that I am indifferent and ruthless. ”

Jun Moran glanced contemptuously at Feng Wuwu, who was making a lot of nonsense, and his thin lips opened lightly, "Feng Wuwu, you are destined to lose in a mess." ”

Feng Wuwu didn't care about the result, she just wanted to delay the time, and when she solved the Beitang Liyin with her own hands, she would definitely go away without hesitation.

In the east, there are snakes and scorpions everywhere, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky if you want to survive in the cracks.

If she could, she would like to walk around, find a piece of feng shui treasure land surrounded by mountains and rivers, and steal half of her life.

"Don't you think it's too early to win or lose at this point? Why don't we move the gambling deadline to after the Confucianism? She slowed down her voice, and looked at Jun Moran with a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling.

Even though she was about twenty centimeters shorter than him, in terms of momentum, she didn't lose at all.

"Before this, if you dare to mess with flowers and grass, don't blame this king for being ruthless."

How could Jun Moran not see through Feng Wuwu's little tricks?

He just didn't want to push her.

After all, he never wanted to see Feng Wuwu cry in front of him again.

In the lobby of the mansion, her tearful appearance made him feel guilty for most of the day, and the feeling of wanting to apologize but not being able to say it was terrible.

"Got it. If nothing else, please go back. ”

"Tomorrow, remember to come to the house to teach the wind to compose poems."

"Got it, if nothing else, please get out of here... Let's go. Feng Wuwu responded impatiently, eager to sweep him out of the house.

"You can't have sex with Qingluan, do you understand?"

When Feng Wuwu heard this, he asked him in particular puzzlement, "It is deeper and heavier, and it is difficult to sleep alone." Don't you want to sleep with a fragrant and soft woman? ”

Jun Moran looked at Feng Wuwu coldly and didn't say a word.

He is not interested in fragrant and soft women, but he is very interested in the fragrant and soft Feng Wuwu.

However, Jun Moran thinks that this interest is completely rooted in the inferior nature of men.

What you can't get is always in turmoil.

It was precisely because he didn't get it that he was so concerned about Feng Wuwu... of the body.

After confronting each other for a while, Jun Moran spoke up again, "Not allowed! ”

His voice was cold and hard, revealing a strength that could not be refused.

"Got it. If you have nothing else to do, you can leave mellowly. ”

Feng Wuwu rolled her eyes, thinking that she would have to sleep with Qingluan in her arms at night, picking her navel was really good, and she fell asleep in a moment.

Jun Moran didn't understand what it meant to "leave mellowly", but he didn't want to delve into what Feng Wuwu meant.

Anyway, he didn't expect to hear anything good from her.

As soon as Jun Mo Ran walked away, Feng Wuwu wiped his lips in disgust.

"Phew! Dog stuff! It's a shame that he's still a prince, as if he's never seen a woman. ”

Qingluan pushed the door in, and looked at Feng Wuwu, who was as pretty as a peach blossom, with a happy face, "Childe, are you and the regent the same?" ”

"Nope."

"Impossible. The regent was obviously anxious, why did he hold back? ”

Feng Wuwu saw that Qingluan's face was full of sparse writing, and his head was full of black lines, "If something really happened to him, do you think you can still see me alive?" ”

"That's right."

Qingluan responded, and felt more and more that Feng Wuwu had suffered a lot.

If you can get your wish, you can marry into the regent palace justifiably.

I'm afraid that after Jun Mo Dye eats and wipes it clean, he doesn't want to be responsible.

"No, I have to start with his henchmen and find out his preferences." Qingluan whispered, and when she thought of chasing the wind, two red clouds suddenly floated on her face.

"Whose preferences are you seeking?"

"Didn't Childe mishear?"

Qingluan smiled and skillfully changed the topic, "By the way, Qingluan received a flying pigeon from Young Master Yi, he said that he misses his son very much, and he hopes that Gongzi will take care of his health and don't cause trouble everywhere." As for that matter, he will take care of it. ”

Feng Yi has a gentle personality and is as gentle as jade, much better than her cheap father and hypocritical mother.

Thinking of Feng Yi, Feng Wuwu suddenly became a little interested, and said casually, "Brother must miss me very much, lively and cheerful and sunny." Qingluan, you can draft a letter for me and tell him that my brother misses him very much. ”

"Childe, Young Master Yi said that in a few days, he would set off from Beili Capital City with Beitang Liyin, take a carriage for more than half a month, and rush to Donglin to participate in the Confucian feast. Now write a letter, and he may not receive it. ”

"Brother is coming too?"

From the northern capital city to the east of Kyoto, it takes more than 20 days by horse-drawn carriage.

Ride a horse faster, seven or eight days is enough.

Feng Wuwu felt a little sorry for Feng Yi's buttocks, and muttered to himself, "In order to protect the little white flower of Beitang Liyin, my brother's buttocks will suffer more than ten days, and I really feel sorry for his buttocks." ”

Suddenly, Feng Wuwu suddenly realized a problem that he hadn't noticed before.

On the day she crossed, that is, the day the original owner of this body was killed, she had been in the camp on the border between Beili and Donglin.

The main reason why I was able to flee to Kyoto in half a day was that Kyoto was located on the border and was very close.

Feng Wuwu couldn't understand why Donglin Kyoto was sitting on the border for the time being, but she could understand why the waves of assassins sent by Hokudo Ryon to hunt her down were able to follow her and advance to the Donglin border together.

At the beginning, Feng Wuwu only thought that Beitang Liyin was rejected by her, and because of love and hatred, she was ruthless and sent several waves of assassins to hunt her down.

After carefully estimating the time, Feng Wuwu realized that when Beitang Liyin slipped out of the Beili Palace and rushed to the barracks, she had already brought out hundreds of brocade guards from the palace.

Only by arranging everything in advance could Beido Liyin send several waves of assassins to hunt her down on the night of the accident without alarming Beitang Longting.

In this way, Beitang Liyin not only never loved her, but even had a deep prejudice against her from the beginning.

Otherwise, Beitang Liyin would not have gambled on the name that her daughter's family cared about the most, and insisted on breaking the net with her.

It's just that Feng Wuwu can't remember where she offended Beitang Liyin.

In terms of life experience alone, Feng Wuwu and Beitang Liyin are not comparable at all.

Beitang Liyin is the only daughter of the king of Beili, and she is loved by thousands of people.

And Feng Wuwu is just a "son" of the general's mansion, and every achievement is made of blood and sweat.

Beitang Liyin had everything as soon as she was born, but Feng Wuwu even had to hold on to her gender.

"It's strange, there's no need for Beitang Liyin to make a big deal for me!"

Feng Wuwu's head ached faintly, and after thinking about it, he still had no clue.

Qingluan put his hands on his cheeks, squatted beside Feng Wuwu, and whispered, "Childe, if you like to squat, can you put your legs together first?" Otherwise, if someone looks at it, they will know that your crotch is empty. ”

"Whew! Look down on your son-in-law? ”

Feng Wuwu temporarily put aside the headache of Beitang Liyin, took out an eggplant from his sleeve, and stuffed it into his crotch familiarly.

"Look, isn't your son-in-law very powerful?"

“………”

Qingluan hurriedly retracted his gaze and made a big red face, "Childe, you are inevitably too arrogant." ”

Feng Wuwu smiled lightly, and took Qingluan into his arms, "Let's go!" Bring the gongs and drums, so that everyone can take a good look at the magnificent male characteristics of the master. ”

"Not really? Childe is too flamboyant! ”

"You don't understand that." Feng Wuwu said solemnly, "Kyoto is full of talents, and there are countless good doctors. Ye can only be a maverick, specializing in the treatment of the disease of flowers and willows, and use this to open up popularity. Think about it, if the doctor who treats the willow disease can have magnificent and incomparable male characteristics, is he afraid that no one will come to see the doctor? ”

Qingluan nodded ignorantly, anyway, she found out, Feng Wuwu's mouth, everything she said was right.

But the question is, does Feng Wuwu really know how to heal diseases?

Qingluan was deeply skeptical about this, "Childe, can you really cure Hualiu disease?" ”

"Hey, the flower willow disease is an incurable disease, and you can't get it if you are a dead horse as a live horse doctor."

"Huh?"

When Qingluan heard this, he was completely panicked, "I can't do it!" If it can't be cured, it doesn't matter, if someone dies, won't Qingluan have no master? Woo woo woo no! ”

It's not that Feng Wuwu can't cure the disease of Hua Liu, but he doesn't know how to explain it to Qingluan.

In her previous life, she was not only the head of the four mercenaries of the mercenary group, but also worked as an internationally renowned male doctor for two or three years when she was not on a mission, and she was able to treat willow disease.

"Master has decided, officially renamed the 'Worry-free Medical Hall' to the 'Divine Calculation Medical Hall', what do you think?" Feng Wuwu gently wiped away the tears on Qingluan's face, and said with great ambition.

Qingluan thought that he had heard something, and reached out and plucked his ears, "Childe, the divine arithmetic and the medical hall are completely two different professions, and they can't be matched!" ”

Feng Wuwu raised his eyebrows, and said incomprehensibly, "Why can't you catch up?" If the master can't cure the disease, he will help someone calculate a hexagram, and say that his life is not good, won't he get it? ”

"Will this work?"

"The logic is self-consistent, and the main business and side business are promoted at the same time, isn't it good?"

Feng Wuwu's eyes were dark, and he walked to the front of the desk, pulled out the red paper pressed under the bookcase, and wrote two lines of big characters in a blink of an eye.

"There is no wilting in the world?" Qingluan looked at the ghostly scribbled self on the red paper, and asked puzzledly, "Childe, what do you mean?" ”

"Whew! The girl's family is not good to know so much. ”

Feng Wuwu didn't bother to explain, said casually, and then wrote the words "meritorious to greatness" on a piece of red paper.

She blew lightly on the ink on the red paper that had not yet dried, and said with a smile, "Isn't this couplet wonderful?" ”

"Qingluan can't read it."

"That's it, someone can understand it."

Feng Wuwu was in a good mood, thinking that this unparalleled couplet was missing four characters and horizontal criticism, and then wrote the words "Holy Hand Worry-free" on the red paper.

"Qingluan can understand these four words."

Qingluan finally showed a hint of joy on his face, and happily carried the couplet and walked to the door.