Jun Mo Ran was relieved of Feng Wuwu's words, and the anger that was originally left was gone.

However, he did not let this put him alone.

He stroked her head and said slowly, "Stupid, this king is reluctant to do that to you. ”

Feng Wuwu blinked and asked tentatively, "Aren't you angry?" ”

Jun Moran said, "Angry." However, the fault is not you, it is Jimo Yinren. ”

Feng Wuwu was silently embarrassed, "Ink dyeing, Xiao Yinyin is innocent." ”

"Chase the wind, go to the palace in the east quickly, and let Jimo Yinren send his recent homework, and this king will see it in person."

"Mo Ran, you are a personal vendetta."

"Comments?"

Jun Mo raised his eyebrows, and looked at Feng Wuwu with wet eyes.

Feng Wuwu swallowed his saliva crampedly, understood the threat between the lines in Jun Mo Ran's words, and no longer dared to speak for Jimo Yinren.

As soon as Chasing Feng stepped into the Ink Dyeing Pavilion, he was shocked by Jun Modye's sudden cold aura.

He quietly glanced at Feng Wuwu, who was trembling and shrunk in Jun Moran's arms, and immediately realized that it must be this little ancestor who caused trouble again.

Jun Moran keenly caught the gaze of Chasing the Wind, and said unhappily, "Something?" ”

Chasing Feng was so frightened that he quickly retracted his gaze, "If you return to the king, the maid who broke into the study early yesterday morning and wanted to do something wrong to you has died violently. The fatal wound on his neck should have been caused by a hairpin or other sharp weapon. ”

Jun Moran caressed Feng Wuwu's abdomen, and said solemnly, "Such a bloody matter, don't mention it in front of the princess in the future, it scares the precious daughter of this king, this king is the only one who asks." ”

Feng Wuwu smiled, "How can you be so intimidating?" ”

"The princess is pregnant?!"

Chasing the wind's eyes were round, staring at Feng Wuwu's stomach in a daze.

Last night, Si Ming told him that Feng Wuwu was pregnant, and he still didn't believe it.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be true!

Chasing the wind couldn't control his emotions for a while, and cried with joy, "Wang, please allow your subordinates to take a day off!" ”

"Huh?"

Jun Moran gave him a strange look, you know, since the beginning of chasing the wind by his side, he has never taken a leave at all.

Chasing Feng rubbed his hands, his eyes were already full of tears, he specially lowered his voice, for fear of disturbing the fetus in Feng Wuwu's womb, "Not long ago, my subordinates went to the temple in order to ask for the heir of the king, and they planned to leave immediately to repay their vows. ”

"Poof—"

Feng Wuwu sneered, "When did you go, why don't you know?" ”

Chasing the wind sneered, "Not only that, but my subordinates will copy a few pages of Buddhist scriptures for the princess every day before going to bed." ”

Jun Mo was stained with black lines all over his head, and he really didn't understand why Chasing the Wind was so excited.

The child's father is not chasing the wind!

After a moment of silence, Jun Mo dyed his thin lips and lightly opened, "Go and repay your wishes." ”

Chasing the wind nodded happily, and only remembered when he turned around.

He slapped his head, and then said solemnly, "Those who spread rumors in the capital with the intention of slandering the princess have all been killed, and for the time being, I can't see who did it." The few remaining forces have been ordered to have their tongues cut out. ”

"Well done."

Jun Mo Dye was quite satisfied.

Feng Wuwu suddenly realized, "It turns out that it is not the people of the capital who are ungrateful. It's someone who deliberately biases public opinion! ”

"Exactly. Most of the people are good people, but what they see is only the tip of the iceberg, and it is extremely easy to be led astray by public opinion. Chasing the wind said.

"From this point of view, the person who deliberately leads public opinion should be the person behind the scenes who instigated the maids to infiltrate the regent's palace."

Feng Wuwu pondered with his eyes, but after thinking about it for most of the day, he still couldn't lock down the initiator.

"Have you found any traces of Yun Feibai?" Jun Mo asked in a deep voice.

"The military department has blocked the gate of the city of Sifang according to your instructions, and it stands to reason that Yun Feibai will not be able to escape. But Yun Feibai seems to have evaporated from the world, and there is no news. In addition, the lord of Junfu County was expelled from the post house because of Yun Feibai's loss of power, and is now living on the streets. ”

Since learning that the troubles of the Jun family nine years ago were all caused by Jun Fu, Feng Wuwu no longer has a trace of compassion for her.

Although, nine years ago, Jun Fu was only eight years old.

But if it weren't for her stupidity, Jun Mo Ran would not have suffered so many sins for no reason!

"What's going on with King Jin?" Feng Wuwu asked casually.

"King Jin secretly let Yun Qin's million-strong army into Kyoto, and now he has been arrested and is being imprisoned in the prison of Dali Temple. It is reported that after learning that King Jin was caught, Beitang Liyin escaped overnight. ”

"Oh? Do you know where the North Hall Glass is located? ”

At the mention of Beitang Liyin, Feng Wuwu suddenly became a little interested.

She hadn't forgotten that Hokudo Rinin wanted to kill her several times.

Chasing Wind replied, "Beitang Liyin once went to the residence of King Beili, and begged him to take him in with tears in her eyes. However, King Beili ignored her. ”

Feng Wuwu asked nonchalantly, "What has King Beili been doing lately?" ”

I haven't seen her for two days, and she always has some gains and losses in her heart.

However, she was reluctant to go to him in person.

After all, she has never been the kind of person who loves to be coquettish and always talks about her children's affection.

"The Confucian banquet of the Five Kingdoms is about to end, and the king of Beili returned to Beili first because the death of Beili was approaching, and personally ran the sacrificial ceremony."

"Got it."

Feng Wuwu responded lightly, and the heart that was originally stagnant suddenly rippled.

Although, she had never seen Ling Susu.

But from Beitang Long Ting's words, she could also imagine Ling Susu's gentleness and loveliness.

If she had the chance, she would definitely go back to Beili again, and say a few thoughtful words to her in front of her tomb when there was no one around.

(End of chapter)