Feng Wuwu glanced at the dying Baili Heze, there was no wave on his face, and he even wanted to laugh a little, "You can't live if you do it yourself." ”

However, when she heard that Jun Moran was madly retaliating against Fu Yeshen in order to get angry for her, her depression suddenly disappeared.

Fang Cai, he was really confused by Jun Mo.

He is so arrogant and arrogant, how can he be like Jimo Zichen, a woman has to taste it?

"Have you found Chu Yiyi?" Feng Wuwu closed the door and turned to ask Gu Nanfeng.

Gu Nanfeng shook his head, "Someone must have secretly helped, after she was dragged down the lobby by the messenger, she didn't know where to go." ”

"What did the messenger say?"

He said that his body had been sent to Yizhuang. However, as far as I can see, Chu Yiyi will never die so easily. The reason why she was bleeding profusely was purely because she was injured by a sword and the ovary caused an accidental miscarriage. ”

Feng Wuwu nodded cautiously, "I thought that Chu Yiyi was under the control of Baili Heze. Unexpectedly, Chu Yiyi's origin is much more complicated than expected. ”

"Looking to the east, there is no one else who dares to plant a fine man beside Baili Heze except the regent. It's just that the regent is used to solving problems with violence, so there shouldn't be so many twists and turns in his heart. ”

"Perhaps, Chu Yiyi's master is not from Donglin?"

As soon as she said this, Gu Nanfeng's pupils shrank, and a strange and familiar name popped out of his mouth, "Yun Feibai!" ”

"Yun Feibai?"

Feng Wuwu always felt that this name was very familiar, but she couldn't remember it anywhere she had heard it.

Gu Nanfeng gave her a strange look, "You don't know who Yun Feibai is?" ”

"I don't remember."

"Strange! Yun Qin, the prince of Yun Feibai, don't you know? ”

Gu Nanfeng carefully looked at Feng Wuwu in front of him, who didn't know anything, he slandered Feng Wuwu for marching and fighting all year round, there was no reason not to know this Yun Qin prince who was almost as famous as Jun Mo Ran with a killing nature.

After a while, Feng Wuwu remembered that there was indeed a notorious prince in the Yun Qin Kingdom.

It is rumored that Yun Feibai, the prince of Yun Qin, is bloodthirsty and cruel, and every time he captures a city, he will order the city to be slaughtered and the city gates will be washed with the blood of the people.

Therefore, Feng Wuwu did not have a good impression of Yun Qin, the crown prince.

"Feng Wuwu, you really don't know Yun Feibai?" Gu Nanfeng intercepted Feng Wuwu's way and asked curiously.

"Remember, perverted murderer."

As soon as Feng Wuwu's voice fell, she was about to turn around, but Jun Moran unexpectedly blocked her again.

"Remember, don't provoke Yun Feibai."

When it came to Yun Feibai, Jun Mo's black-gold eyes were quenched with a little anger, and he told Feng Wuwu in a deep voice.

"Got it."

Seeing that Feng's worry-free attitude was acceptable, Jun Moran raised his hand and gently tugged on her arm, and said slowly, "Change the medicine for this king." ”

Feng Wuwu shook his head in particular resistance, "No, let's let Gu Weimeng change your medicine." ”

"Gu Weimeng?"

Jun Moran glanced at Gu Nanfeng coldly, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable.

This kid has just arrived, and Feng Wuwu actually gave him such a domineering name, which made him very unhappy.

Gu Nanfeng waved his hand again and again, "No." Lao Tzu hasn't eaten yet, after taking medicine for him, Lao Tzu will definitely not be able to eat? ”

"Don't worry! Don't look at the regent's handsome face, and his body is just like that, far from being beautiful and delicious. Feng Wuwu said with a grin, at this moment, she completely forgot how she coveted the blood vessels on his abdominal muscles some time ago.

"What Lao Tzu means is that Lao Tzu hasn't eaten yet, and if he sees something that is not clean, he will not be able to eat."

Jun Mo was extremely depressed, this damn Feng Wuwu was talking about his body again!

Don't all men look like this? I really don't know what she dislikes.

"Feng Wuwu!"

"Got it! I'll take your medicine. ”

Seeing that his face was cold, and there seemed to be a large cloud above his head, Feng Wuwu involuntarily shrank his neck, took out the momentum of a strong man, and led him to the inner room.

Bang –

Jun Moran closed the door casually, and with his height advantage, he pressed Feng Wuwu step by step.

Feng Wuwu raised his head, looked at Jun Moran timidly, and stumbled, "Regent, go and lie down, I'll change your dressing." ”

He grabbed Feng Wuwu's jaw with one hand and asked her in a cold voice, "This king is ugly?" ”

"Lord Regent, you look so good!"

"Compared to you, how?"

If it had been before, Jun Mo Dye would never have said such a thing.

But at this moment, he really wanted to see how beautiful Feng Wuwu, who always thought he was ugly, and how good-looking her body was.

Feng Wuwu pondered for a while, and finally gave up comparing beauty with him, and whispered, "As the saying goes, it's too much." Personally, I think I'm pretty good-looking. Hey hey ......"

Jun Moran snorted coldly, and then walked to the front of the couch without hurrying, "Come, change the medicine for this king." ”

Feng Wuwu prepared for a full quarter of an hour before reluctantly walking towards Jun Mo Ran with the tray of medicine.

At that time, Jun Moran closed his eyes tightly, lying on the couch motionless like a statue.

Feng Wuwu covered his heart with one hand and took several deep breaths before he mustered up the courage to cut the redundant fabric from Junmo's wound with scissors.

"Lord Regent, you old man must be careful. The arrow wound on the abdomen should have scabbed, but at this time, the wound will crack again, and so on, and the cycle will definitely leave a scar. ”

"It doesn't matter."

Hearing this, a wave of anger rose in Feng Wuwu's heart, "Can't you old man listen to persuasion?" ”

"Feng Wuwu, did this king tell you?"

"What did you say?"

"This king has not passed through the room, and he is innocent with Jimo Zichen, and he has never touched the maid in the house."

"Oh."

Feng Wuwu pursed his lips and suddenly didn't know how to answer.

She did have some snickering joy in her heart, but if you asked her why she was snickering, she couldn't answer the reason for herself.

Perhaps, she also has a good impression of Jun Mo Ran?

Or two points?

Thinking of this, Feng Wuwu raised his hand coldly, pinching his cheek.

She really didn't want to die, she actually dared to think about the moody Jun Mo Ran!

You must know that his mildness is only an illusion, and violence is his nature.

If you like this kind of person, there is a chance that you will die without a place to bury.

Jun Mo looked at Feng Wuwu, who was pinching his cheeks red, and grabbed her wrist unhappily, "Is this king making it difficult for you to control yourself?" ”

"Not really."

Feng Wuwu denied it, quickly withdrew his hand, and focused on changing his medicine.

She stared at the placket of his blood-stained clothes, and with a bang, she cut open the placket of his blood-stained clothes with two "clicks", and then gently wiped the bloodstained wounds with gauze that had not yet dried up, and was about to sprinkle the powder, only to find that there was a layer of gouache floating on his wounds.

………

For no reason, what kind of gouache to apply?

Could it be that it was because she thought he was ugly that he deliberately put on some powder to cover up his ugliness?

Feng Wuwu's head was full of black lines, twitching the corners of his mouth wildly, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

"Ahem—"

Jun Moran also felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, and he used a dry cough to hide his embarrassment.

After a while, Feng Wuwu came back to his senses.

Her face burned badly, and she had always spit out a mouth, and she couldn't say a whole sentence.

"What's wrong with you?" Jun Mo saw that Feng Wuwu's face was crimson, and asked in confusion.

"Regent, my daughter's rouge gouache is not a good thing, don't use it indiscriminately. Your wound has not healed, so it is not advisable to powder, in case it festers, the gain outweighs the loss. ”

"Shut up."

Jun Moran was annoyed and angry, and drank her coldly.

God knows why he would do such an unbelievable thing!

"Good medicine is bitter, and advice is against the ear. Regent, listen to my advice, if you want the wound to recover quickly, you must not apply gouache again. ”

"Get out."

Jun Moran's face turned red, and he felt more and more that Feng Wuwu was not in charge.

Knock Knock Knock –

Outside the door, there was a knock.

"Regent, I heard from the guards in your house that you are recuperating from your injuries in the Divine Calculation Hospital. I ordered Qiu Xiang to stew a cup of chicken soup for you, can you open the door? Ye Qiao knocked lightly on the door, thinking that she would soon be able to see the handsome Jun Moran, and she was a little excited in her heart.

At that time, Feng Wuwu had just finished taking the medicine for him, his nervous nerves were slightly relaxed, and he was more vigilant because of Ye Qiao's extremely sweet voice.

Her sharp peach blossom eyes swept over Jun Mo Ran, who was sorting out her clothes, and said in an unkind tone, "Let Ye Qiao leave quickly." Don't bring the fat powder to the hospital, I can't get used to it. ”

Bang –

Seeing that no one in the house answered, Ye Qiao simply slammed open the door, "Regent, are you better?" ”

As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Jun Moran sitting on the couch with an expressionless face.

And Feng Wuwu was squatting in front of him with his body bowed, not knowing what he was doing.

"Get out." Jun Mo's black-gold eyes glanced at Ye Qiao, who was smiling all over his face, and he was annoyed.

Fortunately, he moved fast enough, otherwise he would have been looked at by this woman for no reason, and how much should he respond?

"You... What are you doing? ”

Ye Qiao had long noticed that the relationship between Jun Moran and Feng Wuwu was not ordinary, but she didn't expect them to progress so fast and have a skin-to-skin relationship.

Feng Wuwu wanted to explain clearly, but she felt that there was no need to explain these things to Ye Qiao.

Ye Qiao originally wanted to turn around and leave, but after thinking about it, there was no conflict between her and Feng Wuwu.

Men, it's normal to have three wives and four concubines.

With such a high position as Jun Moran, where are there not many confidants?

Besides, she Ye Qiao has a noble status, if she wants to enter the regent palace, she must be the regent princess, and she will be married by the scenery.

And Feng Wuwu, no matter how favored he is, is just a face that can't be raised to the table.

Thinking of this, Ye Qiao straightened her back, and stepped into the inner room generously with the aura of the main room.