"If you don't worry about Feng Yi, this king will immediately lead troops to help him."

Jun Moran looked at Feng Wuwu, who looked slightly stunned in his arms, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry. Since Feng Yi is your brother, this king will do his best to protect him. ”

"Can I bring my grandfather?"

Feng Wuwu leaned lightly on his chest and begged him softly.

Jun Moran pinched her slender waist as if it could be broken anytime and anywhere, and said non-negotiably: "No." You are recuperating in the house, and this king does not want you to be hurt by a single star. ”

Sneeze –

Suddenly, a sneeze came from under the couch, and Feng Wuwu picked up the dragon slaying sword on his left hand and slashed at the couch.

"Shameless people, what is the intention of hiding from people's beds?"

Feng Wuwu raised his eyebrows angrily, staring coldly at the man who buried his head in his wide sleeves.

Jun Moran didn't say anything, he quietly glanced at the man at his feet, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

"Look up."

Feng Wuwu squatted down, stretched out his hand, and accurately buckled the jaw of the man under the bed, grabbing his jaw with brute force, "Under the couch, how can you allow others to sleep soundly?" Say, is there any other intention for the regent? ”

Jun Mo Ran: "......"

Feng Wuwu was disturbed by nightmares one after another, and he had nowhere to vent his worries, but he happened to get a punching bag, so he naturally wouldn't let it go easily.

She sat upright on the ground, and was about to persuade the man under the bed to turn back to the shore with a three-inch tongue, and accidentally found that the man under the bed was actually Beitang Longting.

Feng Wuwu's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, glared at Jun Moran coldly, and said in a sullen voice: "What kind of medicine are you selling in the gourd?" ”

Jun Moran slowly argued for himself: "This king is like you, and he didn't notice any movement under his bed. ”

In fact, as soon as he entered the house last night, he sensed the faint aura of the dragon thunder in the North Hall.

Knowing that Beitang Longting was hiding under the couch, Jun Moran had to endure the desires in his heart and sleep in a proper manner.

He knew very well that Beitang Long Ting was purely because he was not worried about Feng Wuwu, so he would hide under the bed and want to monitor his every move.

In order to completely put him at ease, Jun Moran had to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and he didn't notice the movement under the bed.

Feng Wuwu was suspicious, and turned to look at Beitang Longting, who was embarrassed and wanted to run away, "Old man, what are you doing?" ”

"Niuniu, come and help your father. It's too old to be useful, and it's flashed to the waist. ”

Beitang Long Ting was about to crawl out from under the bed, but accidentally flashed to his waist, grinning in pain, and had no image at all.

Seeing this, Feng Wuwu finally couldn't bear it.

She carefully held Beitang Longting's waist and dragged him out of the bed, "Tell me, why do you hide under the bed sneakily?" ”

"Father is worried that this stinky boy is bullying you."

Beitang Long Ting said, he was deeply afraid that Jun Moran, who was too short-tempered, would be unhappy for a while, and he would punch and kick Feng Wuwu.

You must know that Feng Wuwu is not his opponent at all.

Hearing this, Jun Moran was slightly unconvinced.

In all fairness, he had never treated Feng Wuwu harshly.

Even if she was so angry that she jumped to her feet, at most she only dragged her on the couch to "teach a lesson" or two.

Feng Wuwu also felt very speechless.

She muttered quietly, "The regent treats him well. The last thing happened, it was the master's fault first. ”

"Father just feels sorry for you. Don't worry, you won't do it again next time. ”

Beitang Long Ting smiled awkwardly, he thought that when the two of them woke up, he would be able to take the opportunity to leave.

Unexpectedly, a sudden "sneeze" pushed him into a dilemma.

But then again, Jun Moran's performance is really remarkable.

Last night, Feng Wuwu slept very unsteadily, and from time to time he gave Jun Mo, who was sleeping soundly on his side, a kick.

Every time Jun Moran was kicked awake by her, he would gently tuck the corners of the quilt for her and let her pill on his arm, gentle and delicate.

In this regard, Beitang Longting was very pleased.

He was finally willing to believe that Jun Moran only had a bad face, and that he was really impeccable in other aspects.

"Enough of it? Still not leaving? ”

Jun Moran was planning to take advantage of the dawn to have a worry-free stay with the phoenix, but Beitang Longting was very eyeless and blocked in front of him, it was really... An eyesore.

"This king is leaving."

Hearing this, Beitang Longting seemed to be a prisoner who had suddenly received an amnesty order, took a deep breath, held his strength, and rushed out of the house.

However, as soon as he reached the door, he suddenly remembered a very important matter, and suddenly stopped.

After a while, Beitang Longting slowly turned around, and when he looked back, his eyes were already red, "Niuniu, can you go back to Beili with this king in a few days?" In the blink of an eye, it's been almost eighteen years. Su Su should also be relieved to know that you are still alive and sound. ”

"Okay."

When it comes to Ling Susu, Feng Wuwu has more or less regrets in his heart.

How nice it would be if she were still alive.

It's a pity that many things in the world are always not as expected.

Beitang Long Ting wiped away his tears, with a thick nasal voice, and asked Jun Moran in a slow voice, "Well, why don't you accompany Niuniu to Beili for a walk?" ”

"It's fine. However, it will have to be a few days later. Feng Yi is in the Yunqin camp, and he is in danger, and this king must keep an eye on it at all times. ”

Hearing this, Beitang Long Ting said conclusively, "This king received information last night, saying that Yun Qin's interior has become a pot of porridge. Yun Feibai was infected with malaria, and his military power was lost, and he had no real power. Yun Minxing was disappointed in Yun Feibai, and decided to depose him as the crown prince and replace his second son, Yun Nianbai. Once Yun Feibai loses power, looking at Yun Qin up and down, no one will be Feng Yi's opponent. ”

Even if the intelligence of all parties showed that Yun Feibai had lost power, Jun Moran still had some doubts in his heart.

However, Feng Yi finally gained Yun Minxing's trust, and if he hastily sent troops to support, it was very likely that he would be caught by surprise, making Feng Yi fall into a dilemma.

After careful consideration, Jun Moran had to order someone to give Feng Yi a message, so that he would not take it lightly, and left 100,000 troops for him at the border of Yunqin and Donglin for him to send.

After everything was arranged, Jun Mo Ran originally planned to take Feng Wuwu to Beili that day, but as soon as he walked out of Sanssouci Pavilion, the Fu Mansion suddenly came to the door.

Before the little servant could speak, Feng Wuwu had already had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Last night, at the wedding ceremony of Chasing the Wind and Qingluan, Fu Yeshen did not go to the appointment on time.

Feng Wuwu originally thought that Fu Yeshen was still borrowing wine to kill his sorrows in the drunken Liu Xuan, and he didn't think about other aspects.

Now, seeing the anxious look on the face of the little girl in the Fu Mansion, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"What's wrong with Fu Yeshen?" She took three steps and two steps, anxiously grabbed the little girl's arm, and asked in a loud voice.

The little girl shook his head and said, "Childe didn't return all night, and he still hasn't been found. Listening to what Miss Yuqingchen said, Gongzi seemed to be following the man who was stepping on the Xuanxuan Yungen boots yesterday, so he hurriedly got out of the drunken Liu Xuan. ”

"Xuan Yun Gen Boots... Isn't this the official boots of Beili? ”

Feng Wuwu blinked, especially puzzled.

The little girl nodded his head heavily, "The Jade Girl said the same thing. She also said that Childe's expression was solemn, and he must have discovered something important. ”

Hearing this, Feng Wuwu suddenly felt that the situation was not good.

She looked at Jun Moran rather helplessly, and said urgently: "Fu Yeshen shouldn't have been kidnapped, right?" ”

Jun Moran lightly hugged Feng Wuwu's slender waist, and asked the little servant of Fu Mansion in a deep voice, "Didn't Fu Ye Shen go to Nanqiang?" ”

The little guy in Fu Fu said firmly, "Impossible." Gongzi was still angry with the Baili National Teacher, and he didn't reply to him at all, let alone go to Nanqiang without saying a word. ”

"King, yesterday night a fisherman fished out the body of a man from the moat. After all-night comparison, it was identified..."

ruthlessly glanced at the frightened Fu Mansion servant, and whispered, "It's Fu Yeshen." ”

"No, it can't be."

Feng Wuwu was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and he couldn't return to his senses for most of the day.

She grabbed Jun Moran's arm in a daze, and muttered to herself, "This must be a dream, right?" ”

Jun Moran's brows tightened, and he didn't know how to comfort Feng Wuwu for a while.

It stands to reason that Fu Yeshen has no interest in political affairs, is kind and kind, and will never make enemies with others.

Who is it that will sink the extraordinary Fu Ye and sink his corpse to the bottom of the moat?

At the same time, Feng Wuwu's steamy peach blossom eyes were also filled with the murderous aura of Dao Dao devouring bones, "Lead the way." Take the master to see Fu Yeshen. ”

He knew very well that Beitang Long Ting was purely because he was not worried about Feng Wuwu, so he would hide under the bed and want to monitor his every move.

In order to completely put him at ease, Jun Moran had to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and he didn't notice the movement under the bed.

Feng Wuwu was suspicious, and turned to look at Beitang Longting, who was embarrassed and wanted to run away, "Old man, what are you doing?" ”

"Niuniu, come and help your father. It's too old to be useful, and it's flashed to the waist. ”

Beitang Long Ting was about to crawl out from under the bed, but accidentally flashed to his waist, grinning in pain, and had no image at all.

Seeing this, Feng Wuwu finally couldn't bear it.

She carefully held Beitang Longting's waist and dragged him out of the bed, "Tell me, why do you hide under the bed sneakily?" ”

"Father is worried that this stinky boy is bullying you."

Beitang Long Ting said, he was deeply afraid that Jun Moran, who was too short-tempered, would be unhappy for a while, and he would punch and kick Feng Wuwu.

You must know that Feng Wuwu is not his opponent at all.

Hearing this, Jun Moran was slightly unconvinced.

In all fairness, he had never treated Feng Wuwu harshly.

Even if she was so angry that she jumped to her feet, at most she only dragged her on the couch to "teach a lesson" or two.

Feng Wuwu also felt very speechless.

She muttered quietly, "The regent treats him well. The last thing happened, it was the master's fault first. ”

"Father just feels sorry for you. Don't worry, you won't do it again next time. ”

Beitang Long Ting smiled awkwardly, he thought that when the two of them woke up, he would be able to take the opportunity to leave.

Unexpectedly, a sudden "sneeze" pushed him into a dilemma.

But then again, Jun Moran's performance is really remarkable.

Last night, Feng Wuwu slept very unsteadily, and from time to time he gave Jun Mo, who was sleeping soundly on his side, a kick.

Every time Jun Moran was kicked awake by her, he would gently tuck the corners of the quilt for her and let her pill on his arm, gentle and delicate.

In this regard, Beitang Longting was very pleased.

He was finally willing to believe that Jun Moran only had a bad face, and that he was really impeccable in other aspects.

"Enough of it? Still not leaving? ”

Jun Moran was planning to take advantage of the dawn to have a worry-free stay with the phoenix, but Beitang Longting was very eyeless and blocked in front of him, it was really... An eyesore.

"This king is leaving."

Hearing this, Beitang Longting seemed to be a prisoner who had suddenly received an amnesty order, took a deep breath, held his strength, and rushed out of the house.

After a while, Beitang Longting slowly turned around, and when he looked back, his eyes were already red, "Niuniu, can you go back to Beili with this king in a few days?" In the blink of an eye, it's been almost eighteen years. Su Su should also be relieved to know that you are still alive and sound. ”

When it comes to Ling Susu, Feng Wuwu has more or less regrets in his heart.

Beitang Long Ting wiped away his tears, with a thick nasal voice, and asked Jun Moran in a slow voice, "Well, why don't you accompany Niuniu to Beili for a walk?"

Hearing this, Beitang Long Ting said conclusively, "This king received information last night, saying that Yun Qin's interior has become a pot of porridge. Yun Feibai was infected with malaria, and his military power was lost, and he had no real power. Yun Minxing was disappointed in Yun Feibai, and decided to depose him as the crown prince and replace his second son, Yun Nianbai. Once Yun Feibai loses power, looking at Yun Qin up and down, no one will be Feng Yi's opponent. ”