Feng Wuwu's narrow peach blossom eyes slanted, and he was about to throw a flattering look at Jun Mo Ran, soft grinding and hard bubbles, stalking, I didn't think Jun Mo Dye agreed so simply, and suddenly he was overjoyed.

She put her hand lightly on Jun Mo Ran's shoulder, and said excitedly, "Regent, don't be impatient, old man. I'll give you a hundred self-portraits. Quasi-Bao is strong, and you are satisfied! ”

Jun Moran's sword eyebrows tightened, and he suddenly regretted agreeing to her such an impertinent request.

He does have a crush on her, and he does covet her body, but it doesn't mean that he really wants to see her vital parts.

In the final analysis, Jun Moran still finds it difficult to accept that his sweetheart is actually a person with the same body structure as him... Man!

His thin lips opened lightly, and he was about to regret it, but Feng Wuwu had already dragged Qingluan out of Fanghua Pavilion in a hurry.

At this moment, Si Ming held the carrier pigeon in his hand, and it happened that Feng Wuwu, who was flying like a flyer, collided with each other, "General Feng, the Shadow Guard intercepted a letter of ...... by mistake"

Before Si Ming's words fell, Feng Wuwu had already run away.

Jun Moran lightly glanced at the carrier pigeon in Si Ming's hand, and said coldly, "Who's?" ”

"A letter from Ling Tianqi, the imperial capital of Beili, to General Feng Xiao." Si Ming replied.

Ling Tianqi?

Jun Mo's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and after thinking for a while, he still couldn't remember who Ling Tianqi was.

He only vaguely remembered that he and Ling Tianqi seemed to have a holiday.

Seeing this, Tie Shou interjected, "Wang, Ling Tianqi is the son-in-law of Ling Songbai, the right minister of Beili, and also the cousin of Beitang Liyin. It is rumored that Ling Tianqi is a close friend of General Feng, and the two often talk about wine and talk about mulberry and hemp. ”

Jun Mo's dyed magic pupils suddenly appeared, and he grabbed the carrier pigeon's neck, "It's stewed." ”

“………”

Si Ming and Chasing the Wind looked at each other, and asked stupidly with an iron hand, "Wang, don't you like to eat birds?" ”

Jun Moran turned a deaf ear, and instead took off the animal skin letterhead on the pigeon's feet, and threw it into the arms of the iron hand, "Read." ”

"Oh."

The iron hand responded sneeringly, and after flattening the animal skin letterhead, he recited with emotion, "Brother Wuwu, how are you doing lately?" Feng Cheng is a thin capital, and Shang Wang is fortunate to smile. Thousands of miles of goose feathers, talk about the heart. May the years be safe and well, and the heavens will stay. ”

After speaking, Tie Shou cut the animal skin with his nails, took out several silver tickets hidden inside, and exclaimed, "Wang, there are still tens of thousands of silver tickets hidden in the letterhead. ”

Jun Moran snorted coldly, "It's burned." ”

"Huh?"

Tie Shou originally wanted to hand over this letter to Feng Wuwu, but unexpectedly, this letter annoyed Jun Mo Ran.

Even if he did not want to burn it, he had to act on his orders, and by candlelight, he burned the animal skin letterhead with tens of thousands of silver tickets.

"Careless little things."

Jun Moran stared at the burned animal skin, his voice cold.

When Tie Shou heard this, he mistakenly thought that Jun Moran called him "an unconscious little thing", the tiger's body was shocked, and he retorted in a low voice, "Wang, your subordinates are very well-behaved!" ”

Jun Moran slapped his palm on the back of Tie Shou's head, and said coldly, "Tie Gu Nanfeng to the Divine Calculation Medical Hall." ”

Tie Shou rubbed the back of his head lightly, cried and mourned, and whispered, "Wang, what if Doctor Gu doesn't go?" He is very good at using poison, and his subordinates are not his opponents. ”

"If he didn't obey, he burned his Nanfeng Villa."

"Yes."

The iron hand did not dare to delay, and hurried out of the regent's palace with his head covered.

Si Ming slandered in his heart, Jun Moran actually asked the hidden world doctor Gu Nanfeng to give Feng Wuran a hand, and immediately understood Feng Wuran's position in Jun Moran's heart.

Thinking of this, Si Ming said cautiously, "Wang, Fu Yeshen has painted a portrait of the murderer of the Red Leaf Temple Slaughter Gate Massacre. ”

"The thief cried out to catch the thief. He painted it, but is it really a murderer? ”

Si Ming shook his head and replied solemnly, "The body is similar. But the portrait painted by Fu Yeshen is more like General Feng Xiao. ”

When Jun Moran heard this, he suddenly got up, "Send someone to guard outside the medical hall, if there is any change, report it quickly." ”

"Yes."

"Wait. The king suddenly felt unwell and sent the king to the Shensuan Medical Center for treatment. ”

Jun Moran was calm and indifferent.

As soon as he said this, Si Ming and Chasing Feng panicked.

"Wang, it seems that General Feng Xiao will only treat suspected 'male' miscellaneous diseases, why don't your subordinates go to the palace to ask Imperial Doctor Su?"

"Wang, you better go to the lodging and recuperate first. General Fengxiao's affairs, we must pay special attention. ”

Jun Mo Ran ignored it and walked out of Fanghua Pavilion.

Chasing the wind saw that he was full of spring, and the spring breeze was proud, like an empowerment, and he dragged Si Ming's shirt again and again, "Don't panic." Wang was just looking for an excuse to see General Feng. ”

"Brother Chasing the Wind has a point."

Si Ming shook his head, like chasing the wind, and was so excited that he burst into tears.

Unexpectedly, Jun Moran, who has always disdained to lie, actually panicked for the sake of Feng Wuwu.

Congratulations!

The future is promising!

In the Divine Calculation Medical Hall, Feng Wuwu, who was painting at the desk, sneezed several times one after another.

"Ge Laozi, it must be Jun Mo who is scolding the dog!"

Feng Wuwu thought about it in pieces, grinding ink with his left hand and painting with his right hand, very busy.

Qingluan smiled, "Childe, you shouldn't like the regent, right?" How can you think of him when you sneeze? ”

"How is that possible?"

Feng Wuwu was stunned and said to himself, "The master and him are not speculative, water and fire are incompatible, and they hate each other." ”

Qingluan shook his head and whispered, "Qingluan thinks that you are a good match for the regent. Besides, you are already husband and wife. Childe, why don't you give him a chance? ”

"Give him a chance to abuse him?"

Feng Wuwu said this, but his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

If she is willing to open up, will he accept the fact that she has belittled him?

Needless to say, I know.

If the East Window incident happened, her fate would be as miserable as the ghost of the dead who turned into a puddle of oil in the lobby of the government office.

Her encounter with him was a mistake.

Instead of thinking about people who will never be available, it is better to do something meaningful, such as collecting money.

Feng Wuwu freed up one hand and scratched his cheeks, wanting to concentrate on painting, but saw dust outside the door of the medical hall.

She was slightly stunned, and asked Qingluan in confusion, "Is there a soil dog fighting at the door?" ”

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly heard the sound of gongs in unison.

After thirteen gongs, the four guards gathered at the four corners of Wang Jiayu's chariot and stood at the entrance of the medical hall.

Feng Wuwu's head was full of black lines, "Ye hasn't finished painting the self-portrait yet, why did Jun Mo Ran come here?" ”

Qingluan pursed her lips and smiled, "I don't see it for a moment, and my thoughts are like crazy." ”

As he spoke, Jun Moran had already stepped down from the jade chariot and stepped into the Shenshu Medical Hall.

He was dressed in a dark brocade robe, covered with a bright silk moon-white cloak, and a red tasseled gold crown.

Feng Wuwu's gaze only stayed on his handsome face for a moment, and then he lowered his head again and worked hard to paint.

Seeing this, Jun Mo was frustrated.

He stepped forward quickly, pressed his broad hand on the bookcase, and looked condescendingly at Feng Wuwu, who was concentrating on painting, "What did you draw?" Speak with this king. ”

Feng Wuwu finished sketching the last stroke on the scroll, and immediately handed him a portrait respectfully, "Regent, please take a look." ”

"Not bad."

Jun Moran glanced at the scroll lightly, thinking that Feng Wuwu couldn't paint, but he didn't think that her painting skills were acceptable, so he copied her own charm to have eight or nine points.

It's just that he doesn't understand why the scroll only has a face painted upside down, and all the necks and necks are covered with dense squares.

"Regent, if you are very satisfied with the face painted by the lord and want to look down, you have to pay 10,000 taels."

Feng Wuwu's eyes are cunning, his smiling eyes are crooked, and he is charming.

When Jun Moran heard this, he threw out a stack of silver tickets from his sleeve, "Go on." ”

"The way you toss the silver ticket is so beautiful."

Feng Wuwu immediately put the silver ticket that Jun Mo Ran threw on the bookcase into his pocket, and immediately took out the second painting.

Jun Moran glanced at it, and said coldly, and his tail voice soared suddenly, "Are you playing this king?" ”

"Look closely, Lord Regent! The second painting has two more arms than the first. ”

Feng Wuwu said confidently, "If you want to continue to look down, I will give you a discount." Another 8,000 taels is sufficient. ”

Jun Mo was stained with black lines, and simply threw down hundreds of silver tickets, directly snatching the remaining picture scrolls in Feng Wuwu's hand.

He thought that he was not so enthusiastic about Feng Wuwu's body, but at this moment, he wanted a few more hands to destroy the dense square grids on the scroll with his own hands.

Feng Wuwu counted the silver tickets quickly, and beckoned to the chief of the medical hall, "The Four Heavenly Kings, they haven't come out to welcome guests yet!" ”

"Come on~"

While speaking, the four long-term workers of the Heavenly King, the Earth Tiger, the Pagoda, and the River Demon separated the two sides of Jun Moran's back, and said respectfully, "Distinguished guest, the Shensuan Medical Center can provide you with a series of sincere services such as shaving, body purification, treatment, and skin moisturizing. Do you need it? ”

Jun Mo Ran twitched the corners of his mouth frantically and said in a deep voice, "Get out." ”

Xu is Jun Mo stained the aura of the king exuded by his body made people feel unattainable, and the chief of the medical hall was silent and quietly retreated to the side.

He sat down slowly, flipping through the scroll gracefully.

In the third picture, below the collarbone, except for the two legs, the rest of the painting is still in a dense square grid.

………

flipped through several picture scrolls in a row, and Jun Moran saw that there was only a square grid on the chest and buttocks on the picture scroll, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

However, when he flipped out the next picture scroll, he almost didn't vomit blood by Feng Wuwu.

The next picture scroll shows a pair of swollen breasts.

And it's the kind of magnificent waves!

Jun Mo was so angry that he threw the scroll in front of Feng Wuwu and asked in a cold voice, "Do you have this thing?" ”

Feng Wuwu muttered quietly, "No." But if you like, I can exercise. After all, I'm still growing up, so maybe I'll be exactly like the one in the painting next year. ”

"Shameless."

Jun Moran said, but his big hand fished back the scroll and looked at it carefully.

Not to mention, Feng Wuwu's face and the body she painted are quite harmonious.

Feng Wuwu saw Jun Moran's eyes rolling when he saw it, and suggested softly, "Regent, if you like it, I can paint a few more." The size is yours. ”

Jun Moran looked away in embarrassment, and immediately flipped out the last picture scroll.

He held his breath and stared at the scroll with his black-gold eyes, as if he was expecting something.

But when he saw what was depicted on the scroll, his face instantly darkened.

He stood up suddenly, and there was a faint hint of anger in his low-alcohol and extremely magnetic voice, "Do you think you are a tribute elephant?" ”

Feng Wuwu said with a smile, "Exaggerated techniques show the magnificent nature of the master." ”

For the first time in his life, Jun Moran had the urge to burst into foul language, and God knows what he had seen after spending millions of silver taels!

Seeing that his face was not good, she held her head in her hands, and subconsciously took a few steps back, "Regent, you have seen it all, even if you are not satisfied, don't be angry with me." ”

Jun Moran looked at her like a frightened bird, and kept retreating, for fear of scaring her, so he slowly sat down again, and said in a deep voice, "Come here, see a doctor for this king." ”

"Gah?"

Feng Wuwu blinked and stared at him fixedly for a while, "Regent, I can't cure my mental illness." ”

As soon as she spoke, she realized that her words were not friendly enough, and she was afraid of angering Jun Mo Ran again, so she reluctantly moved a few steps forward, cleared her throat, and asked him seriously, "Regent, is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

"This king may have been infected by King Chen's hidden illness and is not feeling well."

"Impossible? Although willow disease is contagious, it is not contagious at a glance. Could it be that your old man has had intimate contact with King Chen in the past few days? ”

Jun Mo's face darkened, and he said extremely unhappily, "You only care about healing!" ”

"Got it."

Feng Wuwu glanced at Jun Mo Ran, who was annoyed and angry, with disdain, and immediately covered his wrist with a layer of Jinpa, and checked his pulse through Jinpa.

"Lord Regent, your pulse is unbelievably fast, like you've been running around Kyoto for a few laps." Feng Wuwu's eyebrows tightened, and he said worriedly.

She originally thought that Jun Mo was suffering from multiple personality disorder and was generally healthy.

Unexpectedly, his pulse was so fast!

If it goes on like this, it will be hemiplegic at least and cardiac arrest at worst.

"This king asked you to cure hidden diseases, just take the pulse, and it works?"

Jun Mo Ran's heart suddenly became annoyed, God knows why his heart was beating so fast!

It seems that every time he sees her, his heart rhythm will always be inexplicably abnormal, and it will be out of control.

Feng Wuwu slandered Jun Mo Ran in her heart that it was really difficult to serve, but the door was full of guests, how could she have a reason to turn away guests?

Besides, she didn't dare to turn Jun Mo out of the door.

After taking a deep breath, Feng Wuwu had a soft smile on his face, and said slowly, "The regent thinks that how to see a doctor?" ”

Jun Moran didn't think about this problem, at first he just thought of Feng Wuwu's concentration when he saw Jimo Zichen, and he was a little unhappy.

That's why I wanted to experience it for myself.

But after all, he had never had flower willow disease, and he didn't know what the normal consultation should be, so he thought about it again and again, and slowly spoke, "You don't need to take a look at the affected area first?" ”

"Are you sure you're not playing hooligan?" Feng Wuwu was annoyed and angry.