Regent, it hurts..."

Fengwu's eyes are like a clear spring, full of autumn waves, and the water vapor is thick.

At first glance, it tastes a little pitiful.

Jun Mo's blackened eyes stared motionlessly at her who was pretending to be obedient, and the aura around her body dropped to freezing point in an instant.

Feng Wuwu saw that his face was dark and angry, and he didn't care about the face that Ping Suli attached great importance to, so he plunged into his arms, slightly clumsy and coquettish.

She shook his hand that was scratched by him with red marks in front of his eyes, and whispered with a pout: "Your old man really doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and it hurts Niuniu to death." ”

Jun Moran was stunned: "......"

Everyone is full of black lines: "......"

Feng Wuwu's slightly rough "Niu Niu" was like thunder on the ground, almost shocking everyone's jaws.

Just looking at her delicate little face the size of a palm, it can indeed be called a country and a city.

It stands to reason that even if she is called a "fairy", she can afford it.

It's just that Feng Wuwu is famous, and the people in the east have long been accustomed to her wanton appearance. At this moment, she suddenly changed her temperament, showing the style of her delicate daughter's family, which made everyone feel disobedient.

Feng Wuwu shrugged his shoulders disapprerovingly, still shy with a face as thick as a copper wall, nestled in Jun Moran's arms and sprinkled coquettishly, "Regent, the fetal pill is so bitter, Niuniu can't drink it." ”

"Don't think that if you are soft, this king will let you go."

"Niu Niu wants a sweet kiss from the regent."

Feng Wuwu's white and tender arms silently climbed up Jun Moran's back and gently wrapped around his neck.

She stood on tiptoe, tilted her head slightly, pouted her thin red sandalwood mouth, and said indistinctly: "Regent, you are too tall for Niuniu to reach." ”

Jun Moran looked at the pretentious but very sultry Feng Wuwu in front of him, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

He held her head down suddenly, and Tete leaned down and kissed her a little roughly.

Everyone looked at the two people who were tightly intertwined in a daze, dumbfounded.

"Didn't you say that the regent wasn't close to women? He seems to be in a hurry..."

"The princess regent is too bold! In public, he openly seduced the regent. ”

"Isn't the Princess Regent reminded? Ping Suli is arrogant like a fake man, how can she be so delicate today that people can't help but want to take her for themselves? ”

"Shhhh Don't want to die? If the Lord Regent hears it, your good days will come to an end. ”

………

Fu Yeshen's eyes were cracked, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

After about half a cup of tea, his slightly out-of-focus eyes were fixed on Feng Wuwu again, and an inexplicable loneliness welled up in his heart.

He pinched his thigh hard, feeling the pain in his body, and only then did he dare to believe that what he saw was not a dream.

Before this, Fu Yeshen never expected that Feng Wuwu would be so coquettish. You must know that in front of him, she has always been a bold and reckless man, not only will she not be coquettish, but she can't even see the slightest femininity.

Thinking like this, Fu Yeshen's eyes were red, his nose was sour, and he was full of sorrow before he frowned and went to his heart.

Yu Qingchen, who was standing quietly in a corner, also stared at the pair of beautiful people who hugged and kissed each other without squinting, and her starry eyes were full of envy.

It's not that she is envious of Feng Wuwu's good luck, and she can be loved by the regent of Donglin, who has the power of the world.

What she envies is the deep love between Jun Mo Ran and Feng Wuwu.

At this moment, Feng Wuwu quietly opened his narrow peach blossom eyes and looked at the silent Yu Qingchen fixedly.

In her translucent eyes, there was a silent provocation.

In all fairness, Yu Qingchen is not annoying.

However, if Yu Qingchen dares to covet her man, she will definitely kill him mercilessly.

Yu Qingchen was born sensitive, she inadvertently touched Feng Wuwu's sharp eyes, her heart was shocked, and she hurriedly withdrew her gaze, and no longer dared to stare directly at Jun Moran.

"Feng, none, worry!"

Jun Moran noticed Feng Wuwu's absent-mindedness, and pinched her slender waist with punishment, "What is this king that is not as good as that woman?" ”

Feng Wuwu saw Jun Mozhi with a look that the sky was about to fall, and his heart, which he thought was as solid as a rock, was so soft that it was a mess.

She chuckled and said, "Lord Regent, your old man's imagination is really rich. Ye is afraid that she has seduce your soul, but you mistakenly think that Ye has a good impression of her. ”

Jun Moran snorted coldly: "Where can she hook the soul of this king?" It's you, who are indiscreet, blatant to give her a wolf light on her ordinary legs. Could it be that this king's legs are not better than hers? ”

"Naturally, your old man's legs are better."

Feng Wuwu danced and measured Jun Mo's legs, and said in a colorful voice, "Regent, your old man's legs are higher than your lord's waistline." In front of you, Ye is like a little man, and his self-confidence has been shattered by you. ”

Everyone looked at Feng Wuwu, who was tall and taller than ordinary women, and was speechless for a while.

What is surprising is that Jun Mo Ran is very fond of this. He gently wiped the medicine stains from the corners of her mouth, and said in a doting voice, "Little man, go back to the house with this king." ”

Feng Wuwu nodded obediently, his white hands lightly holding the still steaming medicine cup, and snorted in small sips, "It's all up to you." ”

Jun Mo Ran saw it through but didn't say it thoroughly.

He knew that the reason why Feng Wuwu was willing to be obedient was purely to cover Fu Yeshen.

If he didn't want to make Feng Wuwu feel embarrassed, he would have grabbed Fu Yeshen's collar and beat him up with joy.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Jun Moran glanced coldly at Fu Yeshen, who dared to be angry but did not dare to speak under the table, and hugged Feng Wuwu's slender waist quite proudly, as if declaring his sovereignty.

"It's great to have a daughter-in-law?"

Fu Yeshen, who was huddled under the table, cursed in a low voice, scolded for a while, and was still angry.

He saw that Jun Moran had already walked away, and was about to get out of the case, but because he had squatted for too long, he was dizzy, and he stumbled under his feet and sat down on the ground.

"Master Fu, are you okay?"

Yuqing smiled lightly, and generously stretched out a hand to Fu Yeshen to help.

"No problem."

Fu Yeshen responded absentmindedly, and the pair of Danfeng eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling fell on the pair of Xuanxuan-colored Yungen boots under the table next to him.

"Strange! These boots, why are they so familiar..."

He stared in contemplation, pondering for a while, but still couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Yu Qingchen saw that Fu Yeshen did not respond for a long time, so she followed Fu Yeshen's eyes, and fixed her gaze on the pair of Xuanxuan-colored cloud root boots not far away.

"Fu Gongzi, those boots are so good-looking?"

"Not really. It just feels familiar. ”

Fu Ye came back to his senses and muttered to himself, "That's it." If you can't think of it, forget it. ”

Yu Qingchen said: "If Fu Gongzi likes it, Qingchen will take the time to make you a pair, how about it?" Just look at the dragon pattern auspicious clouds on the boots, it should be embroidered by the embroidery girl of the noble family of Beili. ”

"Beili?"

Fu Yeshen suddenly became a little interested, "You know quite a lot." ”

"Qingchen is cheap, before being sold to Yunqin by Ya Po, she worked as an embroiderer in the family of the official eunuch of Beili for several months."

"I can't imagine that the jade girl still has such a bumpy past."

Yu Qingchen chuckled lightly and said softly: "It's nothing, it's all over." When people live, they must always look forward. ”

"You're transparent."

Fu Yeshen couldn't help but glance at Yu Qingchen.

Although she is in the land of fireworks, her demeanor is not like that of a vulgar Fengyue woman.

"Qingchen is just a speck of dust in the billowing red dust. If you are trapped in the red dust, how can you be alone? Seeing through does not mean that you can live through it. ”

Yu Qingchen sighed a little melancholy, leaning in front of the gan with a wistful expression, completely ignoring the dignitaries and dignitaries around him.

Fu Yeshen didn't care, he sat back in the seat, and drank the stuffy wine silently.

I don't know how long later, the man with the silver snake mask on the next seat suddenly got up and hurriedly went downstairs.

"Looking at its back, it also feels very familiar."

Fu Yeshen squinted his eyes vigilantly, and in his originally chaotic mind, a flash of inspiration appeared.

Suddenly, a memory that he had forgotten in the corner of the corner flooded back into his mind.

I still remember that when he just returned from Yunqin Tianshan Mountain, in order to avoid Jun Mozhi, he lived with the dead in Yizhuang for a few days.

During that period, he witnessed Jun Fu being sent to Yizhuang, and in the blink of an eye, he was robbed by a mysterious person.

Coincidentally, the mysterious man who saw the dragon without seeing the end was wearing a pair of Xuanxuan-colored Yungen boots on his feet.

Thinking of this, Fu Ye couldn't wait to put down the jasper bottle in his hand, and followed closely behind the man who covered his face with a mask, chasing after him.

(End of chapter)