Regent's Palace, Sanssouci Pavilion

Jun Moran stared blankly at the azure satin tassel on the top of the tent, as if recalling how he had returned to his bedroom.

At this moment, the heat on his body has quietly faded.

Even the dry fire that has accumulated for many days has also dissipated.

"Regent, are you feeling better?"

Feng Wuwu saw Jun Mo Ran waking up slowly, quietly pulled the quilt, covered his sturdy body tightly, and then quietly put his hands behind his back.

"How did the king get back to the house?"

He half-sat up and looked at Feng Wuwu, who was sitting in front of the couch with a wandering look in his eyes.

"Naturally, the master carried it back."

"You... Did you do something else to the king? ”

Jun Mo's throat moved slightly, and his black-gold eyes stared motionlessly at Feng Wuwu's slightly fluttering sandalwood mouth.

Could it be that it was really what he thought?

Thinking of this, a trace of joy sprouted in his heart.

Seeing that Feng Wuwu didn't answer, his sharp eyes slowly fell on her hands that had nowhere to put them.

Why did she hide her hands behind her back for no reason?

Could it be ......

"Heh..."

Jun Moran chuckled, in a good mood.

"Regent, what are you laughing at?"

"Tell me, what did you do to this king?"

Feng Wuwu frowned slightly, thought for a while, and finally slowly stretched out the hand hidden behind him.

Jun Moran glanced at the white powder in her palm and asked a little confused, "What is this?" ”

"The east wind is powerless."

Jun Mo dyed his head with black lines: "......"

He never thought that Feng Wuwu would use Dongfeng on him and was powerless!

"Aren't you afraid of poisoning the king's body?"

Jun Moran snorted coldly, and moved her hand aside in dissatisfaction.

Feng Wuwu flipped his wrist, and with lightning speed, he sprinkled all the medicinal powder on his critical parts, and said with a heartfelt voice: "You should be glad that Ye Shang is still willing to spend time to solve problems for you!" ”

She puffed out her cheeks and repeated the "black heart" that Jimo Zichen did.

At the end, he twisted Jun Mo's leg angrily, "It's all your fault, you know how to attract bees and butterflies." ”

"When did the king deal with them?"

Jun Moran was so pleased that he took Feng Wuwu into his arms, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles.

Although, that is, Mo Zichen's behavior is extremely inadequate.

Feng Wuwu's reaction made him very happy.

I still remember the last time, when the woman who didn't want to die came to the door, Feng Wuwu didn't even want to give him a chance to explain.

This time, she was obviously a lot more sensible.

Not only knows how to declare his sovereignty, but also is willing to listen to her explanation.

"Niuniu has a meritorious escort, what reward do you want?" Jun Mo raised his eyebrows, and looked at Feng Wuwu with a mocking expression.

"Don't call Ye Niuniu, it's not domineering at all."

Feng Wuwu said, she thought for a while, and said, "I only hope you can be safe." As for the reward, let it be. ”

"Little things, why pretend to be reserved? If you want to see it, just say it. ”

Jun Moran looked at the other hand that she had been hiding behind her, and saw through it without saying anything.

Come to think of it, during his coma, Feng Wuwu did not use the east wind to dissipate the poison of him...

"I don't know what's wrong! I'm not here to help you..."

Feng Wuwu was annoyed and embarrassed, tilted his head, and whispered slightly embarrassed.

Jun Moran kissed her feverishly, and did not forget to tell the ruthlessness who was on standby in real time, "Quickly pick a few women and send them to Jimo Zichen." ”

"Yes."

responded ruthlessly, silently tearing tears of sympathy for Jimo Zichen.

In the inner room, Jun Moran had quietly turned Feng Wuwu onto the couch.

He looked deeply at the beautiful woman in front of him, his thin lips twitched, "Don't worry, don't leave this king." ”

Feng Wuwu once told him personally that she had been to a place where the people were open.

The girls there are enthusiastic and unrestrained...

Thinking of this, Jun Mo suddenly felt a trace of panic in his heart.

He was worried that Feng Wuwu, who had never liked restraint, would one day leave him and return to the freer and wider world.

"Naturally, Ye will not leave you." Feng Wuwu said firmly.

"You really never thought of going back to the land you mentioned?"

"It's full of flowers, but there's a little bit of humanity missing. Besides, if I miss you, I will regret it for the rest of my life. ”

Hearing this, Jun Moran was moved.

He hugged Feng Wuwu tightly and said in a deep voice: "I won't miss it, never will." ”

Feng Wuwu was accustomed to his domineering arrogance, and for a while he was a little unaccustomed to his sudden gentleness.

She casually rubbed all the remaining east wind on his palm, and smiled, "There is still some left, don't waste it." ”

Jun Mo was dyed with black lines all over his head, and quietly pulled through the thin jacket and covered his body.

Feng Wuwu naughtily lifted the thin jacket, his eyes widened, and he said expectantly: "Just take a look!" ”

"Not really."

Jun Mo Ran stubbornly blocked Feng Wuwu's sight, and refused to let go of anything.

"Just one glance."

Feng Wuwu was coquettish, squinting at the narrow peach blossom eyes, and glanced at it hurriedly, "Wow~ I didn't expect that the regent was just like that." It's not as good as the grandeur and domineering. ”