When Jun Mo heard the words, he couldn't hold his breath anymore.

He suddenly got up and strode out of the Ink Dyeing Pavilion.

"Is Feng Wuwu injured?"

"I don't know."

"Hurry up and enter the palace, Imperial Doctor Xuansu."

"Yes."

Chasing the wind and bowing his head again and again, he responded respectfully.

In fact, Chasing Feng had long known that Feng Wuwu had already taken the little maid beside her to fight her way out of the encirclement. He lied rarely, purely hoping that Jun Mo Ran would understand his mind earlier.

Thinking that Feng Wuwu was most likely beaten and covered in injuries, a murderous aura appeared in Jun Moran's blade-like indifferent eyes.

He never thought that Changle Fang, which was under his name, almost forced Feng Wuwu to a dead end.

If the people in Changle Fang dared to hurt her hair, he wouldn't mind killing more than 100 people in Changle Fang with his own hands.

Jun Mo dyed his dark robe and spread it in dust, he walked out of the regent palace quickly, and prudently told the priest with a blank face, "Go and get a million silver tickets, and keep up quickly." ”

"Yes."

While responding to the order, Si also sweated for Changle Fang. It's not good to offend anyone, but you want to offend Jun Moran's favorite little ancestor.

When Jun Moran found Feng Wuwu, the frenzy in his heart was once again poured a basin of cold water on the head of reality.

In the corner of the lane, Feng Wuwu's eyes were soft, and his voice was like the soft wind in April, slowly comforting Qingluan, who was crying, "Don't cry, after a while, the master will take Yurongsheng skin cream, and maybe I can exchange it for some money." ”

Qingluan cried sadly, and fell close to Feng Wuwu's arms, "Childe, why are we so poor?" ”

"I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone."

"Childe, Qingluan hates Beitang Liyin so much. If it weren't for that bad woman, you would still be a powerful general, where would you need to suffer from these bags! ”

Feng Wuwu's voice was faint, and he said disapprerovitically, "Cause and effect will be rewarded." Let's go, the master will take you to eat and drink spicy! ”

As soon as she got up, she happened to catch a glimpse of Jun Moran standing at the mouth of the alley with an obscure expression.

Reason told her not to raise a bar with him.

But when she thought that Jun Moran, a bastard, almost forced her in the hall of the mansion, she felt ten thousand uncomfortable.

"The ghost is not gone." Feng Wuwu whispered.

Jun Moran ignored what she said, walked towards her, and unexpectedly took her into his arms.

“………”

Feng Wuwu was a little stunned, and was speechless for a long time in shock.

Qingluan was also very confused, standing on the side and looking at Jun Moran and Feng Wuwu who were hugging each other in a daze, only to feel that they were very compatible.

"Feng Wuwu, go back to the house with this king."

"Don't."

"Why?"

"Want to hear the truth?" Feng Wuwu raised his eyes, beautiful peach blossom eyes, bright as stars.

Jun Moran knew very well that Feng Wuwu's mouth couldn't say anything beautiful, but he just wanted to hear her.

It is more reasonable to say that he has not seen her for half a day, and he misses her very much.

After a moment of silence, Jun Mo's voice suddenly sounded, "You say." ”

"You bad old man! Are you planning to trick me into the house and force me to be your confiner? ”

Bad old man?!

Jun Moran was frustrated, he really wanted to teach a good lesson to the little thing that was talking wildly in front of him.

But he couldn't help but attack her.

She did look small, shattering at the touch of a touch.

"This king promises you, as long as you return to the house with this king, you will never go beyond the thunder pool by half a step."

"You said that last time! The result? Feng Wuwu pushed Jun Mo Ran away, and the anger in his heart was still gone.

Her temper comes and goes quickly, and she has never been sulking like she is today.

"Feng Wuwu, can't you feel the king's heart?"