At the same time, Ye Qiao, who had just woken up and was still holding the head of the chicken nest, rushed to the banquet non-stop, walked in a hurry, and accidentally bumped into Feng Wuwu.

Ye Qiao covered her forehead and muttered dissatisfiedly, "You hurt me!" ”

Feng Wuwu's body was extremely unwell, and after Ye Qiao's collision, he fell to the ground suddenly.

Her eyes were dark, and she had a hard time getting up.

Seeing this, Ye Qiao felt ashamed, and said repeatedly, "General Feng? Are you okay? ”

As she spoke, Ye Qiao stretched out her hand towards Feng Wuwu with a grin, wanting to help her.

That is, Mo Zichen mistakenly thought that Ye Qiao was deliberately causing trouble, and raised his arm suddenly, he grabbed Ye Qiao's front placket with one hand and pushed her to the ground, "Ye Qiao, this king has never beaten women, but what you did was too much!" ”

"Dengzi!"

Ye Qiao stiffened a carp and got up from the ground with a huff.

She clenched her hands on her chest and looked at Jimo Zichen with righteous indignation, "Jimo Zichen, why did you attack my chest!" ”

Ji Mo Zichen carefully helped Feng Wuwu up, and then pushed Ye Qiao again, "What's the matter?" If you have the ability, you touch it back! ”

"You!"

Ye Qiao was embarrassed and angry, and jumped to her feet in anger.

"Next time, if this king sees you bullying people, this king doesn't mind carrying you back to the house and attacking your chest thousands of times!"

"I'll fight with you!"

Ye Qiao was furious, gritted his teeth, and rushed towards Jimo Zichen.

In the next moment, the two of them fell to the ground with a bang, scuffling, posture... Especially indecent.

The huge movement attracted everyone's attention.

Even Jimo Yinren, who was not smiling, looked curiously at Jimo Zichen and Ye Qiao, who were like two-color spinning tops, rolling happily on the glazed floor tiles.

"Jimo Zichen, you pressed my stomach!"

Ye Qiao screamed in surprise, slapped Jimo Zichen's face several times.

"Ye Qiao! If you dare to touch the king's face, the king will beat you until you cry! ”

Even Mo Zichen also put down the cruel words, he just rolled up his sleeves, and was about to press Ye Qiao to the ground and beat him violently, but he felt that treating women like this was too much.

Unexpectedly, when he was stunned, Ye Qiao had the upper hand again.

She straddled his neck arrogantly, holding his head with one hand, and clenched into a fist with the other, smashing punch after punch towards Jimo Zichen's cheek.

Seeing this, most of the anger in Jun Moran's heart dissipated inexplicably.

It turned out that the other women started the fire, and they were even more fierce than Feng Wuwu.

At this moment, he was a little happy in his heart.

Fortunately, Feng Wuwu only slapped him, and he didn't use all the eighteen "flower fists and embroidered legs" like Ye Qiao did to Jimo Zichen.

At this moment, Feng Wuwu was half-leaning on the wine case, and because of the worsening abdominal cramps, he couldn't lift half of his strength.

She quietly checked her pulse, only to know that the abdominal pain was not caused by an old disease, but by Jun Mo's bowl of avoidance soup, which was too strong and caused the root injury.

She is obviously not pregnant, and Jun Mo Ran has taken such a fierce medicine!

Isn't he afraid of killing her?

Feng Wuwu bit his lower lip tightly, looked back sharply, and glared at Jun Moran fiercely.

Jun Moran was glared at by Feng Wuwu like this, and he was even more confused.

He saw that her eyes were slightly red and her face was slightly pale, and he was also very worried about her body.

After a while, he instructed Chaifeng, who was standing quietly behind him, in a deep voice, "Quickly announce that Gu Nanfeng will enter the palace." ”

"Yes."

Chasing the wind responded respectfully, and was about to leave, when he suddenly remembered an important matter, Tete asked Jun Moran, "Wang, what should the iron hand do?" ”

"Ten catties of water is enough."

Jun Moran responded absentmindedly, and his attention was all on Feng Wuwu.

He finally sensed that she wasn't in the right place.

For a while, I was anxious.

He got up suddenly, and was about to walk towards Feng Wuwu, but Baili Heze was one step ahead of him and walked in front of her.

"Worry-free, unwell?"

Baili Heze held Feng Wuwu's slender waist with one hand, and looked sideways at her who couldn't even lift up the struggle in her arms.

"It's your business."

Feng Wuwu replied impatiently, she was about to push him away, but when she turned to the side slightly, a hot current gushed out of her body.

This made Feng Wuwu dare not make a big move again.

Baili Heze was keenly aware of the smell of blood on her body, and Junxiu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "What's the matter?" ”

He counted the days of her monthly letter, and it stands to reason that it should have passed.

So why is her blood gushing like a spring now?

Baili Heze's eyes flashed in front of him many years ago, and his sister died in front of him, covered in blood.

In an instant, his pupils contracted violently, and the hand on Feng Wuwu's waist tightened more and more.

"Feng Wuwu, if you are because of those six little men, your heart is in trouble. I can tell you that you are innocent with them, and they don't even know that you are a woman. So, you don't have to do that to self-harm. ”

Baili Heze thought that Feng Wuwu had made a self-harm act because he disliked his body, and had no choice but to make concessions.

Feng Wuwu's expression suddenly turned cold, and he paused word by word, "Baili Heze, the person who makes me feel sick the most is you." ”

"This seat gives you all my love. You actually say that this seat is disgusting? Feng Wuwu, if you dare to provoke this seat again, this seat has thousands of ways to clean you up. If you seek death with all your heart, this seat will accompany you to the end. In this life and this world, we will be born together and die together. ”

Baili Heze regards Feng Wuwu as the last ray of sunshine in his life.

In his opinion, he had nothing.

Losing Feng Wuwu, for him, is tantamount to losing the courage to live.

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