Jun Moran was pleased by her sudden move, and smiled from ear to ear.

He rested his hands on her back, and responded eagerly to her.

Perhaps because the poison of the immortals has spread, Feng Wuwu sleeps very deeply, and dreams a lot.

In the dream, she was sitting on a carved soft couch, surrounded by beautiful men.

Beating her shoulders and pinching her legs, singing small songs, and dancing swords, she was alone dyed by Jun Mo tied to the white jade pillar, her face was dark and gloomy, and she refused to obey death.

Outside the dream, Jun Moran took advantage of her sleep and quietly measured her body size.

Although it was too early to talk about marriage at this time, Feng Wuwu's heart was undecided, and he always refused to consider marriage.

However, it takes more than a few months to get to the wedding dress, and it takes more than half a year to get to the wedding dress, and Jun Mo Ran doesn't want his own woman, and he doesn't even have a decent wedding dress.

When he measured the size, the hands were reluctant to let go of the warm fragrance and warm jade in his arms, and he rubbed for more than half an hour before he picked her up.

Today is the first time Feng Wuwu has returned to the morning court after taking office, and he has to go.

In order to let Feng Wuwu leave a good impression on the civil and military officials, Jun Moran put his court clothes on her body.

He awkwardly removed her robe, and suddenly found a half-wilted eggplant wrapped around his waist.

Jun Moran stretched out his slender fingers, and the ghost flicked the eggplant in a daze, and then he reacted, and laughed loudly, "Feng Wuwu, you should explain to this king, what is this?" ”

Feng Wuwu felt a restless hand stirring her eggplant, and drank him slightly irritably, "Damn! Teasing the master early in the morning, is this forcing the master to commit a crime? ”

Jun Mo was stained with black lines on her head, and when he measured the size for her, she only knew how to hum comfortably, how could she move the eggplant that was not part of her body at all, and she felt it?

I have to say that she behaves like a woman at all.

When he hugged the sleeping Feng Wuwu again to the early dynasty, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were no longer as surprised as yesterday.

It's just that they are even more curious about what kind of charm Feng Wuwu has, which can make Jun Moran fall in love, and even bring her to the court?

Jun Mo walked up to the court without squinting, and the courtiers scattered to both sides, bowing their heads and lowering their eyes, showing a respectful look.

His eyes swept lightly over Fu Yeshen and the others, and suddenly, the anger in his heart rose.

In plain life, Fu Yeshen, who is always sleepy-eyed, is proud of his crown today, and his spirit is radiant and handsome.

Even Mo Zichen is not as unkempt as in the past, the front placket buckle is rare and not wrong, his eyes are sharp, but he also looks energetic.

Even Jimo Yinren on the dragon chair seemed to have deliberately made a move, and his face was radiant, changing from the sluggish appearance of not being able to lift his spirits in the past.

What's even more infuriating is that Baili Heze, who was supposed to be recuperating in Tai Hospital, was wearing a set of ethereal white clothes like fairies, with green silk like a waterfall, standing firmly by his side.

In contrast, Jun Moran, who had been tossed by Feng Wuwu all night, but still couldn't eat meat, his face was pale, and he knew that his desires were not satisfied.

Jun Mo was extremely depressed, these people, aren't they here for Feng Wuwu?

On the high position, Jimo Yinren glanced at Feng Wuwu, who had not yet woken up, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Regent, why is General Feng still sleeping?"

Jun Mo was jealous, and said casually, "I tossed her for a night last night, and I slept a little deeper, forgive me." ”

As soon as he said this, there was a sound of inhalation one after another in the huge Jinluan Palace.

Although everyone already knows the relationship between Jun Moran and Feng Wuwu, Jun Moran is so outspoken, it still makes some of the more conservative courtiers blush.

"The wind is going down, the wind is going down!"

"I didn't expect the regent to really have a dragon yang fetish! It's just, how did I hear that General Feng doesn't like men? ”

"What's so strange about that? With the means of the regent, is there anyone in this world who he can't get? ”

………

When Fu Yeshen heard this, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and a trace of loneliness flashed in Danfeng's eyes.

That is, Mo Zichen's expression was gloomy, since Feng Wuwu cured his flower willow hidden disease, his mind was full of Feng Wuwu.

At this time, seeing that Feng Wuwu had become a person dyed by Jun Mo, his heart was slightly sour, which was very unpleasant.

However, Baili Heze's expression was faint, and it was late at night when he pretended to be faint last night to win sympathy.

Therefore, he didn't believe that Jun Mo had time to "toss" her.

Jimo Yinren frowned, and asked Jun Mo Ran in a deep voice, "Regent, Feng Wuwu is a hussar general in the east, how can he be lynched?" If he accidentally angers you, a little lesson is enough, how can you toss him all night? ”

The civil and military officials were full of black lines, and they wanted to explain, but they didn't know where to start.

The chief eunuch standing beside Jimo Yinren pulled Jimo Yinren's sleeve, and wanted to whisper to him, this "toss" is not the other "toss", but Feng Wuwu woke up leisurely, only yawned, and accidentally fell to the ground from Jun Moran's arms.

"Feng Wuwu, there is a big problem in your body, do you need me to declare the imperial doctor for you?" Jimo Yinren looked at Feng Wuwu with special concern.

"Good and dignified, why do you want to give me Imperial Doctor?"

Feng Wuwu realized that he was hugged by Jun Mo Ran and went to the court again, so he got up and stood beside Jun Mo Ran in a proper manner.

"According to the Lord Regent himself, he tossed you for the night last night, and you weren't hurt?"

Jimo Yinren slandered in his heart, Feng Wuwu was really durable, he was beaten all night, and when he woke up, he was like a good person.

When Feng Wuwu heard this, his face sank, and he twisted Jun Mo's thighs fiercely, and whispered, "Are you going too far?!" ”

Jun Moran pursed his lips and was silent, he knew that Feng Wuwu had a good face, but he just didn't want to explain.

After the next court, I will admit my mistake to her.