"Phew—"

A carriage with a gold luan bell approached and stopped impartially in front of Jun Moran.

After a while, a sturdy arm of Kong Wu poked out of the tent.

Feng Wuwu looked back and looked faintly at the Jimo Kite sitting beside Ao Che in the curtain.

Jimo Zhikite smiled lightly, and his timbre was like heavenly rain and mist, "Regent, Princess Regent, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Unexpectedly, Jun Moran and Feng Wuwu did not respond.

Ao Che coughed lightly, skillfully resolving Jimo Zhiji's embarrassment at this moment.

Half a month later, Ao and the princess will hold a wedding ceremony in Beili Kyoto. At that time, I hope that the two of you will come to watch the ceremony. Ao Che unhurriedly took out a gold-plated invitation from his sleeve and presented it to Jun Mo Ran with both hands.

"Congratulations."

Jun Moran was too lazy to make a fuss with the two of them, turned around and hugged Feng Wuwu and entered the regent palace.

In the carriage, Jimo Zhiyuan looked at Jun Mozhi's back in a daze, and his apricot eyes were full of tears.

Ao Che put down the curtain and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes for Jimo Zhiyuan, "Is there any discomfort in your body?" ”

Jimo Zhikite shook his head and said softly, "Everything is fine." It's just that I can see through people's hearts and can't control my emotions for a while. ”

"How?"

Jimo Zhikite leaned lightly on Ao Che's chest, sobbing and choking, "After the queen mother died, the courtiers in the east took me as a joke. Even the regent is not exempt from vulgarity. You see, he even said a blessing so reluctantly. ”

"Rest assured, princess. Even if Ao is crushed, he will make you the most noble woman in the world. Ao Che said with an oath.

Jimo Zhikite said firmly, "Hmm." I believe that one day, you will be able to make your wishes come true and reign in the world! ”

Ao Che held Jimo Zhiji's hand tightly, but there was a trace of confusion in his heart.

Before meeting Jimo Zhikite, he had never thought of such a rebellious thing as plotting to usurp the throne.

Now, he must do his best for her to chase the fame and fortune that he once regarded as a cloud of smoke.

—

Regent's Palace, Melting Moon Cold Spring

Jun Mo Ran faded his bloody black robe, and was about to step into the spring, when he suddenly noticed the fiery gaze behind the shadow of the tree.

On his cold face, a doting smile instantly appeared.

If she likes to look at it, she can look at it generously.

Why sneak around?

After realizing that Feng Wuwu was hiding in the forest by the spring, Jun Mo was in a good mood.

Feng Wuwu was full of food and drink, and originally wanted to find a secluded place to rest for a while, but he accidentally bumped into a beautiful man bathing.

"In broad daylight, he openly bathed in a spring..."

"It's immoral."

She hurriedly turned her back and covered her eyes tightly with her hands.

After a moment, she turned around again, looking at Jun Moran with relish, who was very different from the past.

She slandered in her heart, he looks so good-looking, he doesn't look at it, he doesn't look at it in vain.

Jun Mo Ran sat cross-legged in the cold spring of the melting moon, his eyes lowered, and his bony hands danced with the strings like flowing water.

From a distance, he is just like the Shenying attendant in the Nine Heavens, handsome and beautiful.

It's just that Feng Wuwu really doesn't understand, why do you have to bring the pear blossom guqin when you bathe?

Could it be that you are planning to use the strings to rub the bath?

Feng Wuwu shook his head helplessly, always feeling that Jun Moran's brain was not very useful.

While bathing and stroking the piano, it looks weird and funny.

Jun Moran didn't know what Feng Wuwu was thinking, in order to get her attention, he did everything he could, and he subconsciously imitated Liu Xi's demeanor, biting his lower lip lightly, and stroking the strings in fascination.

After a while, the string sound gradually got better, like an ethereal fairy sound, and the Jun ink in the mist was lined with more and more handsome and refined.

Feng Wuwu breathed tightly, and even praised: "What a face!" ”

Jun Mo has excellent ear dyeing power, and when he heard Feng Wuwu's heartfelt praise, he hooked the corners of his lips obliquely, and he was proud in his heart.

Wow –

In order to let Feng Wuwu see more clearly, he stood up and generously showed off his strong body.

"Wow~"

Feng Wuwu's eyes widened, and she casually broke off a branch for cover, and she couldn't help but get closer and closer while marveling at Jun Moran's figure that seemed to be carved by the Creator's ghostly axe.

By the time she came back to her senses, she had already reached the cold spring of the melting moon.

"Be careful."

Jun Mo smiled, he looked at the soulless Feng Wuwu, flashed to her, and gently supported her slender waist like a willow.

"Regent, your old man continues, you just happened to pass by."

Feng Wuwu subconsciously spread the dead branches in his hand, pretending to cover his eyes, but his inky black pupils looked him up and down unscrupulously through his wide fingers.

"Do you want to be together?"

"Good..."

Feng Wuwu subconsciously responded, and after she reacted to what Jun Moran said, her cheeks turned red.

"No, I don't. Ye said, just passing by. ”

She retorted sharply, and instead dodged into the shadows of the trees.

Jun Moran looked at her back as she fled, and the smile at the corner of her lips became more and more profound.

It seems that she has become emotional.

Now that she is emotional, it must not be long before she will be tempted by him.

Thinking like this, Jun Moran suddenly felt refreshed.

He hooked up the moon-white mid-robe scattered by the spring with one finger, put it on his body casually, and even began to dance the sword in the water again with ingenuity.

Looking back, his long sleeves swayed, the green silk was flamboyant, and the dragon sword in his hand was like a snake running, dancing wantonly between the vast world and the mountains.

His sword momentum is as coherent and free as flowing water, and when he retreats, the stagnant water is slightly drunk by the breeze, and when he enters, the angry waves pour into the sky and roll up the frost and snow.

Bang Bang Bang –

Feng Wuwu was thrilled and applauded.

On the other side of the Melting Moon Cold Spring, Tie Shou and Si Ming also looked intently at Jun Mo Ran, who had all eighteen martial arts in battle.

After the sword dance, both of them got goosebumps.

"Si Ming, when did the king work so hard? Before the clothes were put on, he began to practice swordsmanship. Beauty is beautiful, but it's too straightforward, and I can see my blood flowing. ”

"Xiang Zhuang dances the sword, which is intended for Pei Gong."

Si Ming put his hands around his chest and snorted towards the direction where Feng Wuwu was, "Once the princess woke up, she actually forgot the king completely, and the king was naturally unwilling." This time, he is trying his best to tempt a beautiful man. ”

"Having said that, the king's appearance is too much... Saddened. ”

Iron Hand was blunt, and motioned for Si Ming to look at the goosebumps on his arm.

"Tie Hanhan, don't die!"

Si Ming hurriedly covered Tie Shou's mouth, and suddenly felt very tired.

If Jun Moran hears this, he is afraid that he will finish playing.

In fact, Jun Moran had already taken everything the two of them had said.

He thought he was a wonderful show, but he was told by the iron hand that it was useless...

At this moment, his heart was on the verge of collapse.

What made him even more devastated was that the Beitang Dragon Thunder was actually walking in the direction of the Melting Moon Cold Spring at this juncture.

Beitang Longting held a sword in one hand and casually handed the peeled fruit to Feng Wuwu.

"Old man, don't stand in the way of your vision."

Feng Wuwu took the fruit and hurriedly pushed him aside.

Beitang Longting was not annoyed, and then crouched beside Feng Wuwu, and asked softly, "Niuniu, what are you doing?" ”

Feng Wuwu made a silent gesture, pretending to be mysterious: "Shhh Beautiful men out of the bath, good-looking tight. ”

Beitang Long Ting turned around suspiciously, and happened to see Jun Mo Ran hurriedly wearing clothes, and the scenery inside was unobstructed.

"Ahem—"

He never thought that Feng Wuwu would have such a habit.

Beitang Long Ting was extremely embarrassed, and deeply forgot that he glanced at Jun Moran, who was very different from the past, and scolded in his heart: "Dengzi! Unexpectedly, it was such a despicable means to hook Niuniu's heart. ”

Jun Mo Ran saw Beitang Long Ting's disdainful eyes from a distance, his face was dark and calm, and he swept past Beitang Long Ting's side as if no one was around, carrying Feng Wuwu's back collar with one hand, and walked straight towards the Ink Dye Pavilion.

Beitang Longting said unconvinced: "If you blink like this, you know how to seduce people, who can stop it?" ”

Jun Moran snorted coldly, he had a calm face, and said proudly: "No matter what, this king is the most important person in Wuwu's heart. ”

"What's so proud? If it's really that important, Niu Niu will forget about you completely. ”

Beitang Longting was jealous, and choked Jun Mo in a loud voice.

Jun Mo Ran was not far behind, he took Feng Wuwu into his arms, as if he was swearing his sovereignty, "Wu Wu, accompany this king back to the house to rest." ”

Before Feng Wuwu could answer, he picked her up horizontally, and in front of Beitang Longting, he abducted her into the Ink Dyeing Pavilion.

"This..."

Beitang Longting was so angry by Jun Mo that he had angina, but he was helpless.

When the girl is older, she always has to get married.

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