"Jun Mo Ran, get up quickly. I'm a lot older, and I still kneel, don't you want to break my life? ”

"Between you and this king, there is only a four-year-old difference!"

Age is one of the hard injuries that Jun Moran is reluctant to mention.

You must know that Baili Heze, Fu Yeshen and others are all younger than him.

In addition, Feng Wuwu prefers young and immature men, such as Jimo Yinren.

Therefore, Jun Moran, who has never cared about his age, cares more and more about these details.

Feng Wuwu saw mottled blood spilling from Jun Mo's knees, and he was both angry and distressed.

She said angrily, "Jun Mo Ran, you are clearly a bitter trick!" ”

Jun Moran said, "This king is ridiculously wrong, and he should be punished." ”

Feng Wuwu is not a person who holds grudges, and this matter itself is not Jun Moran's fault.

Right now, she couldn't bear to see Jun Moran abusing herself like this.

was about to stay and help him, but unexpectedly, the door of the side hall was kicked open.

Jun Fu is not very good because of morning sickness, and his temper is becoming more and more eccentric.

She kicked open the door of the side hall, pinched Rong Cui's ear with one hand, and scolded, "Idiot! If you can't do such a trivial thing, what is the use of you in this county? ”

"The county lord spares his life! The slave did go to the imperial dining room and asked all over the dining room, and they all said that they had not made sour plums for many years. ”

Rong Cui's voice trembled and replied tremblingly.

Come to think of it, those who like to eat sour plums are mostly people who are pregnant with Liujia.

After Mo Yinren succeeded to the throne, there was not even a single concubine in the harem.

Over time, there are naturally few such foods as sour plums in the imperial dining room.

Smack-

Jun Fu slapped Rong Cui hard, then straightened his waist and stomach, and swaggered into the side hall.

Her eyes were as sharp as her, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Jun Mo Ran kneeling in front of the couch without moving.

"Brother Wang?"

Jun Fu was extremely surprised, she stared at her wonderfully, took three steps and made two steps, and rushed to Jun Mo Ran.

Jun Moran's face was as dark as ink, and he coldly glared at Jun Fu, who exclaimed in surprise, "Get out." ”

"Brother Wang, there is gold under the man's knees! How can you be willing to fall for the sake of a man? The whole Donglin knows that Feng Wuwu is merry by nature, and he ...... in the morning and evening."

"Shut up."

Jun Moran got up abruptly and said coldly, "Apologize to Feng Wuwu." ”

"Brother Wang, how can you be so partial?"

Jun Fu pointed at the tip of Feng Wuwu's nose, and said indignantly, "What is so good about Feng Wuwu that it deserves your protection?" Did you know he slept with seven men last night? ”

As soon as her voice fell, Feng Wuwu's eyes instantly sharpened.

Few people know about last night's events.

When was Jun Fu's news so well-informed?

Feng Wuwu turned over and stayed there, dragged Jun Fu into his arms, and asked sharply, "Say, does last night's incident have anything to do with you?" ”

Jun Fu had a little hatred in his eyes, and he paused word by word, "If you want people to know, you can't do it unless you do." ”

"Jun Fu, do you think that if you are pregnant with Yun Feibai's flesh and blood, you won't dare to touch you?"

In the blink of an eye, the inch-long silver needle between Feng Wuwu's fingers was already against Jun's throat, "It doesn't matter if you don't tell the truth." As long as you push the silver needle in your hand, your little life, even if it is a Da Luo Immortal, will not be able to save it. ”

Jun Fu looked at Feng Wuwu's crazy energy, and was afraid, and called for help, "Brother Wang, save Fu'er!" ”

Feng Wuwu also looked at Jun Mo Ran steadily, and said non-negotiably, "Don't interfere." ”

"A trivial matter like killing someone should be left to this king."

Jun Mo frowned slightly, he was only worried about the recurrence of Feng Wuwu's abdominal pain.

As for Jun Fu's life or death, he didn't care at all.

Over the years, Jun Fu has long since exhausted his patience.

Jun Mo dyed in his heart, and there was no place for Jun Fu.

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