Feng Muqiu is tall, different from the delicate and lovely women in Kyoto, her figure is slender, wearing plain clothes, and she is even more heroic.

Her temperament is not muddy at all, and she has always been very polite to her subordinates, so Xing'er looked at her, but it was a little difficult to distinguish between male and female.

"Slave maid...... The slave maid ...... "I was in a position for a long time, and Xing'er couldn't speak."

Feng Muqiu then suddenly took out a small bottle from her pocket, and by the time Xing'er reacted, she had already played with it in her hand.

"Looks like you're a good idea this time!" She scoffed.

"No, this is, it's not ......" Xing'er's eyes widened, and after she suddenly noticed it, she was in a trance for a while, and then she didn't say a complete sentence.

"You're just doing what Feng Muxue says, I know it, but what if you say that I send this thing and you directly to Daddy?"

Her eyes suddenly rolled, and for a moment she had a murderous aura, and she looked at the apricots trembling for a while.

"Second Miss, please spare your life, slave, slave didn't mean it......" After hearing this, Xing'er quickly knelt down, and then kept kowtowing until she bled out.

"It's okay to spare your life, but you should know how to do it, and give back to the other way, you know?" This apricot is also agile and a smart person, I believe she should know this sentence.

"Miss Xie Er's life, Miss Xie Er's life!" Apricot kept kowtowing.

The next day was the ceremony, after drinking this medicine, she remembered the unbearable laxative past in her previous life, and she couldn't wait to let Feng Muxue taste it immediately.

Seeing that after Xing'er turned to leave, she was just about to go back to the house, but she heard a burst of applause, her eyes narrowed, she turned around, and saw Yan Zhenyu standing behind her, obviously watching a good show for a short time.

"The second prince doesn't go back to the house in the middle of the night, how can he like this rooster and dog thief so much?" This time, Feng Muxue directly ridiculed each other.

Seeing her return to her former normal state, Yan Zhenyu got used to it in his heart.

After leaving just now, that beautiful and elegant smiling face has been lingering in front of his eyes, and for some reason, after that heart was poked, he suddenly felt so strange.

Thinking about the bits and pieces of his youth, he was pushed into the lotus pond by the prince that day, and it was she who bravely went down and pushed him up, who couldn't water, but he almost died in the pond.

That day, looking at her closed eyes, he secretly swore that he would protect her in this life.

But for some reason, I wanted to protect her and get close to her, but every time we met, we had to talk to each other, which made her disgusted with herself.

But the more this is the case, the more he wants to get close to her, just like today, guarding her, but he can't help but tease.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll tell others about this?" Yan Zhenyu squinted, and then said with a smile, but there was no hostility in his eyes.

"Nope! I believe you! Feng Muqiu smiled like a flower, and it was the first time that he showed such an intimate expression to him, which made Yan Zhenyu stunned in place, but in an instant, he returned to his former calm.

Then Feng Muqiu returned to the house, and Yan Zhenyu sighed lightly.

March is full of flowers, the warbler flies and the grass grows, and the Feng family's Miss and the ceremony are also extraordinarily grand.

Today's Feng Muxue is wearing a pale pink long skirt, and the lotus leaf hem sets off her slim and slim, but it is playful and cute.

And Feng Muxue, as always, is dressed in light blue men's clothes, with high hair, heroic eyebrows and eyes, no powder, and if you don't know, you still think that it is a son.

In the whispers of several official ladies, they learned that she was actually the second miss of the Feng family, and for a while, they were even more ashamed.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed, she fought on the battlefield in her previous life, and she was fully guarded, and quietly, the dagger was already in her hand.

can see that the person who came was dressed in a black palace suit, half a bundle of high hair, and was looking at himself provocatively, only to know that he was overreacting, so he put down the thing again and quietly changed a folding fan.

Yan Zhenyu was suspicious when she noticed her series of small actions, but she didn't ask too much, but she just felt that her temperament seemed to have changed greatly this time, which was strange.

"Second Miss is very handsome today!" He looked her up and down, then raised his eyebrows, and said frivolously.

"The second prince is handsome and incomparable, as long as he ascends to the heights, there will be thousands of girls who are jealous and jealous, and there is no need to envy others!" Feng Muqiu also smiled.

For the person in front of him, he no longer has the disgust of his previous life, but has a little more pity.

She remembered his heart-wrenching screams that day, and she felt that she owed him.

"Really? What about you? Are you jealous? But before she could remember for a few moments, he suddenly said something like this, which made her eyes narrow, and she looked up.