Chapter Twenty-Seven: Shocked?
Feng Yuan was surprised enough, he didn't expect his cousin's plea to really work, but when he heard Feng Lan ask Chen Yiran to tell the story in person, it seems that Chen Yiran is alive today!
Seeing that Chen Yiran was late and refused to speak, Feng Lan said coldly: "It's easy to die if you want to die!" â
In the end, Chen Yiran said in a trembling voice: "The courtier... The courtiers just want to invite their sister... Do me a favor."
"Help? How can it help? Having said, what can she help now? Feng Lan said politely.
Hearing him say this, I immediately felt unhappy in my heart, there is such a demeaning person! I was still poisoning you, and I felt so guilty, but now, hum... If you do it all over again, my mother will poison you!
"......" Chen Yiran was frightened and did not reply.
"Say! Maybe this king will help you! Feng Lan said righteously.
However, when I heard this, I almost couldn't control my laughter! Feng Yuan marries Feng Lan... I want to laugh at me! Alas~ The picture is too beautiful to compliment!
At this time, Feng Yuan's heart was about to be scared out, if he was angry with this killing god, I am afraid that he would not know how to die, how could he dare to marry?
"This matter still doesn't bother the prince, and the courtiers can handle it themselves"
"If you can do it yourself, why bother the county lord?" This girl must have been bullied a lot, and she has to help her erect the majesty of the county lord! At least this identity can protect her!
"The courtiers deserve to die, and please forgive the prince!"
"That's it, that's it, your business, this king is not interested, but you should know your identity!" Alas~ If it weren't for this girl, why would I be like this? Surely the news of today will get out!
"Thank you for your forgiveness!"
Feng Lan ignored Chen Yiran, turned around and took Feng Qitong's hand, and said with a smile: "Qitong, can I go to the Night King's Mansion to play now?" This scene was seen by Feng Yuan, and his jaw was about to fall in shock. (ęŠČęŠ)ïž What happened to the Night King today? Chen Yiran not only didn't die, but he didn't even pursue it? Cousin intercede? The Night King's words to his cousin were so soft? Isn't it possessed? Or is it ...... Feng Yuan was suddenly taken aback by his thoughts!
It seems to be... It's been a change! From this moment on, Feng Yuan no longer dared to have a heart for Feng Qitong!
"Yes, but I'm going to talk to Ah Nian, or she'll be worried."
"Habitat?" Hearing me say Ah Nian, Feng Lan laughed out loud, after all, Ah Nian is also his cousin.
Nodding his head, he asked for his consent.
Looking at the expectant eyes of the girl in front of him, he smiled and said, "Yes." After saying that, he pulled me out of the private room.
Mugwort? Mugwort? It's too fast, it's not right!
Just when I was wondering, Feng Lan, who was pulling me, suddenly stopped, and I didn't notice it for a while, and I actually hit my head!
"Hiss~ It hurts! Cousin, why did you stop all of a sudden? Rubbing his sore head, he said dissatisfied.
"That's... Cousin... Have you ever seen a teenager this tall? Saying that, Feng Lan gestured with her hand.
"Teenager?" It turned out to be an antidote! It's also an hour coming! Pretend to be stupid.
"That's right! It's a teenager, and it's very good-looking! Seeing that I was not impressed, Feng Lan said anxiously.
"I think I've seen it, after all, he's very beautiful," he said thoughtfully. After all, it's Miss Ben who is pretending, can it be not good-looking?
"Really? Did he give you anything? Feng Lan stared at me and said excitedly.
"Something? It doesn't seem like hey! "Actually, what is the antidote, the poison in his body has already been solved, only a little residual poison, vomit blood once a day, three times is fine, this half of the antidote is just to deceive him to save me!
"None? How could there not be? Cousin, you're thinking about it! At this moment, Feng Lan was so anxious, there was only one hour left, but her cousin hadn't remembered it yet!