It's just that Feng Huanling knew Long Jingming's fake feelings and false meaning in his heart, but he couldn't explain it after all, so he had to listen patiently to him and attribute all the reasons for the murder of Long Yucang to the innocent Yan Wushuang.

"I thought that you had a deep affection for Uncle Huang, otherwise how could you not even tolerate a side concubine who could help him be stable? But now it seems that it's just that, even if you know that the most important thing in his heart is another woman, I don't see how difficult you can accept it. ”

Long Jingming never sat down, but stood in the center of the tent, condescendingly staring at the little woman kneeling at her feet, her eyes dark as the endless night without the slightest trace of stars and moons.

He really thought that the woman in front of him seemed to be weak, but in fact, in his heart he was as proud as a certain proud woman of the sky, and he attached great importance to the love of his children, and he would never allow the man he promised with all his heart to have two other hearts, so he did not hesitate to risk exposing Yushu and revealed the matter of Long Yucang's private collection of Yan Wushuang's portrait to Feng Huanling.

But the result?

This young couple only had a small fight, and they didn't make trouble at home as he expected, and even now that these two people seem to have a deeper relationship than before, how can he not be annoyed?

Feng Huanling sneered and said: "The saint is too worried, the courtiers know that they are from humble backgrounds, and now they have lost the support of their mother's family, and they dare not be proud of the favor of the prince." Not to mention that the matter between the prince and the former queen is nothing, even if the real prince has another favorite person, where can the courtiers dare to bully and not allow people to enter the door? It is true that the prince has very high requirements for himself, and since he had promised to marry only one wife in this life, he never thought of breaking his oath. ”

You must know that not all men in this world are as untrustworthy as you Long Jingming!

Once upon a time, this man who is now sitting in the sixth palace also swore to the young Yan Wushuang that he had a "lifetime and a couple", and coaxed such a smart and proud woman to believe it, but he ended up with a bad death.

She couldn't really say for sure how long Long Yucang's oath would last, but at least at this moment, she could still be so convincing, and she could still believe in his single-mindedness towards her.

"If you are such a calm and intelligent woman, it is rare." Long Jingming pondered for a long time, and even spit out such a sigh first, "Uncle Huang's vision is really always out of the way, who would have thought that the once inconspicuous dumb girl is now so clever and cunning?" ”

He prides himself on seeing people very thoroughly, but he always feels that he can't see through this little woman, where the inextricable resentments and even hatreds she has when she faces him come from, how she dares to speak so boldly in front of him, and can't see through what kind of powerful soul is hidden in this seemingly weak skin!

It should be because there are so many things that he can't see through, so he will always be reluctant to kill her Long Jingming's original gloomy expression suddenly became a little clearer, and after allowing her to level down, he moved to the small couch and sat down, and chuckled meaningfully: "Last time, you won a gold medal for him to avoid death, this time, what else do you want to bet?" ”

Knowing that he was sure that he would "stay" Long Yucang in the mountain, although Feng Huanling was secretly frightened, he stood up slowly and quietly on his face, looked at him without fear and said, "Didn't the saint still praise my lord for his good skills?" How did he think that those few beasts could trap him? ”

"You're so smart, don't you understand the truth that wisdom is bound to hurt?" Long Jingming only finished half of his words, and then beckoned, "Come here, serve me to remove my armor and change clothes." ”

Whether it was removing Long Jingming's armor or changing clothes, Yan Wushuang had done it countless times in his previous life, but when he suddenly summoned her in such a familiar tone, it made her stiff.

Seeing Feng Huanling frozen there, Long Jingming naturally couldn't know what kind of complicated feelings she had in her heart, but it was just a little awkwardness in the woman's house, so she said, "What are you afraid of?" If I really want to use force on you, why do I have to wait until now? ”

Remembering that he wanted to inquire more about Long Yucang's condition from his mouth, Feng Huanling had no choice but to clench his teeth and step forward, taking off the golden armor for him one by one with disgust, and then lowered his eyebrows and took the bright yellow middle coat and robe on the hanger to change for him.

Long Jingming, who just wanted to tease her to see her embarrassed, was accidentally touched by her strange and skillful movements, and a hidden string that had not been sounded for a long time was unexpectedly touched by her strange and skillful movements, and this petite and humble person overlapped with another figure who was always confident and proud.

And the most strange thing is that it is not the first time that he has linked these two people who are completely different from each other in appearance and temperament.

Feng Huanling didn't seem to feel the increasingly burning gaze, changed his clothes for him and retreated back to his original position, bowed his head to his chest, and asked without raising his eyes: "I don't know what else the Holy Lord commands?" ”

Since "Huiji will be hurt" has been said, she might as well retreat as advance, and maybe she will hook him to say more.

Now it can be determined that Long Jingming and Leng Xiangyuan conspired to make Long Yucang die under the minions of the unknown fierce beast in the mountains and forests through this hunt, as for the beasts that rushed to the mountain at the right time, they should only be startled by the fierce beast, plus someone deliberately guided them to attack them, so that everyone knew that it was these beasts that suddenly went crazy, and it was not who intended to kill the King of Cheyue.

Such a vicious secret trick would not surprise her if it was used by Long Jingming.

And Long Jingming looked at this suitable person who was still screaming like a little beast, but in the blink of an eye, Feng Huanling, who was extremely obedient, couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, until he heard her urging and suddenly said: "Long Yucang is too confident and arrogant, so he will end up being coveted by the demon cultivator and trapped by the demonic beast, even if I want to spare his life this time, I can't, you don't have to give any hope." ”

Demon cultivators? Warcraft?

"Qinglong Mountain is where the Emperor's Mausoleum is located, how can any demonic cultivator dare to touch it easily?" It didn't take long for Feng Huanling to restrain himself from revealing his edge, "The saint is so indulgent that monsters are rampant, aren't you afraid that you will end up burning yourself and endanger yourself?" ”

Who is it that wants to be "wise and hurt"?

If you dare to take the risk of being in the company of the Devil's Dao, sooner or later you will have to taste the bitter fruit of being smart and being mistaken by your cleverness!

Long Jingming raised her eyebrows and said, "Is the princess starting to know how to worry about me?" Well, I'm very relieved. ”

Feng Huanling: "......"

Just when the imperial tent fell into a strange silence, Miao Shangshan, who had always been guarding the door, reported the news from Nangong Anye, saying that King Cheyue and the county lord of Pingxi were both forced into the back mountain, and the imperial forest army had the heart to save them, but they couldn't get into the bodies of those strange-shaped beasts at all.

This so-called strange-shaped fierce beast is naturally a magical beast that ordinary people have never seen at all, Long Jingming only ordered the Royal Forest Army to do their best to rescue, but in his heart, he obviously decided that Long Yucang was more than lucky this time.

"It's just a pity that the county lord of Pingxi, I can't imagine that this girl is so bold that she wants to live and die with King Cheyue, it's really singable and crying." Long Jingming smiled faintly, and the mockery was overflowing, "I just don't know what the princess thinks after hearing it?" ”

Feng Huanling didn't expect that Long Yucang would be followed by Yang Yuluan when he was in danger, and he couldn't help but be a little worried about it, but he didn't hear someone's provocative words, and just lowered his head and thought about his own thoughts. Cangyun should have heard what she said, but I don't know if he has a way to help Long Yucang, no matter how bad it is, he can be treated in time afterwards, right?

She believed that Long Yucang's enemies could beat those magical beasts, but it was impossible to come back unscathed, so Cangyun here would at least let her know that she would be able to treat her injuries in time in the later stage, but she forgot for a while that the "ghost fire" that she put on her head was also a master.

Long Jingming thought that she was concerned about the matter of the county lord of Pingxi, and couldn't help but continue to laugh lightly: "The left and right are just a pair of dead corpses in the end, is it possible that the princess still expects to die in the same cave at the same time as King Cheyue?" ”

Do not seek to live together, but to die together.

A cold and resolute female voice suddenly sounded in his head, Long Jingming was unexpectedly stabbed by his own joke, and it happened that Feng Huanling also raised his eyes to look at him at this time, and there was undisguised ridicule in his eyes, as if he knew what he was annoyed about at the moment.

Indeed, Feng Huanling, who also thought of the stupid oath he made in his previous life, straightened his back and said proudly: "The prince has never made any ridiculous vows with his courtiers not to live together but to die together, and he is not willing to let his courtiers die anyway, and he will never die in the same cave with other women." ”

never thought that she would believe in Long Yucang so much now, which made Long Jingming couldn't help but look surprised, and he didn't have time to think about whether the sudden "accident" of the Pingxi County Lord would affect his entire layout, after all, it was just a little woman.

"Didn't the Shicai Holy Lord ask the courtiers what they were going to bet on this time?" Feng Huanling suddenly remembered the topic that Shi Cai didn't have time to pay attention to, "As long as the courtiers are there, they feel that there is nothing else to ask for, so if the saint has to make a fortune, the courtiers will only ask for the girl to embroider the bell in the future, if she really enters the palace, I hope that the saint can take care of it more." I don't dare to ask for any honor and favor for her, I just ask the saint to protect her from being eaten alive by those deep harem women in the city. ”

Long Jingming never thought that Feng Huanling would come up with such a "bet", so that he was stunned for a long time and didn't react, and even who Zhong Xiu was secretly pondered for a long time, before he vaguely remembered that it should be the sister of Zhong Zheng, who was the new Jing Zhaoyin.

Regardless of what Feng Huanling said, what kind of tigers, wolves, snakes, and scorpions in his harem have become, just because she took the two of them for the second time to gamble on Long Yucang's "life and death", and what she voted for was just an inconsequential little girl entering the palace, Long Jingming felt that the earth was not happy, knowing that she clearly didn't believe that he could use the magic beast to trap Long Yucang this time!

But in the end, he still made this bet, as for what he wanted, he still took this little woman belonging to Long Yucang, who was becoming more and more sharp, as his own