Chapter 251: Ji'er, let my brother sleep under the bed
Resisting the urge to hit someone, Shen Yueji took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and tried her best to calm the turbulent waves in her heart.
"Little sister, woo woo.... Don't worry, my brother and father won't let you suffer any grievances, our father has secretly cultivated a lot of beneficial people, if he dares to bully you and use you, I will let my father rely on these cultivated people and horses in his regent mansion and empty his mansion! β
It took a lot of effort to pull the sleeve out of his clutches.
Looking at the ravaged and unshapely sleeves, Shen Yueji's black eyes flashed with fire, and she endured the anger that was about to explode: "Big brother, it's not too early, you should go back." β
Shen Yuechi squatted at her feet with a chirp: "Ji'er, let my brother sleep under the bed, if Mo Wuxian comes, dare to do something to you, and my brother will pretend to be a ghost under the bed to scare him." β
With a hard twitch of her cheeks, Shen Yueji slapped the coffee table heavily, endured the words that came to her mouth a few times, and finally blurted out: "You get out of the old lady!" β
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Driving away Shen Yuechi, Shen Yueji glanced at the night outside and walked to the window alone.
The hazy moonlight revealed the coolness of the forest, and in the middle of the night, there were still a few insect chirpings in the yard from time to time.
Just the thought of that man upsets her.
State affairs, people, countries, women.
He did not hesitate to choose the first three.
She didn't know what he was going to do when he left the palace, what he couldn't tell his subordinates to do, he was already the supreme emperor of the Feng Kingdom, and everything in the entire Feng Country was his.
What other treasures does he have that he needs to go out of the palace to find and find?
Feng Jiuqingββ
There was a strong sense of uneasiness in my heart.
She raised her head, looked at the cold moonlight, and sighed with self-deprecation: "In the past nine years, isn't it, I still know too little about you?" I used to think I knew everything you liked, but in the end, it was just a drop in the bucket? β
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Empty Hidden Temple
The man was dressed in white, and it was difficult to hide his elegance, but at the moment his face was pale, comparable to snow.
Qiu Yang looked anxiously at the blood that flowed out from his wrist, an hour, almost an hour, the blood flowed, and a small pool in front of him was almost full of blood flowing from the master's body, dazzling and shocking.
He tried many times to step forward and stop him from this fatal move, but every time he saw his pale face with pain, he snapped his steps.
Master, what's the matter....
Others only know that he loves the country and the world. But only he knows that in the heart of his master, there is a person who is higher than the country and the people, who can let him risk his life and nourish her with his own flesh and blood...
"Master Kongyin, the master has been busy with the government these days, and his body is long gone, if it is again..."
Unable to bear to see Feng Jiuqing like this, Qiu Yang took a step forward, and reminded the old monk in front of him with a somewhat impatient voice.
Kongyin Temple is a temple far away from the capital, there are not many people who come here, counting, there is only one Kongyin and a small monk who cleans, and there is no third person.
It is rumored that Master Kongyin can understand the principles of heaven and know everything.
When he found him, he obviously didn't believe it, but the emperor didn't know what he talked to him in private, and from then on, whatever Kongyin asked the emperor to do, the emperor would do.
Master Kongyin's face was calm, he twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, and said, "Amitabha." β