As soon as this thought came to mind, it was quickly wiped out by Yan Ling.

Ferocious cold is only suitable for him before he is more normal.

Once he doesn't look normal, don't say that he is cruel to him, even if he ignores him a little.

When the wind comes, a gloomy air can come out.

When the time comes, you have to have all kinds of hair.

She sighed, estimating that it was not too early.

He turned his head and poked Feng Lin, "I have to settle the rest of the matter." ”

Feng Chu Feng He and the emperor, these three people don't talk about it first.

Just the fight at the gate of the palace last night, people have to clean it up, after all, some of those ministers are weak, if they are scared, what should they do if they touch porcelain?

Feng Lin was still holding her, not very satisfied with her words.

If he wants to solve the rest of the things, it means that he has to waste time and energy on other people.

He didn't want to.

He just wanted to spend all his time and mind on her.

Seeing that he was silent, Yan Ling quickly knew his thoughts, she was helpless, smiled gently into his ear, and whispered.

When he raised his eyes again, there was a certain expectation suppressed in his eyes.

"Really?" He asked again uncertainly.

Yan Ling nodded, "Well, really." "Betraying Hue......

How did she come up with this method?

Words and spirits hide their faces, and they are extremely heartbroken for their own actions.

Immediately.

Feng Lin turned over and got out of bed very obediently, changed his clothes, and looked at Yan Ling reluctantly for a while before leaving.

Yan Ling beckoned to him, "Come here." ”

Feng Lin's eyes lit up, and he leaned over that face.

Yan Ling kissed him with a smile, "Handle things well, and there will be a reward for turning back." ”

"Good!"

He is categorical and will definitely handle things beautifully.

As the figure grew farther and farther away.

The gentleness on Yan Ling's face was also replaced by indifference and calmness.

She moved her sore body, her brows furrowed irrepressibly, her body was refreshing, about last night, Feng Lin had helped her scrub it.

The indifferent little face showed a scarlet color that was not very appropriate.

In an instant, he was restrained by the spirit of words.

She glanced at the head of the bed, where there were a few clothes that had been prepared long ago.

She thought about it, and always felt that it was not appropriate for Feng Lin to handle these things alone.

Although these things are not difficult for him, they ...... His current temper is afraid that no one can suppress it except her.

system, [......] Although the host is a bit narcissistic, it has to be said that this is indeed a fact.

The existence of the host, in addition to the strategy of blackening the male god, also indirectly ensures that Feng Lin will not do anything crazy casually.

When the spirit of words finds the wind coming.

Feng Lin was standing in the open space in front of the imperial study, and his body was filled with a cold aura, like a Shura from hell.

The ministers fell to their knees.

Feng Chu shivered beside him, huddled into a ball.

And the emperor was half-paralyzed on the ground in embarrassment.

The dark guard is holding a sharp sword, and it seems that in the next moment, as long as the wind opens his mouth, his sharp sword can stab the emperor to death.

Yan Ling frowned, this is not how things are resolved.

He can't kill the emperor at this time, it will leave a handle.

The system quickly recounted what had just happened.

In front of the ministers, the emperor admitted his mistake in the frenzy, and then Feng Lin waved his hand to let people do it.

Then there was a bunch of ministers who prevented him from killing the emperor.