"Don't speak. Feng Miaojun didn't raise his head, "Let me be quiet." "She was surrounded by low pressure, and her head seemed to have a dark cloud on her head, and thundershowers were falling at any moment.

What went wrong, could it be that Luofu Yudang mistakenly auctioned off what kind of spiritual liquid as Golden Branches and Jade Dew? But Luofu Yudang has been focusing on selling for hundreds of years, how could there be such a mistake?

While she was in trouble, a suction force came from the mark, taking back all the spiritual power she had "borrowed", and scraping away a lot along the way.

Yun Kui, that little ghost, never hesitates to show his displeasure. Last time she borrowed a little too much spiritual power from Luofu Island, he didn't react at first, but three days later he began to ask for debts, scraping off more than half of the inventory from her every day, and she barely paid it off until a month later!

Thinking that her entanglement with this person would go on endlessly, her mood couldn't be worse. What's worse is that she became the monarch of Xinxia for the sake of Jin Zhi Gyokuro, and now that Jin Zhi Gyokuro is invalid for her, this monarch cannot be improper.

lost his wife and broke his soldiers.

She rubbed her swollen forehead and sighed.

Serving as the monarch of Xinxia was a contract between her and Fu Lingchuan, and she even wrote her name on the book of heaven and stained her blood on the oath, which can be regarded as the endorsement of heaven for her.

If she dares to break the contract, I am afraid that the consequences will not be affordable to her.

"What to do? This queen seems to have to do it hard. ”

"Don't you like to be the king?" the voice of the whiteboard sounded, and Feng Miaojun realized that he had actually said his thoughts.

She didn't squeak, but the answer was written on her face.

The liquid gold monster coughed lightly: "Although I don't know why you are displeased, but after becoming the monarch, can't you do whatever you want? Fu Lingchuan coaxed you to sit, but you didn't want to. ”

She wasn't much interested in the position. Feng Miaojun smiled bitterly, and was about to speak, when a thought suddenly flashed into his mind:

Yes, the monarch has great power, and it is much easier, more convenient, and faster to find something than for the common people!

This world is so vast, and the magic powers are so complex, how easy is it for her to find a solution to the curse by herself? This time she can meet Jin Zhi Yulu in Luofu Yudang, it is purely a blind cat encountering a dead mouse, how can she have such good luck next time? Not to mention the curse that Jin Zhi Yulu can't get rid of, it seems that she will follow her for a long time, and she must be prepared for a long-term war of resistance.

In this case, the help is too important.

The more resources she can mobilize, means that finding a cure for the curse is more efficient and more likely to succeed.

So, is she doing it or doing it this new summer queen?

Anyway, it's hard to ride a tiger, so why don't you ride this tiger over the mountains?

Hey, thinking about it this way, it seems that the matter of becoming a monarch is not so repulsive to her.

Feng Miaojun's belongings were usually carried with him, and there was nothing to clean up, so he spent half an hour tidying up his mood, so as not to show a decadent state in front of Fu Lingchuan.

Sure enough, Fu Lingchuan soon came to look for her.

"We split up and met up in the western suburbs outside the city. He took out a mini sand table that was only the size of a chessboard, and after a fluctuation, the general shape of Taiping City was transformed on it, including the location of each city gate.

"King Yan is not pleased with our prevarication, and he will definitely find someone to keep an eye on us. Fu Lingchuan said, "I'll take the car to the Longmen Soup House in a while, you can use the Easy Shape Gu to change faces with the people in the house, and you can easily go out." ”

Feng Miaojun had been in Taiping City for many days, and knew that it was a place for men to soak in hot springs, and there were private private rooms for the exclusive use of nobles.

She raised her eyebrows: "Mustard seed formation?"

Fu Lingchuan nodded. He will set up the mustard seed formation in the private room, and if he can't wait for him to come out for a few hours, he will definitely come in to check. It was only a big place, and you could see it all at a glance, and if you couldn't find anyone when you came in, you would think that he had quietly left. At that time, the dark whistle would either chase it out, or return to King Yan, and Fu Lingchuan would be able to shake off this tail and take advantage of that gap to escape.

In such a short period of time, it was impossible for King Yan to immediately arrange people to go to the city gate to check the blockage, Fu Lingchuan could leave the city safely, and leave by crane after meeting Feng Miaojun.

At this point, the plan is basically decided. The two were about to go their separate ways, when suddenly someone came to report: "Prince Yan Zhao Yun is visiting!"

Feng Miaojun was taken aback, but Fu Lingchuan frowned: "Trouble is coming." ”

Zhao Yun was the nineteenth son of King Yan, that is, the husband whom the monarch was bent on matching.

The number "nineteen" sounds a bit scary, but King Yan is almost one hundred and seventy years old, and his son is only twenty-six, which is really not much. In the information that Fu Lingchuan handed to Feng Miaojun, this Zhao Yun is the oldest living son of King Yan today, and he is also the most favored by his father.

Zhao Yun only returned to Yandu yesterday, and when he came to visit suddenly, it was needless to say that he was appointed by King Yan.

Helpless, Feng Miaojun casually dressed up and went to the front hall.

The nineteenth prince was drinking tea slowly, and when he saw the two of them coming, he stood up to greet each other.

He was very tall, his shoulders were broad, his heavens were open, and his face was very hard and handsome, and he had the air of a father.

Those eyes are blazing, and they look like King Yan.

Now he smiled and said to Feng Miaojun: "I haven't seen you for more than a year, Changle has grown taller again." ”

The fake Princess Changle and Zhao Yun have met twice, so there is such a saying. Other girls will probably feel intimate when they hear it, but Feng Miaojun is stunned. The nineteenth prince is observant and has a better memory, she has only changed her appearance, but her height cannot be changed.

Fortunately, the fake princess Changle herself is also a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, so it is not strange to be at this age. And Feng Miaojun has another place where he has also grown well since he left Wufu Snow Mountain, otherwise it would be really difficult to pretend to be a fake princess of Changle.

She smiled slightly: "The nineteenth prince is also getting more and more energetic. ”

She is now the king of a country, and she doesn't even have to salute when she sees King Yan, and she doesn't need to face Zhao Yun. This is very much in line with her heart, she was originally a maid of Yunjie in the Wei army, and she still had a few courtesies when she saw the king of Wei.

Zhao Yun was indeed born with a talent. He is forty-nine years old this year, but he has cultivated himself, and his face is only like that of twenty people. Feng Miaojun knew that he was not only good at dancing with long sleeves, but also able to ride the rivers and lakes, and he had great military exploits, and he was fully supported in both the court and the opposition.

King Yan did not establish a crown prince, and Zhao Yun was the most promising one.

Fu Lingchuan interjected at the right time: "The nineteenth prince invited us to have dinner on the Qingyu River, what does the king think?"