"Yes." Uncle Mo Ze said very seriously: "You have been saying that you are uncomfortable from the beginning, is it that the previous wound is not healed?" Caused physical discomfort and caused a fever? ”

"It's not." This man...... Can you say it well! Feng Yu scratched his heart and lungs and pushed aside the handsome face that Uncle Mo Ze was almost sticking to his face.

"Liar." Uncle Mo Ze grabbed Feng Yan's hand, "Not only are you blushing, but your palms are burning." It's all like this, it's not ......."

"Big brother." Uncle Mo Ze's successive stubbornness made Feng Yan jump out of his shame in an instant, and he looked at Uncle Mo Ze helplessly, "My physique is already hot, isn't it common for my palms to have a fever on this hot day?" ”

On snowy days in winter, her palms are hot.

"But your face ......," Uncle Mo Ze frowned.

"What's wrong with my face?" It's not hot now.

"It's red." Uncle Mo Ze's frowning brows tightened again.

"Still red?" She thought that if it wasn't hot, it wouldn't be red.

Feng Yan stretched out another hand that was not held by Uncle Mo Ze and touched his face, "Is it really red?" Feng Yan blinked and looked back at Uncle Mo Ze.

To tell the truth, she hadn't figured out what that inexplicable embarrassment was all about.

In previous years, Uncle Mo Ze had never been so close to her, and she didn't feel anything.

What's going on today?

Is it really as Uncle Mo Ze said......

Is she unwell?

But her injuries are almost healed.

Where else is there anything uncomfortable.

"Now......" Uncle Mo Ze stared at Feng Yan seriously, and after a while, "Huh! ”

"What's wrong?" Feng Yu's heart jumped!

"Fade ...... again," Uncle Mo Ze said.

"What?" Sealed in a trance.

"Red ......" Uncle Mo Ze let go of the hand holding Feng Yan, raised and poked Feng Yan's face, "It's really not a fever......

Feng Xiang: "......" Who can tell her, how to answer this?!

"Wait a minute!" Uncle Mo Ze shouted in a low voice.

“！！！” Feng Yan stared!

What's wrong with that!?

"...... Yan'er" Uncle Mo Ze suddenly squinted, moved to Feng Yan's side, and smiled so weirdly.

"Ah~" Feng Yan didn't know how he made this sound.

Uncle Mo Ze's smile made her really unbearable.

"You ...... just now" Uncle Mo Ze put his face on the side of Feng Yan's ears, still using a voice that only the two of them could hear, and said excitedly: "Isn't it...... Shy?! ”

Shy......

This word, for Yu'er......

That's 10,000 times more rare than her defeat!

This woman has been straight since she was a child!

It's so hearty that people can't imagine what it would be like to use a woman's shyness on her!

But it's such an unimaginable picture......

He actually saw it for real just now!

And the person who made Xiang'er show such a shy appearance is himself nine times out of ten!

...... in this regard

How could he not be excited!

"You're shy!" Feng Yan retorted almost subconsciously.

"With such a blunt quibble, Xiang'er is really shy." Uncle Mo Ze laughed in a low voice.

Feng Yan: "......" What should she do if she suddenly doesn't want to talk to this man?

What a beating!

"But ......" suddenly remembered what Feng Mu had said to him before, Uncle Mo Ze raised his eyes and stared at Feng Yan and opened his mouth, but as soon as the words came out, he didn't know how to continue.

Does Xiang'er understand his heart?

Or is it emotional?

But that curse isn't it......

"But what?" Seeing that Uncle Mo Ze had not followed, Feng Yan had to hold his chin and ask very casually.

"Nope." Uncle Mo Ze's thin lips tilted slightly, and he shook his head gently, "It's nothing." ”

Looking at Yan'er like this, I shouldn't know the ...... of the Thunder Earthquake tribe

"King Ze." Just when a man was secretly pondering in his heart, a female voice as gentle as water suddenly came from above his head.

Hearing this, Uncle Mo Ze didn't speak, and he didn't even raise his eyebrows.

continued to stare at Feng Yan, his eyes empty as if he was pondering something.

Curse of the Thunderquake Tribe......

"King Ze."

Uncle Mo Ze's ignorance did not have any impact on the owner of the female voice at all.

The voice is still as gentle as water, calm and steady.

Terrible!

Feng Yan slapped Lin Yingzhu in his heart.

This is to be left on the little girls before, who may not know what the embarrassment will become.

But......

No matter how powerful this person is, he still lost to Fei Yinwen in his last life.

Tut!

What a damn chain reaction!

Regarding the events of remembering the previous life again, as well as those unpleasant people, Feng Yu frowned very dissatisfied.

"What's wrong?" Uncle Mo Ze was already staring at Feng Yan, even if his eyes were empty and Feng Yan's eyebrows were furrowed, he immediately focused his gaze and asked cautiously and worriedly.

Correct!

These words, coincidentally, were followed by Lin Yingzhu's words.

Listen to everyone present...... Oh no, except for Feng Yan, they all thought that Uncle Mo Ze was responding to Lin Yingzhu.

Of course, Lin Yingzhu himself thinks so.

Very unceremoniously answered: "Yingzhu ......"

"Did the king ask you?" Some people are not polite when they hear it, and some people are impatient when they hear it. With this, Uncle Mo Ze finally swept his eyes coldly to Lin Yingzhu, who was on the field, and said in an extremely cold tone.

“！” Receiving the sight, Lin Yingzhu trembled. After listening to Uncle Mo Ze's words, she clenched her fists suddenly!

How can she be the daughter of the old prime minister of Lin You!

Uncle Mo Ze was in front of everyone! So refuge her face!

"I'm fine." Seeing a ruthlessness flashing in Lin Yingzhu's eyes, Feng Yan turned his head and whispered back to Uncle Mo Ze. After thinking about it, he added, "Prime Minister Lin's daughter, it seems that she has something to find you." ”

"I don't know." Hearing that Feng Yan was fine, the worry under Uncle Mo Ze's cold eyes finally disappeared. didn't think about it for a while, so he threw it very unceremoniously.

Prime Minister Lin's daughter......

Do you have a relationship with him for half a copper plate?!

"You'll know you when you raise your eyes." Feng Yan helplessly stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

Uncle Mo Ze looked at the court, and he was really disdainful and quite thorough.

Whether it is in the previous life or now, this person is not a big deal.

What is the left prime minister, the right prime minister......

The ministers above the second rank in the court were basically slapped in the face by him!

Over time, Taishu Mo Ze lost half of his favor in the hearts of those Chinese courtiers.

Those people in private, they also made a stumbling block for Uncle Mo Ze.

But this man still has an expression of "Lao Tzu is too lazy to pay attention to you".

Previous ......

Uncle Mo Ze acted like a man, in her opinion, he was very convincing and comfortable.

He's Uncle Mo Ze!

He is the god of war of Xuantian!

He has the courage to defy everything!

This courage is what she yearns for and obses.