The confidant was embarrassed: "Seventh prince, Miss Yu Su said, say ......"

"You can't kick a fart." But when it comes to Yu Su, Jun Liangchen is an anxious person.

He raised his foot and slammed it at his henchman's big ass: "Say." ”

The henchman hugged his buttocks, and said in his heart, fortunately he didn't kick the front, otherwise wouldn't he have to cut off his children and grandchildren?

But if he finishes talking about Miss Yu Su, is his future really unsafe?

So, he covered his head.

Jun Liangchen looked at his virtue, and wanted to laugh angrily: "What are you doing with your special mother's head in front of you?" I can still be strong against you. ”

Confidant:......

Let's quickly change the topic, in case the Seventh Prince really takes a fancy to himself.

"Seventh Prince, Miss Yu Su said, if you are sick, you will be sick, if you are really terminally ill and can't bear it, she will bring paper money and pastries to your grave to see you." The henchman conveyed Yu Su's words to Jun Liangchen.

Jun Liangchen's head was full of smoke, his throat was fishy, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, which made him faint.

The henchman was frightened: "Lord Wang, Lord Seven." ”

Jun Moyan's eyes turned pale, and he directly carried Jun Liangchen into the room.

Those warblers and swallows all came up.

Jun Moyan's eyes were gloomy, and he raised his foot and kicked one: "Get out of this king." ”

The king of Yuanbei had a cruel temper, cold and gloomy, and no one dared to provoke him, so the warblers and swallows ran away.

Jun Liangchen's face was pale, and he invited Lang Zhong to say that he was fine, which was very strange.

Jun Moyan pursed her thin lips and didn't know what came to mind.

"Lord Wang, Lord Seven, ...... this" the henchman asked.

"Take care of the Seventh Prince, this king will go out." Jun Moyan strode away and rode back to the mansion.

However, there seems to be no trace of the small melon at the entrance of the mansion.

Jun Moyan was furious.

Swindler!

Tricked him again.

In the morning, he looked like he couldn't leave him for the rest of his life, and in a blink of an eye, he couldn't stand the grievances and ran away.

White-eyed wolf.

He slammed his fist into the wall.

"Lord Wang, your hand is injured, why do you have such a big temper." The butler followed the voice out.

"Where's the little brute?" Jun Moyan's eyes flickered.

"This ......" the housekeeper said vaguely: "What is the matter with the prince looking for Xiaoba?" ”

"Seventh Prince, this king suspects that he is infected with an evil disease, and this king wants that little beast to take a look." Jun Moyan said coldly.

Now that he's gone, that's it.

He waved his hand and strode towards his room.

He came to the desk and flipped through the book at will, his mind full of various expressions of small noodles.

"Damn little brute." Jun Moyan muttered to himself.

Suddenly.

Jun Moyan's calves were hugged by a pair of hands.

"Uncle, who is the little brute?" Gui Yuxi's soft voice sounded.

Jun Moyan's heart tightened.

The little brute didn't leave.

Mighty joy swam along the limbs.

But Junrong is still stiff.

It's a bit funny to want to laugh but can't help laughing.

He got up suddenly, and Gui Yuxi's little claws were very strong, and they grabbed him very tightly.

Jun Moyan can't break free, so she won't break free, and she said in her heart, what if she hurts her, just pretend like this.

"Who let you in? Is it a housekeeper? It's just presumptuous! Who is in charge of this palace! Jun Moyan was furious.

Gui Yuxi crawled out like a little koala, grabbing Jun Moyan's legs, she grinned, revealing a neat little white tooth like glutinous rice: "Uncle, don't be angry, I came in secretly, but uncle, I want to know what this thing is......"

As she spoke, she pulled out an object......