On the white jade slab in the palace gate, a noble son knelt neatly. From a distance, each of them is outstanding and turbid. However, when you get closer, you will find that almost all of the faces of these noble sons are blue, purple, swollen and broken.

The reason why I say "almost" is because one of them has no scars on his face, and his clean face shows his demeanor even more, especially when there are black eyes on the left and right.

Wan Wan stood not far away and looked at it well. - There are such good-looking men in this world.

It's really good-looking, and it's good to see that every strand of hair is perfect. It's not girly, it's not too hard, everything is perfect so it's just right. Such elegance and luxury, such radiance. Because of his existence, the sunset and snow under the old palace wall have also become particularly amazing.

Wan Wan lay on the stone railing and supported her cheeks and sighed softly: "There is his son, there is no one else in the world." ”

The little yellow door on the side listened in a daze. He followed Wan Wan's gaze and saw only a group of Yanai Langjun with blue noses and swollen faces. In this way, the only one who can be called a son-in-law is the prince of Dingbei. Xiao Huangmen held two jars of wine and secretly comforted his frightened little heart: It is normal for Master Ming to have lost his soul, so he would say this. Well, yes, it's a matter of losing souls.

Wan Wan sighed again and again, and only after half a sound did she ask again: "Cui Neishi, who is that Lang Jun over there, he is really good-looking." ”

Cui's surname Xiao Huangmen was mentally prepared, and at this moment, the reply was smooth and naturally there was no gaffe at all, "Lord Ming is talking about the Lang Jun who is wearing a white fox fur." That is the Feng Shizi of the Dingbei Hou Mansion. ”

Xiao Huangmen, surnamed Cui, deliberately raised his eyes to look at Wan Wan when he said this, but saw that she was still looking at the Hou Shizi of Dingbei with her cheeks on her cheeks, so she added cautiously: "It is the Feng Shizi who disturbed Tianmen in Qingfeng Building a few years ago, and was later taught a lesson by you and left Qingfeng Tower." ”

Wan Wan finally took her eyes off the good-looking man, and she turned her head a little stiffly to look at Xiao Huangmen surnamed Cui. A finger first pointed at himself, and then turned to Feng Qingcheng over there, "I, 'teach him a lesson', and then leave him downstairs?" ”

Xiao Huangmen, surnamed Cui, nodded firmly.

"Sss Wan Wan took a cool breath. Since he was left downstairs, the previous "lesson" must not be oral education. Tsk tsk, the former master can really bear it and do it.

Wan Wan looked at the good-looking man again, "What's wrong with him?" ”

Asked this question, there was a faint hint of excitement on the face of Xiao Huangmen, surnamed Cui, "Lord Huiming's words, I heard that it was the brother-in-law of the prince of Chu who was disrespectful to the king of Qin, and the brother-in-law of the prince of Qin stepped forward to theorize without anger. It happened that Feng Shizi passed by and listened to a few words, and immediately waved his fist.

Because the place where they started was at the East City Gate, and today was the first day of the Folding Plum Meeting, there were not many Yanai Langjun who came and went there. I don't know how to get it, so it's all mixed in. In the end, it was too big, and it took a lot of effort for Jin Wuwei to evacuate the onlookers and bring them back. ”

Wan Wan blinked, "Who did he hit?" ”

Cui's surname Xiao Huangmen looked as a matter of course, "Naturally, he beat the brother-in-law of the prince of Chu." ”

Wan Wan admired her face, this beauty still has a sense of justice.

Seeing such a look on her face, Xiao Huangmen, surnamed Cui, swallowed his saliva. Although he entered the palace as a chamberlain since he was a child, he didn't understand what the look on this adult's face at the moment meant.

After several entanglements, Xiao Huangmen, surnamed Cui, finally decided to shake out Feng Shizi's old bottom. Anyway, Master Ming will always know in the future, so it's better for him to sell this good guy first.

He swore that he really just wanted to curry favor with Master Ming, and he definitely didn't want to control his horn mouth.

After making up his mind, Xiao Huangmen, surnamed Cui, took a deep breath and brought out the bad deeds of Fengqing City one by one.

He felt that his mouth was neat, and his eloquence was okay. After a vivid description, Xiao Huangmen, surnamed Cui, raised his eyes again and looked at Wan Wan. saw that she had returned to the posture of looking at Feng Shizi with her hands on her cheeks and good eyes.

Uh, I suddenly felt that Master Ming was slightly spicy in this posture.

After a period of silence that made Xiao Huangmen, surnamed Cui, uneasy.

Finally, Wan Wan spoke, "It's a pity. ”

Xiao Huangmen, surnamed Cui, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and it seemed that he had made the right bet. Lord Ming is feeling sorry for Feng Shizi's good skin.

As everyone knows, what Wanwan is thinking at the moment: It's a pity that she can't make a poster and stick it on the wall to enjoy it slowly.

Sighing again, Wan Wan left the stone railing that had been lying on her stomach and walked towards the palace gate.

When he walked to a distance of less than a zhang from Feng Qingcheng and the others, a cold wind suddenly blew. Feng Qingcheng's hair rose slightly, skimming the peach blossom eyes that seemed to be drunk but not drunk. The jade-crowned fox fur, in a trance, is dizzy.

Wan Wan's heart inexplicably "poof, poof" bumped, as if a fawn was hitting her chest inside. Wan Wan's hand involuntarily clenched into a fist against the heart, and step by step over this group of Yanai Langjun, she walked straight out of the palace gate.

Outside the palace gate, Wan Wan raised her face to look at the sunset in the sky. - She's really good! is reincarnated as a human being, and she is still a screen licking fan girl.

This is a problem that people are obsessed with when they look good, is there any hope to treat it?

Inside the palace gate, Feng Qingcheng was a little crying without tears,—— the fierce god stared at him with blazing eyes, what did he want to do?! Is it in her way that he's kneeling here?!

No, he seems to be in her way.

He beat the brother-in-law of the King of Chu, and he was also the brother-in-law of the famous forsythia in Tianmen. Thinking about it like this, his heart is really empty. Doesn't this fierce god want to come over and beat himself up and give that forsythia out of anger?!

Feng Qingcheng pretended to do many things, but he really didn't pretend that he couldn't beat her.

Seeing Wan Wan put her fist on her chest and walked over, Feng Qingcheng's hair on her body was about to stand up. This is obvious, this is a warning to him: be careful, or the big fist of the casserole will wait.

I have avoided a catastrophe today, and ....... in the future, it is a big deal to hide more carefully. Feng Qingcheng was very big-hearted, and temporarily put his heart back in his stomach.

And during the time when Wan Wan was looking at Fengqing City in a daze, the imperial historians formed a team to brush a wave of existence in front of the Yan Holy Emperor.

In the foaming mouth of the imperial historians, Emperor Yan Shengdi knew the ins and outs of this whole incident clearly. How clear is it? For example, whose Xiao Langjun secretly picked up a few hairs in which Xiao Yanei in the brawl, and which Xiao Yanei secretly kicked whose Xiao Langjun in the ass a few times,......。

Naturally, the incident that led the brawl Emperor Yan also knew it clearly.

Although these imperial histories came in groups, they were distinctly genre. The imperial history statement of impeachment of Lian Shangshu was exciting, and it vividly depicted how Lian Xiaolangjun disrespected the King of Qin, which made people seem to see it in person.

The main topics about correcting Lian Shangshu that this imperial historian said later, but Emperor Yan Shengdi heard it hazy. The words came to his ears, but he couldn't make out what they were.

Zhao Zijing, the king of Qin, he hadn't seen that kid for a long time.

Since that incident, he has actually been a little afraid to see him.

Emperor Yan Shengdi felt a faint pain in his heart, looking at the imperial history in front of him who were still generous, as if they had poured several buckets of chicken blood. He suddenly felt irritable, so he waved his hand and said, "That's it, it's just a group of children fighting." It's made you gang follow one by one with red eyebrows and red eyes.

Whoever preaches my words will come and take them back, and go back and copy the book several times to teach and teach etiquette. That's it. ”