"Wen Qingyu, today my mother wants to teach you a good lesson, a little slut."

"Bang, oops." The teacup in Wen Qingyu's hand roared out and smashed directly into Aunt Deng, who screamed the loudest.

Blood flowed down from her delicate forehead like a tiny blood snake and into a mouth that opened wide in shock.

"Ah, murder!"

Angry, unbelieving, painful, and the shrill voice of all kinds of emotions intertwined in the sky above Fenghuaxuan. Startled a large flock of birds napping on the branches.

"It's all for the county master, on!"

Wen Qingyu suddenly shouted, but the maids of Fenghuaxuan were all stunned.

She sneered: "You are all people from Fenghuaxuan, now that my aunt has become popular, do you think that if you offend the county lord again, there will be a place for you in the Prime Minister's Mansion and even the entire Yanjing City in the future?" ”

"What's more." She took a sip of tea slowly: "Despise the powerful, and there is no forgiveness for killing!" ”

"Protect the county lord and fight with them."

"Close the door."

"Huh?"

Wen Qingyu closed his eyes lazily: "It's only happy to close the door and beat the dog." ”

"Don't run a single one!"

Immediately, he picked up all the available tools and struck at the people around him who were still in shock.

For a time, brooms, stools, and feather dusters flew all over the sky, and the whole Fenghuaxuan chickens and dogs jumped jubilantly.

Wen Qingyu is good at drinking tea, it's really good.

How long has it been since she's had such a relaxed life?

"Stop it!"

Wen Qingyu slowly opened his eyes, and crossed an imperceptible cold light, when did the door of Fenghuaxuan open? Who put so many people in?

Isn't the middle-aged man in the dark red crane court dress at the front the same as the prime minister of the dynasty?

"Master," Deng looked sad as if crying: "You want to be the master of the concubine." ”

"Who are you?" Wen Changfeng quietly took a few steps back, dodging the menacing tiger pounce of the Deng clan.

"Master, I'm the golden cicada."

At this moment, Deng's forehead was squeezing scarlet blood, and the tears on his face were squeezed out of the delicate makeup.

Wen Changfeng frowned in disgust: "Clean up your face well, what kind of body will it be?" ”

"It's Wen Qingyu's little cheap ......"

"Shut up." Wen Changfeng's serious eyebrows made Aunt Deng stunned, but she saw him arching his hand behind him with an enthusiastic face: "The discipline of the lower officials is not strict, so that the prince will laugh." ”

"Very good."

The lazy and bone-like voice slowly flowed from outside the courtyard.

A long figure casually leaned on the flowers and trees in the courtyard, standing and leaning on casually, but instantly seized all the grace in the sky and on the ground, and the back garden full of flowers seemed to lose its luster all of a sudden.

A good purple robe with dark patterns of silver silk flowers is worn casually on the body.

The neckline that is pulled very low reveals a large area of jade-white and delicate skin, exuding a pink and white pearl that makes women ashamed.

At this moment, he hooked his lips and smiled slightly, and instantly got drunk with the spring breeze: "It's very lively!" ”

"Nightmark!" Wen Qingyu took a deep breath, he hadn't seen him for three years, and the Luo demon was becoming more and more demonic.

Even if she was used to seeing that extremely murderous face for a long time, every time she saw it, she would still be stunned.

A few years ago, he surrendered himself to the king for her during the conversation and laughter, and did not hesitate to charge for her and fight on the battlefield.

Is there affection? Just kidding, she won't believe it if she is killed.

How can such a conceited man have feelings for anyone? His biggest hobby is to block everyone, and keep adding blockages!

If she could, she really didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore, that man was too much of a headache!

lived a new life, but he didn't want to, but he became his fiancée.

"Lord Wang." Jiao Didi groaned softly, Wen Qingyi rushed towards Luo Yeji like thunder, her big eyes were full of water, and I saw that Chu Chu was still moving: "She hit the green kite, you have to teach her a lesson for the green kite." ”

"It's really unbelievable." Luo Yeji gently grabbed Wen Qing's jade white hand, and gently rubbed it on the back of the slippery hand with infinite gentleness: "This king punishes her well for Qingyuan." ”

"Yes."

Wen Qingyu immediately burst into tears and smiled, turning to Wen Qingyu's eyes with endless pride.

Wen Qingyu's clear eyes did not blink and stared at the tea in his hand that was not very tasty, covering up the faint strangeness in his eyes, Luo Yeji was all kinds of warmth on the surface, but in fact, that grasp completely sealed the possibility of Wen Qingyu jumping into his arms.

"Qing Yu, it's not good for you to do this." He smiled slightly, and the light was all over the place.

"A boudoir woman, with a golden body, should be as gentle as water as a green kite."

He sighed faintly, and there was a faint sadness in his long and narrow phoenix eyes, which made Wen Qingyuan worry for a while, and he couldn't rush up to smooth his frowning brows for him, but his hands were grabbed by Luo Yeji, and he couldn't pull them out.

"You are so rude, it makes this king very sad. I really can't let you be so arrogant anymore, so ......"

A hint of interest flashed in his phoenix eyes.

"Let's get married!"