"Ah~." This is Wanyue's one hundred and twenty-eighth sigh today. Since Liu Fengxi entered the palace. She just kept sighing. It's hard to sit still. Pacing around the house. Keep walking." I don't know what's going on with the palace master. Alas." He sighed again.

Yaxun frowned. Leng chirped, "Can you sit down. Stop sighing. You can't be still. Trouble you to go out and sigh. Don't dangle around here. Sighing. Filthy ears and eyes." This is probably the first time in the history of Ye Xun that he has said so many words in one breath. I didn't even catch my breath in the atmosphere.

Wan Yue paused. glared at him angrily." What are you talking about. Do you want to fight? If you want to fight, just say it. Don't ramble on this." As he spoke, he drew his sword and pointed at the night search.

"You ......" night search for qi knots. Stared at her coldly. Gently remove her sword." It's unreasonable."

See here. Wan Yue was even more angry in her heart. Are you looking down on me. See I'm hurt. Disdain to fight with me."

Facing Wanyue's aggressiveness. Night Hunt chooses to ignore it. But I don't want to. The more silent the night seeker became. Wanyue chased after him more and did not give up.

Mu Jiechen, who had been silent, frowned. Impatiently, Chao Wanyue shouted, "Shut up."

"......." Wanyue only felt a yin wind and cold air pouring in from the placket. Shrinking his neck. The aggrieved dare not speak out. Squatted to the side and went in a circle of broken thoughts.

Night looking for a black line. I felt a flock of crows flying overhead. Only a few black spots remained......

Mu Jiechen coldly glanced at Wanyue, who was squatting in the corner of the wall and cursing in circles. Flicked his sleeves and got up and walked out. He was wearing the clothes that Liu Fengxi bought for him. Fine brocade moire brocade robe. The unspeakable mood is out of the dust. Elegant demeanor. His temperament is like an orchid. It's always a cold face. Shengsheng gives people a feeling of being bewitching and cold.

Ye Xun was silent. Follow him closely.

"What are you doing with me?" Mu Jiechen frowned.

Ye Xun pursed his lips. Sneered: "You think I want to follow you. If it weren't for the palace master. I'm going to kill you." Final sentence. Night Xun said gritted his teeth.

Yes. If it weren't for the palace master. He will definitely kill him without hesitation. If it's usual. He may not be Mu Juechen's opponent. But. If it were Mu Juechen, who was seriously injured at the moment. That's another story.

"Oh. Kill me." Mu Jiechen turned his head and stared at him coldly. Laugh if there is a deep meaning. Mockery. sneered, "She called you Yexun. She gave you the name. Do you think Xi'er will give you a name......" chuckled. You want to get Xi'er's love. It's just wishful thinking."

"If you haven't tried it, how do you know it's wishful thinking." Ye Xun also smiled coldly. Be outdone. stared at Mu Juechen defiantly.

This sentence sounds so familiar. Looks like I've heard it somewhere. Mu Jiechen frowned. Oh. That's right. When I first married him. The cold and elegant woman had said something similar to him. The scene from the first meeting resurfaced in front of me. Clear as if it had just happened.

"You have entered the Zhenwei General's Mansion. You have to abide by the rules of the Zhenwei General's Mansion. General Ben has to admonish you. Don't be delusional about things you shouldn't get."

Red hijab under the head. The corners of her lips lifted slightly. Speak out proudly. There was a clear sarcasm in the tone. Said lightly: "What is something that should not be obtained. What is the deserving thing. The general thinks too highly of himself. It's just that. There are no absolutes. If you don't try, you don't know if it's delusional."

……

Mu Juechen's heart couldn't help but tremble. The complexion was as white as frost. The hand hanging from the sleeve of the wide robe gradually clenched. Fingernails inch by inch deep into the palm of the hand. Prick your palm with blood. I don't feel any pain.

"Really." He laughed angrily. The eyes as cold as knives pierced the eyes of the night. sarcastically: "Then you can try. Ben will have to take a look. Why are you fighting with Ben for a woman?"

"As long as there is me for a day. I will never allow you to hurt her again." Ye Xun sneered: "Unless you kill me. Otherwise......"

"You're going to kill the general." The corners of Mu Jiechen's mouth hooked up a sneer. Finish the rest for him. There was a terrifying coldness in his voice." Then we'll see."

******

"Feng Gongzi. We also signed the agreement. Why don't you still see the crown prince......." 'Bang' King Fusang put down the wine glass in his hand vigorously. suppressed the anger that was weaving wildly in the bottom of my heart.

This Fengxi son. How long will he have to grind? He also signed the agreement. forced him to do such a humiliating thing. What else does he want. Sitting here without moving. I didn't have the slightest consciousness to treat the prince.

"What's the hurry." Liu Fengxi's posture was extremely elegant, and she took a piece of mille-feuille peach blossom cake. Slowly repay. Chew carefully. Wait for a piece of fragrant and sweet peach blossom crisp into the stomach. Then he said without hurry." The prince has been sick for so long. It's been a month. Not bad for this day. What is the king of Fuso in such a hurry?"

The king of Fuso is still distressed about the seven cities. It can be said that Liu Fengxi is full of resentment and dissatisfaction. I just want to kill her to relieve my anger. That's what she would say. My heart is even more angry, angry and anxious. I just didn't roll my eyes and scold angrily. How did he meet such a tricky and eccentric teenager?

He aches the seven cities; Seven cities were lost at once. How can you keep him from daunting?

Liu Fengxi was in a very good mood and admired the wonderful expression on the face of the King of Fusang. He took a sip of 'Heartless Purple Bamboo Shoots' and sighed in his heart. It's really a good tea. This 'Heartless Purple Bamboo Shoots' tea is the abundance of Fuso Heartless Valley. The tea soup brewed out is green and clear. The leaf stamens of the tea leaves are purple. This is the best 'Heartless Purple Bamboo Shoots', which is a tribute to the royal family. The tea soup brewed by the defective 'ruthless purple bamboo shoots' is similar to the color of the best. The taste is much worse. The leaves of the brewed tea leaves are turquoise. It is generally drunk by ordinary people.

It's just that. Fuso's daily drinking has always been based on alcohol. Tea as a supplement. It's based on . This superb 'Heartless Purple Bamboo Shoot' is generally a tribute to the royal families of other countries.

"Feng Gongzi. Words can't be said like that. Before, it was because there was no one who could cure the prince's strange illness. And now. You're here. Both the palace and the king hope are pinned on you...... "Although the queen hates it in her heart. There is still a smile on his face.

Liu Fengxi drank the last drop of tea in the cup. The posture elegantly added a new cup of tea to his arms." The queen was right. There's a phoenix here. The prince will definitely ...... It's safe."

"This ......," the queen was speechless.

"......" Fusang's face is red and his ears are red.

"Oops......." Liu Fengxi looked out the window. Pretending to be surprised, "Why is it so late. It's dark outside. Let the king. The queen sat with Feng Xi for so long. I'm so sorry. It's not early today. Not as good as the king. Let the queen go back and rest. Feng Xi will go to see the prince early tomorrow morning."

"......" At this time, the face of the king of Fuso can no longer be described as ugly. Fear. No adjective in this world can describe the expression of the Fuso King at this moment.

It's been a long time. The queen smiled stiffly. The dry voice said: "Then Feng Gongzi have a good rest......" said as he pulled the Fusang King away.

Look at the King of Fuso. The back of the queen leaving. The smile in Liu Fengxi's eyes deepened. The smile in those clear eyes was meaningful.