Xiao Yin's words fell, and the person disappeared in front of Feng Junli like the wind, leaving Feng Junli standing alone in the lobby of the palace.

Watching the afternoon sun gradually dissipate, Feng Junli's brows gradually twisted, in so many years, he heard this sentence for the first time, people are dead, and they don't even have a chance to repent, so what about his mother?

"Tap, Evening Snow, you want to murder me!" Jiang Weiyang frowned in pain, and let Wanxue help her take off her shoes that were wet with tea, and she still cried out in pain after enduring it for a long time.

"Miss, bear with me, it'll be fine right away!"

Because the last time I was burned and I haven't recovered, this time I was scalded by the hot tea, and a pair of cloth socks stuck directly to the instep, and it hurt when I tore it, and Wanxue comforted while carefully taking off her shoes.

"The original burn wound is not healed, and now it is burned again, what can I do with this foot, this young master knows that he will die of distress!" Wan Xuejiang finally took off her shoes and socks, but a pair of insteps were red and swollen, which made her feel distressed.

"If you are distressed and useful, then what do you want a doctor for, is the eldest young master of the Jiang family a straw bag?!"

As soon as Wanxue wanted to take the medicine, a deep voice sounded outside the door, and the flat mockery seemed to suppress something.

"Lord Wang?" When Wanxue heard the sound, she turned her head and saw Feng Junli standing expressionlessly and walking through the door, her eyes falling on Jiang Weiyang's red and swollen feet.

A woman should not be so violent at every turn!

His eyes touched the faint scar on the red and swollen instep, Feng Jun's glass eyes became dark, and the face reflected in his eyes was strong and forbearing, but it seemed to disappear at any time, and the tip of his heart crossed a trace of strangeness......

Jiang Weiyang looked up at the person in front of him, his eyes tightened, why did he come? It wouldn't be because he just scolded him and came to trouble her!

But now it doesn't matter why he came, the important thing is that he is insulting his brother, Jiang Zijing is the only person who treats her well in this era, and she doesn't allow anyone to say that he is not.

"It's useless to feel distressed, but if you can't even feel distressed, this person is useless!" Jiang Weiyang's eyes glared at Feng Junli, and the words in the air popped out from the crack of his tongue word by word, "Feng Junli, you can say that I am a nymphomaniac, but you can't say that my brother is a straw bag!" ”

Jiang Weiyang's words almost knocked into Feng Junli's ears word by word, this is the first time she has called her by her name, and she can see that the woman in front of her is very angry, it turns out that such an arrogant woman still has a weakness, and a tight sentence can make her who has been calm as water, calm and unfazed, set off a rage, so what if he is more ruthless? What would that be?

"What does the king have to say?" Feng Junli walked in step by step, then leaned over and propped his hands on the sandalwood chair, imprisoning Jiang Weiyang between him and the chair, and then stared at her fixedly, the corners of his lips hooked an evil arc, seducting people in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The sudden action was carried by demagogic oppression, and the faint Long Yanxiang spread on the tip of his nose with the pure masculine aura of a man, and Jiang Weiyang's mind suddenly went blank, and he could only hear the sound of his heartbeat.

This man is really a demon, just such a simple action can bewitch people, if you don't know how many ignorant girls you want to harm now, no, he has already harmed many women in this era.

On the ground, Jiang Weiyang pushed away the person who was bullying him with a force, Feng Junli thought that she would refute it, and noticed that she would make such a move, and staggered back a few steps, it seems that this woman is not only sharp but also violent.

"Ahh

Jiang Weiyang was rebounded because of too much force, and fell directly from the chair, and the whole person fell to the ground, and the pain spread in his hips.

"Miss, where are you hurt again?"

Wanxue hurriedly went to help, and before she stretched out her hand, she was directly pulled aside, and then reacted, Wanxue couldn't believe her eyes, and Jiang Weiyang was picked up from the ground by Feng Junli.

"Go get a different deck chair!" Feng Junli looked down at the person in his arms while commanding, Jiang Weiyang's small face was a little pale because of the pain, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and there were fine beads of sweat on his smooth forehead.

"A woman should not be so violent at every turn!" Feng Junli glanced at the person in his arms and scolded, "It's okay now, you know the bitter fruit!" ”

Violent? Would she have hurt her feet like this if she was violent? He also said this kind of thing, if it weren't for him, would she be so miserable? Jiang Weiyang wanted to refute, but unfortunately the clear pain in her feet and buttocks made her unable to speak.

These feet have been injured three times, once burned, once stepped on, and once burned, isn't this not good, this ass fell damn Feng Junli, why don't you look at her like this.

"Miss, the recliner is here!"

Wanxue panted and moved a recliner from outside, but before she could put it away, she was interrupted by a panicked and heavy voice.

You give me another try!

"The prince forgives the sin, Weichen is late!" A physician carried a medicine box and saluted while wiping sweat.

Because he was in a hurry, his chest was constantly panting, and it could be seen that he was very nervous.

Jiang Weiyang looked at the imperial doctor in front of him and then looked up at Feng Junli, did he bring the imperial doctor? Why is he suddenly so kind, for the sake of his gentle township Jinxiulou, this man even used sugar-coated cannonballs?

"If you haven't died yet, it's not too late!" Feng Junli bent down and put Jiang Weiyang on the recliner, and looked coldly at the imperial doctor who was wiping his sweat, "This pair is for you!" ”

"Yes, Lord Wang!" The imperial doctor responded, then carefully examined it, and then shook his head and said: "This wound has not healed and new wounds have been added, the situation is not optimistic, Weichen will give the princess some medicine first, please pay attention to the princess and don't walk around, if you are injured again, this foot will be ruined!" ”

Ruined? Is it so exaggerated? Could it be that the medical skills of the ancients are still in the stage of intimidation?

"It's just some flesh wounds, it won't affect your movement, so don't panic!" Jiang Weiyang endured the pain and comforted the imperial doctor, she still has a number of injuries, as an entertainment reporter in order to dig up some gossip new articles, not only is her brain open, but even injuries are inevitable, she doesn't care about it for a long time.

"Princess......" The imperial doctor was startled by her words, and cold sweat broke out in his head, could it be that the princess was questioning his medical skills?

"It's really fine!" Jiang Weiyang saw that his face changed with fright, and he couldn't help but chuckle, and then directly shook his feet and showed him, "Look, I'll just say it's okay!" ”

The imperial doctor wanted to hold down her shaking feet, but it was in the way of the identity of the princess, so she had to look stunned, with a panicked face, but she couldn't move her hands.

"Miss, you can't move now!" Seeing this, Evening Snow rushed over to fix her feet.

Before the hand reached her leg, a pair of hands did this instead of her, Jiang Weiyang's feet were pressed the recliner by a pair of hands, unable to move, Wanxue's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air in a daze, and then was directly dumbfounded.

"Are you a doctor or is she a doctor, you can try to mess around with me again!"

Feng Junli pressed those wandering eyes, and even her people fell down on the chaise longue together, staring at her with sparks of anger, "How long are you going to think of yourself?!" ”

His feet are injured like this, and he dares to be so self-righteous, does he think that her feet are made of iron?

Jiang Weiyang was stunned by his sudden anger, lying on the recliner, letting him press her like this, his eyes looked at him, and her clear shadow was reflected in the evil and bewitching peach blossom eyes, so clear and real, at such a moment, the heart seemed to be rubbed, itchy and then disappeared.

"Lord Wang, Miss is also afraid that Lord Wang, you are worried!" Seeing this, Wanxue smiled in her heart, this prince will care about Miss, which is naturally a good sign.

"It's the princess!" Feng Junli directly glanced at Wanxue and coldly corrected the title, "This is the Mowang Mansion, not your General's Mansion, there is no young lady in your family, only the princess of this king!" ”

Wanxue stared at Feng Junli in disbelief, couldn't believe her ears, opened her mouth and said excitedly: "The prince finally admitted that Miss is his princess, which means that no one will embarrass Miss in the future, doesn't it?" ”

Wanxue was already in tears as she spoke, her young lady was really not easy, she was first calculated by her sister to become an unfavored princess, and she was embarrassed by a subordinate when she entered the palace, and a dignified young lady was tossed like this with her feet, how could it not make people feel distressed?

Jiang Weiyang, don't force this king to marry all those women back!

"Wanxue, what are you crying about?" Seeing this little girl crying like this, Jiang Weiyang couldn't help frowning, "You're crying when I die, give me some breath now!" ”

Wanxue nodded desperately, her young lady has really changed a lot since she committed suicide last time, her personality has changed a lot, she has become smart and smart, the whole person has become brighter, even the person has become beautiful, even the king of Anding has admitted that she is the princess, no matter what the reason, but she doesn't have to worry about being divorced, she should be happy now.

"When you die, who will she cry to!"

Feng Junli looked at her carefully, her delicate little face was covered with a delicate face, and her flickering smile was like tomorrow's sun, which made people look forward to it and couldn't help but get closer, why was it that a weak woman was so careless when she was in pain, as if her feet were not her own.

In other words, the imperial doctor said so, she was not frightened or frightened, she was good, comforted others, and there was no squeamishness that a woman should have.

"If I die, I will naturally cry to the prince, but the prince is Weiyang's nominal husband, isn't it!?" Hearing this, Jiang Weiyang raised his head and looked at Shangfeng Junli with a pair of inquiring eyes, and said with a smile, "So Lord Wang, you'd better ensure your safety in your life before you divorce me!" ”