Nine-tailed foxes, both male and female, are charming and graceful. There are few people like Ling Lingqi, who has a graceful and charming posture, but his appearance is pure and cute.

She has become a unique existence in Fox Mountain.

Feng Xianyun kept staring at Ling Lingqi's face, which made Ling Lingqi very nervous, and asked while rubbing his hands: "That, can I go to the fox cave to accompany Ah Yue?" ”

"No, you can't." Feng Xianyun's face suddenly changed, and she said with the appearance of a strict mother: "That kid is too immodest, if you let your father know that he did something to you before you got married, I'm afraid you will have to skin him alive." ”

Ling Lingqi raised his eyes excitedly and said, "No!" ”

This little appearance of the short guard is too cute, right? Feng Xianyun's cheeks flushed slightly, and she couldn't help but raise her hand and touch Ling Lingqi's cute head, and asked with a gentle smile, "How do you know that it won't?" ”

Ling Lingqi's eyes were blazing and said, "I will help stop it, I will definitely not let Ah Yue get hurt!" ”

Feng Xianyun sneered and gently rubbed that cute little head, "Silly boy, the more your heart is towards him, the more your father probably wants to kill that bastard." ”

are all parents, and they can especially understand the feelings of their babies being abducted.

"That's right." Ling Lingqi's eyes rolled down and he looked at the ground with a weak heart.

Although she and Feng Jiujiu have not yet had a substantive relationship, they have already had a skin-to-skin relationship, and the things that should not be touched have all been touched by Feng Jiuyue.

The honesty between husband and wife should be almost like this.

Ling Lingqi didn't dare to speak nonsense anymore, and sat obediently, listening carefully to Feng Xianyun's story about Feng Jiuyue's past when he was a child.

It wasn't until night fell that Feng Xianyun reluctantly left.

In the middle of the night, a lovely girl came out of the room, quietly closed the door, and walked in the dark with her skirt in her hands.

In the bright palace, Feng Xianyun leaned softly on the soft couch of brocade weaving, her green silk was like a waterfall, her chest was half-covered, her lips were slightly upturned, and she supported her head with one hand, looking meaningfully at Ling Lingqi who was sneaky in the illusion mirror.

After looking at it for a long time, she couldn't help but let out a coquettish laugh.

Qing Luo, who was sitting next to her, helped her comb her long hair, and looked at the cute person in the illusion mirror and smiled: "Miss Ling's temperament is very similar to Your Majesty, when you were young, you were very innocent and lively. ”

"It's kind of like that." Feng Xianyun's fingertips lifted the soft silk scattered on his chest, and said with a hint of sadness in his eyes: "When I grow up in September, I follow his father more and more, I don't like to talk, and I have an ice cube face all day long, which is not fun at all." ”

"Even the type of girl who likes it, father and son are the same."

"Your Majesty." Qingluo stopped combing her hair, and looked at Feng Xianyun, who had long since faded from her youthful childishness and became mature and steady.

"Qingluo, don't always look at me with such pity for your lover, be careful that I can't help but be attracted to you." Feng Xianyun smiled to hide the sadness in her eyes.

"Your Majesty is not serious, and he always likes to make fun of Qingluo." Qingluo angrily put down the wooden comb in her hand.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, my good Qingluo, hurry up and help me comb my hair, I'm going to die of sleepiness." Feng Xianyun didn't have the majestic appearance of the day at all at this time, and dogged to please her maid.

"Yes, Qingluo obeys." Qingluo looked at her angrily, picked up the soft green silk again, and combed it over and over again with a wooden comb, as if she wanted to help her Majesty the Queen comb the three thousand troubles.