Jiang Mufeng didn't have time to be dumbfounded for long, because He Xiaoqiao was looking at him now, half curious and half sympathetic.

A chill ran down his spine, and he suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

"Mu Feng, ......" He Xiaoqiao called him with a kind and kind elder, "Which Mu and which wind are you?" ”

A black line crossed Jiang Mufeng's head, and Jiang Fenghao, an uncle, immediately had an insightful divine assistant to answer for him, "The herding of livestock, the wind that sweeps the fallen leaves in the autumn wind." ”

Jiang Mufeng, who had never known his name and could explain it like this, roared wildly in his heart, "...... Nima! ”

The expression is a slightly painful correction from the perspective of a junior, "It is the shepherd of 'where the iron hooves are going, whipping the people'!" "It's a long way off, okay!

He Xiaoqiao waved his little hand indifferently, "Whatever, it's not all the same word." ”

"......" the Olympics, it's really like this!

The emperor, who suddenly felt as if he was a little illiterate, was depressed again.

He Xiaoqiao suddenly stood up at this time, walked up to him and looked him up and down curiously, with naked research in his eyes, Jiang Mufeng couldn't help but have goosebumps, and hurriedly retreated without saying a word.

"Ten...... Aunt Seventeen, what are you doing? ”

Yu Yue was hesitating whether to go up to help her boss block it, but she saw He Xiaoqiao circling Jiang Mufeng twice with interest, and suddenly said, "I heard that you have a phobia of the opposite sex, and you feel uncomfortable as soon as you get close to a woman?" ”

Yu Yue came down with a cold sweat, and hurriedly retreated without a trace, trying to shrink herself into a circle and hide in a dark corner.

As for the person concerned, Jiang Mufeng, he had already shocked the whole person with such a straightforward question.

it! Don't you want to change the topic so suddenly!

Looking at the seventeenth uncle on the other side, with a threatening expression of 'you dare to try it on my woman', Jiang Mufeng's teeth creaked, and he said, "Drag it out and cut it!" It was stuck in his throat like this, and in the end he could only ask Qingtian speechlessly with tears streaming down his face.

In order to be courteous and talk about his nephew's privacy as an interesting matter-

Father, what kind of wonderful brothers are you!

Seeing that Jiang Mufeng twisted his face and didn't speak, He Xiaoqiao was not afraid of death, "Isn't it?" Isn't it? ”

"...... "If Jiang Mufeng had a big aunt, he would want to spray her face now, really."

After all, he is also an emperor, the king of a country! Please respect his profession and give him some privacy and face, okay!

Seeing that he was entangled and refused to answer, He Xiaoqiao realized in his heart, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder with sympathy, "Don't worry, this kind of thing is always difficult to admit, I understand!" ”

You know the......

Jiang Mufeng's head burst with bruises, his hands clenched into fists, and he really wanted to burst into foul language.

He Xiaoqiao suddenly remembered something, and his subordinates poked and pinched his shoulder curiously, while staring at him suspiciously, "By the way, don't you let a woman touch it?" Then why didn't I react when I touched you? ”

"......" Jiang Mufeng, who had always wanted to shiver as soon as he was approached by a woman, was also stunned.

glanced at He Xiaoqiao in front of him with complicated eyes, and then thought that when she was in Yihong Courtyard, she was pinched and touched by her, but it was okay, although it can be said that she thought she was a man at first and was fine, but now she is wearing women's clothes...... Could it be that in fact, I still have to treat her as a man in my heart?

Before he could speak, He Xiaoqiao had already poked Dang Chaotianzi's shoulder as if he had been deceived, and turned his head to question Jiang Fenghao, "Didn't you say that if your nephew let a woman touch it, the consequences would be very serious?" ”

So what's going on now? Could it be that she has always underestimated herself, in fact, she also has a hidden attribute that is the instant multiplication of male hormones?

"There are always exceptions to everything, maybe it's relatives so the situation is special, after all, the Queen Mother and Jinghe are not among them." Jiang Fenghao replied briefly with a smile on his face, and while getting up, he pulled back her hand on Jiang Mufeng's shoulder without a trace, and slowly corrected it again, "In addition, it's our nephew." ”

He Xiaoqiao was stunned, and then suddenly realized, "I see! ”

Jiang Fenghao's expression was complicated, and he couldn't complain anymore about this snake spirit sick couple who didn't regard him as an emperor.

Yu Yue offered 240,000 sympathy for his master in his heart - Emperor, hold on! Dayan needs you!

Then before he finished supporting him mentally, He Xiaoqiao, one of the scourges, had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and turned his head to brush the emperor again.

"Mu Feng, women other than relatives can't be touched, so how did you survive before?"

Jiang Mufeng took a mouthful of old blood in his throat, "......"

Yu Yue secretly took out a small handkerchief and wiped the shining cold sweat on the door of her brain, and sneaked back into the dark corner to hide.

So He Xiaoqiao continued his journey of death with great joy, "Relying on both hands alone is too much...... Anyway, there are so many eunuchs and guards in the palace, and there are a lot of good-looking ones, and it's a miracle that you haven't been bent yet. ”

A man who can deliberately go to Yihong Courtyard to see Lan Xin, and look at it like a fascination, must still be straight - at least psychologically.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, but when he put it together with the two words in front of him, Jiang Mufeng also knew that it would definitely not be a good word.

"Aunt Seventeen, I'm normal!"

The accentuated tone and angry face made it easy to think that this person was trying to cover up the facts, so He Xiaoqiao simply ignored it.

All that came to mind were the characters and jokes of the rose novels that I had read before, and my eyes had begun to automatically match Jiang Mufeng with CP candidates.

Sure that Jiang Mufeng should not be serious enough to like the rootless old man, He Xiaoqiao automatically ignored the Yu Gonggong in the corner, and then looked at the coldness holding the sword at the door, and his eyes lit up.

Dwarf oil, this person is well chosen!

Not to mention the tall and sturdy standard hanger, the nose bridge is high, the hands are slender, and the fingertips are thick, not bad! Looking at this face, Xiao Lengling must be not small, and he will definitely be able to meet Jiang Mufeng's needs.

Leng Ling over there stared at He Xiaoqiao for a long time, and the whole person gradually changed from indifference to cramped and uneasy, his face was paralyzed and his face twitched without a trace, and he shrank to the side in fear, trying to let the door panel block him.

If he knew that He Xiaoqiao was assessing the size of his little brother, it was estimated that he would be able to spurt out a mouthful of old blood on the spot without limit.

The more I look at it, the more I feel like a good match!

In an instant, the master and servant had been stripped naked and put together in several hot poses in different places, He Xiaoqiao smashed his mouth, and wanted to touch a pen to write a little Yan book, the name is "Those Things on the Dragon Bed - Love Over Time".

Jiang Mufeng felt a chill on his back for the Nth time today, even if He Xiaoqiao's ill-intentioned gaze was not directed at him, it still made him feel a lot of pressure and something was going to be bad.

"Ahem! Seventeen aunts, you ...... What are you looking at? ”

He Xiaoqiao looked at Jiang Fenghao, who was holding his chin with one hand and smiling silently, blinked, and turned back to Jiang Mufeng with a brilliant smile, "Good nephew, can you take me to see your dragon bed?" ”

These words were so exciting that three of the four men inside and outside the house changed their faces on the spot, and the only one who was quite calm was Jiang Fenghao, who had long been accustomed to his daughter-in-law and did not like to play cards according to reason.

Yu Yue's father-in-law hit the wall with his head, and he almost didn't roll his eyes on the spot with a breath in his throat.

Jiang Mufeng, who was the party concerned, sat down on the chair in a cold sweat, his hands grabbed the armrests and his eyes widened, and his handsome face turned pale.

"What?!" See...... Look at his dragon bed?

turned his head violently to look at Jiang Fenghao, who was completely marginalized and only supported his daughter-in-law behind the boss, but saw him sitting on the chair, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked and the smile became more and more cordial and profound.

Jiang Mufeng's face changed several times, and finally in order to continue to live as an emperor, for the sake of his dragon skin and millet, he shook his head decisively and vigorously, and resolutely and resolutely rejected He Xiaoqiao's ruthless, unjust, and unreasonable request-

"Seventeen aunts, I have the glazed heavenly fire that has just been paid tribute in the Western Regions, do you want to go and have a look?"

Changing the topic and playing Tai Chi by the way, Jiang Mufeng was deeply moved by his wit.

Jiang Fenghao sneered, the meaning was unknown, but obviously the brain circuit was not very normal He Xiaoqiao...... Hooked.

"Where?"

Jiang Mufeng instantly had a feeling of wanting to cry bitterly, and sure enough, the seventeenth aunt who was still cute was more likable!

"It's not far from the next door, I'll take you right away...... Go and see Uncle Seventeen! ”

"Let's go!"

Having completely forgotten that he was going to visit the dragon bed and then write a book about becoming a god and a master, He Xiaoqiao followed Jiang Mufeng and went out.

Jiang Fenghao pressed his hand to his eyebrows and sighed lightly, but with a calm expression on his face, he got up with a calm expression of 'I already knew it would be like this', and slowly walked on his two long legs to catch up with his daughter-in-law, whose nerves were occasionally thicker than the steel cable.

So the group inexplicably temporarily diverted to the main hall that is said to be enshrined in the glazed heavenly fire, and had a friendly visit for more than half an hour.

After that, in order to send away the two big Buddhas who wanted to die, Jiang Mufeng tearfully asked someone to collect a lot of strange and interesting and valuable things in the palace, and offered them very flatteringly to make He Xiaoqiao happy, just begging her to finish picking and leaving quickly, and stop standing with his seventeenth uncle to mutilate his fragile nerves.

He Xiaoqiao and Jiang Fenghao have the same smell, they are both bandits, and they are not polite to Jiang Mufeng, under the guidance of Jiang Fenghao, pick and pick and take away the previous ones, and then take a stack of blank paper and let Jiang Mufeng play on it at will, it doesn't matter what you draw, but don't sign.

Jiang Mufeng had a choked expression on his face, "Aunt Seventeen, what do you want this thing for?" ”

He Xiaoqiao snatched away several more wolves that had been used on his table, and at the same time triumphantly turned back to give him popular science, "Stupid!" After your subordinates, even if it is waste paper, it is the ink treasure of the emperor of the Great Yan Kingdom! Let me tell you, if this thing is taken out, and someone guarantees it," she said, patting the arm of the 'witness' Jiang Fenghao, and said with a very business acumen, "A ticket that costs a hundred taels may be bought." In addition, there is this wolf - you think, what a face-saving thing the emperor has used to bring home! At that time, I will ask for 800 taels to ensure that everyone is rushing to ask for it, and whoever buys it will glorify his ancestors! ”

Jiang Fenghao laughed in a low voice on the side, "Lady, it's low." The emperor's Mobao took it out and sold it for one hundred taels, but with the guarantee of the husband, this waste paper ...... Sell it for three hundred taels of silver, which is more than enough. ”