Feng Yan sneered, "Wait and see what happens." ”

Inside the Three Kings' Palace.

Ah You glanced at Ah Zuo, "You have a sick head, aren't you?" ”

Ah Zuo snorted coldly, "The prince is in a coma now, you don't have to think crookedly, and our prince is not well." ”

Ah You sneered, "Don't worry, I won't kill Chang Geyue." ”

Ah Zuo's heart sank, "All the free prince is in charge, you take it easy, if you go the wrong way, the prince may not be able to protect you." ”

Ah You snorted lightly, "You think I'm a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?" Joke! What if I die for the sake of the prince. ”

Ah Zuo's nose was crooked, "Don't you think it's better for you to live for the sake of the prince?" ”

A right language stop.

Ah Zuo threw up his sleeves angrily and went out, Ah You will entertain the Nine Kings? It's problematic to think about.

So when Ah Zuo found the housekeeper of the tragedy, the housekeeper was trembling, "The right master ordered to add a small amount of blue pollen to the meal." ”

Blue face pollen?

Ah You is crazy.

Although the blue face pollen is colorless and tasteless, but after taking it for a long time, it can make people's martial arts slowly collapse, it seems that Ah You has made up his mind to use this long drunk breeze to heal the prince to plan for Feng Yan's life.

It's just—is Feng Yan so easy to kill?

As soon as Feng Yan dies, Mobei will rebel, can the current Zongzheng royal family withstand the coup of the vassal king?

And this is the situation that Feng Yan is really dead, if Feng Yan is plotted but can't die with one blow, Ah You doesn't know how much trouble this will cause to the prince.

Ah Zuo gritted his teeth fiercely, but at this time, Zong Zheng Moxing slowly woke up.

I don't know what Ah Zuo and Zong Zheng Moxing said, but Chang Geyue and Drunk Qingfeng have never seen Ah You in Zong Zheng Moxing's mansion.

In the Changge Mansion, the drunk breeze looked at Changge Yue shyly, "I did my best when you destroyed the flowers with your hot hands!" ”

Changgeyue frowned, spicy hands to destroy flowers?

Is it warm?

Chang Geyue's aesthetic sense of drunken breeze was slightly worried in her heart, and then nodded, "So? ”

"So you promised to help me pursue the matter of calligraphy and painting! Yes! "Drunk Qingfeng pinched his waist, and he couldn't wait to strangle Changgeyue.

And Feng Di, who was leisurely drinking tea on the side, was leisurely. "Be kind to the king's woman."

Drunk Qingfeng's little heart trembled, and then adjusted the speed of speech, "People don't care, the two goods of Sibao are in pairs, I'm still single, no matter, Changgeyue, you have to be in charge of me." ”

Now he is taking care of Lou Xinqian in Jiuyuan every day, and I don't see him at all.

Anyway, it can be regarded as a shared hardship, why is that woman so ruthless.

Chang Geyue was shocked by the so-called "politeness" of the drunken breeze, leaned back in awe, and said, "Did you say everything I taught you last time?" ”

Drunk Qingfeng nodded, and then looked at Chang Geyue with some suspicion, "I just said it, and the calligraphy and painting began to disappear from me." ”

Chang Geyue nodded, "The calligraphy and painting didn't say a word to you?" She didn't believe it.

Drunk Qingfeng tried hard to reminisce, and then said sadly, "She said that she should think about it and don't see each other recently." ”

Changgeyue was drunk with a clear breeze, in her opinion, this is already a qualitative leap, you must know that calligraphy and painting are escaped from marriage, and now it is good to think about it.

Drunk Qingfeng was angry and ruined, "Anyway, it's all going to get married, what else do you want to think!" "Sooner or later it's not his woman.

I really don't understand women.

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