Jing Moye: "......"

The hand he was about to slash at the back of her neck stopped in mid-air.

He said with a dark face: "Feng Shuying! ”

Feng Shuying also kissed the other side of his face: "I understand, if you kiss the prince's face, if you don't kiss the other side, the prince's other face will be angry." ”

Jing Moye: "......"

She has so many crooked reasoning.

He pondered in his heart whether to kill her directly, so as not to be angry with her.

Feng Shuying's hand under the quilt pinched a meditation trick and smashed it on his body, he felt a stronger sleepiness, and his killing intent towards her faded.

He struck her in the back of the neck with a knife, and she cursed and fainted.

With some disgust, he dragged her off his body and threw her on the inside of the bed, closing his eyes and sleeping.

Feng Shuying woke up after a while, and found that she didn't have a quilt on her body at all, so she decisively got into the quilt.

It was only when she got into it that he kicked out: "Don't be next to this king." ”

Feng Shuying almost exploded when she heard this, the bed is hers, the quilt is hers, she can't sleep yet, what is the reason!

She turned her head to look at him, and he closed his eyes, and she glared at him fiercely, and then punched at him, and he couldn't see anyway!

He said coldly: "If you don't lie down and sleep, this king will help you sleep." ”

Feng Shuying hurriedly said: "Don't dare to drive the prince, I'll sleep by myself!" ”

There was no spare bedding in her room, and she silently swore in her heart:

One day, she will make him like her, and then she kicks him out of the bed and doesn't allow him to sleep with her!

When she lay down, she felt a little cold and gently put her feet under the covers.

He didn't respond, and her body moved in his direction, putting her calves under the covers.

He still didn't respond, so she leaned in his direction and put her thighs under the covers.

Jing Moye's patience ran out, and when she was about to kick her, she hugged his thigh and said, "Lord Wang, I beg you, let me sleep with you!" ”

Jing Moye: "......"

No one had ever dared to hug his thighs like this!

The point was that she was holding in a slightly awkward position, hugging the base of his thigh.

It was too sensitive, and every time she moved, it was a big provocation to him.

He said coldly, "Let it go!" ”

Feng Shuying didn't feel the embarrassment at all at this time, she said obediently: "I swear, I sleep very well, I don't grind my teeth, I don't snore!" ”

Jing Moye couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to split her.

She was prepared this time, quickly let go, and jumped out of bed: "Lord Wang, if you have something to say, don't move your hands and feet!" ”

Jing Moye's peach blossom eyes had no temperature at all, the brilliance of the oil lamp was warm, but his whole person was as cold as a thousand years of ice, and he was full of murderous aura under the oil lamp.

Feng Shuying was afraid that he would slash her with a sword, so she didn't dare to provoke him again.

She took out a few winter jackets from the wardrobe and spread them on the stool: "Lord Wang, please sleep, the bed is for you, the quilt is for you, all for you!" ”

Jing Moye felt sleepy, snorted coldly, ignored her anymore, and fell asleep.

Sleeping on a stool must not be as comfortable as the bed, Feng Shuying couldn't sleep, she wondered in her heart if she should take advantage of his sleep in the middle of the night and chop him with a knife?

As soon as she had this idea, before her feet touched the ground, Jing Moye's voice came: "If you dare to go to the ground, this king will chop off your legs." ”

Feng Shuying obediently retracted her legs, pretending that nothing had happened.

The plan to kill him while he was sleeping went bankrupt.

No matter how uncomfortable the stool is, she has to sleep too.

She woke up the next morning, Jing Moye was already gone, and she slept with a sore back and leg cramps.

She grinded her teeth and scolded: "It's really a serious illness, I don't sleep in my own bed, so I came over and grabbed my bed to sleep!" ”

"It's okay to grab my bed to sleep, and if you murder me, it's a loss of conscience!"

It's just that she thinks that Jing Moye was originally the biggest villain in the book, she was originally cruel and vicious, and she lost her conscience, and she felt that she had been scolded in vain.

Someone knocked at the door: "Miss Cousin, someone has come to the palace, take you into the palace to thank you." ”

Feng Shuying was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that after the original owner and Jing Moye were given marriage, according to the rules, she was going to enter the palace to thank her.

It's just that as soon as the original owner was given marriage, she immediately eloped with Chen Yansheng, and then she crossed over and forgot about it directly.

She immediately said, "Got it, I'll wash up and come." ”

The person at the door urged her: "Miss Cousin, hurry up, don't let the father-in-law in the palace wait for a long time." ”

Feng Shuying responded perfunctorily, rubbed her arms and legs, changed into a suit of clothes, and came out after washing up casually.

It was a maid in Fahrenheit's room who called her at the door, and frowned at the sight of her.

The servant girl wanted to reprimand her like before, but she just thought about the slashed Hua and Zhu Pozi's eldest son, so she endured it again.

They walked forward, and when they passed the big kitchen, it happened that Mrs. Zhu was picking vegetables at the door of the big kitchen.

As soon as Mrs. Zhu saw her, her face was very ugly, and she couldn't wait to come over and tear her up.

It's just that the last incident left a deep impression on Mrs. Zhu, so she didn't dare to act rashly, she wanted to pretend that she didn't see Feng Shuying.

Bifeng Shuying also greeted Mrs. Zhu with a smile: "Aunt Zhu, your complexion looks very good!" ”

The maid glanced at Mrs. Zhu, she was haggard because of the death of her eldest son, she had recently lost more than ten pounds, and her face was also yellow, which had nothing to do with her good complexion.

Mrs. Zhu ignored her with a cold face.

She smiled again and said, "But although Aunt Zhu's complexion is good, her luck is not good." ”

"I look at your face, your Yin Hall is black, your life palace is dark, there may be a catastrophe of life and death in the near future, you have to be careful."

After she said this, Zhu Pozi's life palace, which was originally only three points dark, suddenly became five points.

Mrs. Zhu couldn't bear it anymore: "Miss Cousin, let's take care of yourself, I'm afraid that if you die, the old woman won't die." ”

Feng Shuying raised her eyebrows slightly: "Then let's try it." ”

Mrs. Zhu's life has changed so much because of her words, which is enough to show that Mrs. Zhu's life and death are related to her.

In other words, Mrs. Zhu wanted to kill her.

The green tendons in front of Mrs. Zhu's forehead jumped, and the maid was afraid that they would fight here, so she hurriedly said, "Miss Cousin, let's go!" ”

"Madame and the father-in-law in the palace have been waiting for you for a long time, you have to enter the palace as soon as possible."

Feng Shuying glanced at Mrs. Zhu and said, "Aunt Zhu, I'll wait for you!" ”

After she finished speaking, she was too lazy to take care of Mrs. Zhu, who was so angry that her face turned purple, she chuckled lightly and turned to leave.

As soon as she left, Mrs. Zhu was so angry that she carried a knife and slashed at the board, cutting the board in half.

She gritted her teeth and said: "Feng Shuying, I will avenge the murder of the son!" ”

"You're just an orphan girl with nothing, you were lucky last time, I don't believe you'll have such good luck next time!"