Nongmen's Charming Girl: The evil prince keeps chasing
Chapter 312 Has anyone told you that you deserve a beating?
Chapter 312 Has anyone told you that you deserve a beating?
"No!" Situ Moyuan expressed his objection with a dark face.
"Ninth Prince, why are you like this? The starling came all the way to help, and he was too tired to walk. What's the matter with Brother Lan? Isn't it your daughter-in-law?"
Situ Moyuan smoked from his seven orifices, and his little heart suffered a critical blow of [-] points, brat, can you suffocate you if you don't open your mouth?
As soon as Feng lowered his eyes, there was nothing to love in life, it's over, the little brother is mighty, doesn't the master regard Miss Lan as his own wife?
Zhifeng curled her lips, her face full of disgust: "Ninth Prince, it's time for you to deal with official business, oh, yes, by the way, ask someone to deliver some food, you don't know how to hurt others, and you still want to ask for a wife? It's not dark yet... ..."
The accompanying guards wished they hadn't followed, two large words flashed in their minds, it's over!
They seem to have heard the secret of the Ninth Prince, will they be dealt with secretly?
That's it!
The Ninth Prince... likes Feng Shen Doctor...
cough cough...
Situ Moyuan didn't know yet, but with Zhifeng's words, the soldiers in the barracks automatically made up their minds, and rumors of strange things came out.
Situ Moyuan resisted the urge to beat someone: "Wind Doctor..."
"Lord Ninth, Junior Brother will be taken care of by us, so don't worry about it." Nangong Jin said without hesitation, picked up Huangfu Zhilan and walked away quickly.
Goro: "..."
Nangong, that's too much, I'm the real brother, the real brother!
Zhifeng chuckled, and handed the small medicine box to Wulang: "Senior brother, I'm hungry, hurry up and follow me."
Wu Lang looked at Zhi Feng who was bouncing around, the wind was messy, and he realized that the brat's elbows were turning outward.
Zhifeng looked back, and cast a provocative glance at Situ Moyuan: "Hey, Ninth Prince, what a pitiful person..."
Feng Yi casts his eyes on the ground in admiration, and his little ancestor is mighty.
"Are you free? Go, let me find out who this... brat is?" Situ Moyuan was on the verge of going berserk, resisting the urge to beat someone, and flung his sleeves away.
The wind is messy in the wind, why is it always me who gets hurt?
Huangfu Holland was indeed a little tired, leaning against Nangong Jin's arms, slightly closing his eyes, his thoughts drifted away.
The corners of Nangong Jin's mouth curled up in a happy mood, Feng'er was such a godly assist, it would be good to have more opportunities like this.
"You rest first, I'll call you when the meal is done." Nangong Jin gently put Huangfu Zhilan on the bed, and said softly.
Huangfu Zhilan didn't have the energy to speak, she waved her little hand, turned over, and was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open.
Nangong Jin helped Huangfu Zhilan take off her shoes, covered her with the quilt, and cleaned up the leftovers on the table.
As soon as Wulang and Zhifeng came in, they saw such a warm scene, and had the illusion that they were superfluous...
Not to mention, the food in the military camp is not generally bad. After half an hour, two dishes and one soup were delivered. The steamed buns were hard and the dishes were cold...
Zhifeng slapped the table: "Hmph, you're too much of a bully! Old rascal!"
Huangfu Zhilan woke up leisurely, and chuckled: "Feng'er, you can't hold your breath anymore?"
"Brother...they clearly did it on purpose, Feng'er just...felt sorry for you..." Zhifeng clenched her fists tightly: "Brother, wait, Feng'er will deal with them one day."
"Well, why are you still standing there?" Huangfu Zhilan gave a doting smile, and with Wulang's support, she walked to the table.
Goro finally had a chance to serve his sister, and he smiled innocently.
"Senior Brother Yun, why do you laugh so silly?" Zhi Feng's innocent eyes fell on Wu Lang's face.
Wu Lang's smile froze: "Feng'er, did someone tell you that you deserve a beating?"
"No? Feng'er watches the sky at night, senior brother Yun's Yintang is dark, I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster..."
(End of this chapter)
"No!" Situ Moyuan expressed his objection with a dark face.
"Ninth Prince, why are you like this? The starling came all the way to help, and he was too tired to walk. What's the matter with Brother Lan? Isn't it your daughter-in-law?"
Situ Moyuan smoked from his seven orifices, and his little heart suffered a critical blow of [-] points, brat, can you suffocate you if you don't open your mouth?
As soon as Feng lowered his eyes, there was nothing to love in life, it's over, the little brother is mighty, doesn't the master regard Miss Lan as his own wife?
Zhifeng curled her lips, her face full of disgust: "Ninth Prince, it's time for you to deal with official business, oh, yes, by the way, ask someone to deliver some food, you don't know how to hurt others, and you still want to ask for a wife? It's not dark yet... ..."
The accompanying guards wished they hadn't followed, two large words flashed in their minds, it's over!
They seem to have heard the secret of the Ninth Prince, will they be dealt with secretly?
That's it!
The Ninth Prince... likes Feng Shen Doctor...
cough cough...
Situ Moyuan didn't know yet, but with Zhifeng's words, the soldiers in the barracks automatically made up their minds, and rumors of strange things came out.
Situ Moyuan resisted the urge to beat someone: "Wind Doctor..."
"Lord Ninth, Junior Brother will be taken care of by us, so don't worry about it." Nangong Jin said without hesitation, picked up Huangfu Zhilan and walked away quickly.
Goro: "..."
Nangong, that's too much, I'm the real brother, the real brother!
Zhifeng chuckled, and handed the small medicine box to Wulang: "Senior brother, I'm hungry, hurry up and follow me."
Wu Lang looked at Zhi Feng who was bouncing around, the wind was messy, and he realized that the brat's elbows were turning outward.
Zhifeng looked back, and cast a provocative glance at Situ Moyuan: "Hey, Ninth Prince, what a pitiful person..."
Feng Yi casts his eyes on the ground in admiration, and his little ancestor is mighty.
"Are you free? Go, let me find out who this... brat is?" Situ Moyuan was on the verge of going berserk, resisting the urge to beat someone, and flung his sleeves away.
The wind is messy in the wind, why is it always me who gets hurt?
Huangfu Holland was indeed a little tired, leaning against Nangong Jin's arms, slightly closing his eyes, his thoughts drifted away.
The corners of Nangong Jin's mouth curled up in a happy mood, Feng'er was such a godly assist, it would be good to have more opportunities like this.
"You rest first, I'll call you when the meal is done." Nangong Jin gently put Huangfu Zhilan on the bed, and said softly.
Huangfu Zhilan didn't have the energy to speak, she waved her little hand, turned over, and was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open.
Nangong Jin helped Huangfu Zhilan take off her shoes, covered her with the quilt, and cleaned up the leftovers on the table.
As soon as Wulang and Zhifeng came in, they saw such a warm scene, and had the illusion that they were superfluous...
Not to mention, the food in the military camp is not generally bad. After half an hour, two dishes and one soup were delivered. The steamed buns were hard and the dishes were cold...
Zhifeng slapped the table: "Hmph, you're too much of a bully! Old rascal!"
Huangfu Zhilan woke up leisurely, and chuckled: "Feng'er, you can't hold your breath anymore?"
"Brother...they clearly did it on purpose, Feng'er just...felt sorry for you..." Zhifeng clenched her fists tightly: "Brother, wait, Feng'er will deal with them one day."
"Well, why are you still standing there?" Huangfu Zhilan gave a doting smile, and with Wulang's support, she walked to the table.
Goro finally had a chance to serve his sister, and he smiled innocently.
"Senior Brother Yun, why do you laugh so silly?" Zhi Feng's innocent eyes fell on Wu Lang's face.
Wu Lang's smile froze: "Feng'er, did someone tell you that you deserve a beating?"
"No? Feng'er watches the sky at night, senior brother Yun's Yintang is dark, I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster..."
(End of this chapter)
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