Cloud painting

Chapter 180 The Wrath of Yunhua (6)

The sun shines on several people through the shattered windows, adding a touch of warmth.

Mo Qianmin chuckled and said, "Huahua, why don't you visit the palace tonight, after all, you have done this more than once or twice."

The incident of Feng Yunhua's night visits to the Northern Qi Palace and the Blood Sand Demon Palace is still deeply in my memory, and I will never forget it!

Feng Yunhua's face immediately turned half dark: "Don't mention it."

Mo Qianmin covered her mouth and sniggered.

Xilinmo also knew that Mo Qianmin said these words to make Feng Yunhua happy, so he immediately said, "Visiting the palace at night is too frightening after all. Sister Qianmin, do you have a better way?"

Mo Qianmin immediately corrected his expression, and said methodically: "Xilinmo, you have many forces under you, let them go to the palace to visit. Jinjin, you are going to visit the Queen of Nanyue as the regent princess of the Western Qing Dynasty, Huahua, you will wait here information."

The couple Xilinmo and Feng Jinjin naturally agreed: "No problem."

Feng Yunhua frowned, if she could, she would like to go too.

Seeing this, Mo Qianmin took Feng Yunhua's hand and said seriously, "Hua, you are not alone."

Feng Yunhua was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "Thank you, I have you."

——Thank you for allowing me to meet so many friends.

Sister Mo Qianmin patted Feng Yunhua on the shoulder, and said with great loyalty: "Silly Hua, we are all your friends, why are you so polite!"

Feng Yunhua's face darkened again, "Mo Qianmin, what did you call me?"

Mo Qianmin touched his nose, then shook his head: "Did I say anything? I didn't say anything."

Downstairs, a woman's loud voice came: "Young master, what's wrong with me? Follow me, you can wear gold and silver, eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and you won't be wronged at all."

Then came a voice as cold as the cold wind: "Please get out of the way!"

The people upstairs were taken aback, isn't this Feng Cang's voice?
"What trouble did Xiao Cang encounter?" Feng Yunhua frowned and said.

Mo Qianmin opened the door and looked downstairs.

The rest of the people followed and also looked downstairs.

There was only one woman, wearing a blue dress, her black hair fell down to her shoulders, tall and tall, with a bright smile on her unattractive face.

She stopped Feng Cang who was dressed in white and had a cold face, looking like a ruffian from a rich family.

The people who watched the excitement next to them pointed and pointed.

"This son is really unlucky to meet such an overlord."

"However, he was really born to be a country and a city. If it were me, I would also want to marry him back home."

"Cut, just you? Don't even look at yourself, are you worthy of others?"

"Why don't you deserve it? Seeing that young master doesn't wear a veil when he goes out, it really ruins the face of the man in the boudoir! Maybe he came out of a brothel, and if he marries me, it will still tarnish me!"

"..."

Listening to everyone's discussion, Feng Cang's face became more and more cold, looking at the woman, his eyes were burning with anger.

Mo Qianmin's eyes were obscure, and he frowned in dissatisfaction.

"My lord, have you thought about it? Follow me, and I will redeem you." The woman thought that the man in front of her was really a brothel prostitute.

Mo Qianmin, who was watching the play, couldn't bear it anymore, and said loudly, "Who wants to go with you! He's mine!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Qianmin went downstairs with a "dongdong", stopped in front of Feng Cang, and looked coldly at the woman in front of her.

The woman was surprised for a while: "The young master has a wife? No wonder the young master doesn't want to go with me."

Mo Qianmin was confused: "What kind of wife? I'm not his wife."

(End of this chapter)