Flame Ghost Eye

Chapter 184 Who is the target
"I said egg, why are you swollen and then broken? Song Shaoming's egg is worth a thousand taels of gold. Although your egg is not worth that much, it is still worth eight dollars! It's a pity...it's a pity... "Yunfeng picked up the two eggs, just in time to face Shangjun Wuqing's dark face, and grinned, "My lord..."

"What are you doing?"

Yunfeng rolled his eyes, and immediately handed the egg in the bowl to Jun Wuqing, "My lord, your egg fell to the ground and broke, so this servant..."

"Yunfeng, you shut the door and think about it." Jun Wuqing gritted his silver teeth and roared, the egg was broken, damn it, this woman must have done it on purpose.

Jun Wuqing went crazy, went crazy, now when he sees Yunfeng, he can't help but helplessly touch his forehead and sigh, even Wuyi is secretly sweating, this girl Yun is so powerful, she can actually make the prince so impetuous.

As soon as Yunfeng returned to the room, he found an unexpected guest in the room, Jinghong stood there respectfully in his servant's clothes, "Master."

"Is the injury healed?" Jun Wuqing said that he was assassinated and disappeared for five days. If he said nothing, the ghost would believe it.

When Yunfeng mentioned that night, Jinghong's face turned red unexpectedly, "It's much better."
Thinking of that night, Jinghong couldn't help but shed a cold sweat, seeing Yunfeng's surprised and curious expression, he had no choice but to tell Yunfeng what happened that night.

That night, both Jinghong and Jun Wuqing were ambushed. In a stone forest formation, poisonous miasma spread. After Jinghong was injured, Jun Wuqing ran away with him in his arms. Along the way, many dead men chased and killed him.

Jinghong was injured and woke up from a coma, and saw Jun Wuqing was about to take off her clothes, and immediately scolded, "What are you doing?"

Jun Wuqing frowned, "You are injured, if you don't suck out the poison, it will hurt your meridians."

"No problem." Jinghong refused coldly.

Jun Wuqing looked at her face away from the past, and tentatively said, "You are not shy, are you? Everyone is a man, and I have what you have..."

"You are Duanxiu." The implication is very clear.

The veins on Jun Wuqing's forehead kept throbbing, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently, "This king is not a broken sleeve, and this king is only looking at your shoulder injury."

Jinghong couldn't stand the excessive blood loss, and passed out again. Fortunately, his skin was fair on weekdays, and his shoulder was injured, and it was dark, so Jun Wuqing didn't find out that it was a woman. When he woke up, he had already bandaged it Although he had a wound, he was still groggy, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Jun Wuqing's outstretched hand.

"What do you want to do?"

Jun Wuqing hooked his lips, "I am really curious about what kind of man you are. Sometimes you are cold and heartless, sometimes you are shy like a woman, and even your body is like a woman's."

"You are the bitch, and your whole family is bitch."

Jun Wuqing snorted softly, "But this king is a real man, but you, why do you keep wearing a mask?"

"My son has been under the master's door since he was a child. He has never shown his true face to others. He once made a rule that the first person who sees my true face will be my partner. He will be my partner for the rest of his life. If the prince wants to see it, unless you want to sit Realize the name of Lord Longyang."

"So, it's my king's offense."

After listening to what Jinghong said, Yunfeng raised his eyebrows with a smile that was not a smile, "So you almost used my name to make a private appointment with others for life?"

Jing Hong's pretty face flushed, and said awkwardly, "Master."

"I heard that you met an assassin that night, and the person who came was targeting me?" A cold voice suddenly sounded, and the woman who was smiling like a flower a moment ago suddenly suppressed all the playful smiles, and replaced them with a gloomy expression. His eyes were cold, but there was a hint of questioning.

(End of this chapter)