Love in Xuancheng

"Of course it was done with the princess." Feng moye slightly raised his eyebrows. Don't you know why the king is angry? Is it true or false?

Shen Xingyue was crazy and reached out to pull off the eye-catching cover, ready to have a good theory with the boy. As a result, before touching the edge of the cover, he was clamped by the wind moye who flashed over.

"You can't take it before you worship the hall. If you want to take it, you can only take it yourself!" he looked serious and overbearing, and didn't allow anyone to object.

Shen Xingyue disagreed and argued, "the cover is so transparent that it doesn't make much difference if it's not covered!"

"Princess can have a good rest?" Feng moye didn't want to pester gaitou.

"Oh, OK." can't you? I've slept for most of the day. Besides, I'm sorry I didn't have a good rest!

"Then let's go to the hall. It's not good for everyone to wait for a long time." then he stretched out his hand and hugged Shen Xingyue, who was stupid because of indigestion, and strode out.

"Hey! I have a good rest, you put me down quickly, I will go myself!" Shen Xingyue, who finally calmed down, began to struggle. Still holding? You don't feel ashamed, I still feel ashamed!

Don't ignore the wind!

"The wind is evil!" there was anger in his voice.

Wind moye pretends to be deaf and dumb!

"Eleven cheap!" Shen Xingyue's temple was stimulated by Feng moye's attitude. She stretched out her hand and grabbed Feng moye's ear and angrily said, "put me down!"

"The princess really forgot the pain after the scar!" Feng moye stopped. "Would you rather waste your feet than compromise with the king? Why don't you stop when you sprain? Why do you have to bear it and continue to walk? Why do you want to hide it?" asked one after another. The more you asked, the more angry you became, but Shen Xingyue didn't find any flames in his eyes. Some were just sad and helpless.

"The wind is not evil" -- Shen Xingyue didn't understand and called softly. "It doesn't hurt, just twist it. It doesn't matter, you see!" he said and shook it a few times to show Feng moye.

Feng moye was silent and held Shen Xingyue's hand tightly. For a long time, he said, "is it good for the king to cure himself?"

"Look, you said it yourself! Then put me down!"

"It just doesn't hurt. It's not so fast!" Feng moye paused and said, "that road is not an ordinary mud road. Once you get hurt there, the power of complaining will take the opportunity to gnaw at your muscles and bones. If you don't push back in time, you'll wait to be gnawed into a loser with only flesh and blood. This is the prohibition of the ancestors of the royal family of the upper Qiong state, in order to punish the children who don't learn and have no skills."

Shen Xingyue murmured "too insidious!" in fear. She felt her hair stand up and her whole body is cold. She stretched out her hand to surround Feng moye's neck, tight and tight. She tried to keep her body close to Feng moye, hoping to absorb more warmth.

Feng moye bowed his head and gently pasted Shen Xingyue's side face. He whispered in her ear, "don't be afraid! There is a king! Don't be afraid!" his voice was deep and thick, which made people feel inexplicably safe.

"Master!" Luo Chen came to hug his fist and salute, "but do you want to arrange a chapel?"

"Hmm!" said Feng moye, raising his feet and walking towards the front yard.

As soon as we stepped into the front yard, we saw that Feng moye appeared from a distance. One by one, we stood up from our seats, gently pulled the collar, tidied up the belt, and gently stroked the folds of the clothes... It was like meeting a very important and sacred big man respected by thousands of people.

Feng moye looked calm and walked through the crowd like a stroll into the main hall.

On both sides of the tea table in front of the altar in the main hall, there is a man in bright yellow robes on each side of the imperial chair. You don't have to know who these two are. They must be the emperor and queen of shangqiong! However, the two men's complexion was not good. They were still black and exuded the smell of "I'm very angry".