Feng Shuying wanted to obediently soften and beg for mercy, but when she saw the turtle on his face, she couldn't help but chuckle.Jing Moye asked, "Are you laughing at this king?"
”Feng Shuying hurriedly said: "Don't dare!"
I just think the prince is so handsome, and I am so happy to be pressed by the prince like this. ”Jing Moye: "......" was obviously he wanted to clean her up, but he felt that he was being teased by her.His eyes were cold, and she hurriedly said: "Lord Wang, your spell can only be solved by me, calm down, calm down!"
”Jing Moye felt that since she knew about it, she wanted to go to heaven.He looked at her and said, "This king is already very calm, but he can't stand that you have been looking for death." ”"This king thinks that if you have fewer ears or eyes, it will not affect you to solve the spell for this king."
Feng Shuying: "!!!!
”She was careless, forgetting that he was a crazy critic, and that he really did this kind of thing.At this time, it was too late for her to escape or dig out the talisman.She decisively reached out and hooked his neck, touching his lips.Jing Moye: "......"
Jing Moye: "!!!!
”He endured it when she kissed his face before, and she actually ...... today The green tendons on his forehead jumped: "Bold!
”Feng Shuying said aggrievedly after seeing his expression: "My father, I like you, but I can't help it." ”Jing Moye was interrupted by her like this, and he almost didn't remember what she did to him just now.He had never seen a woman like her.He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he was afraid that if he looked at her a few more times, he would directly strangle her.Feng Shuying shouted delicately: "Lord Wang!
”Jing Moye couldn't bear it anymore, quickly got off her, sat down on the edge of the bed, and reached out to press her eyebrows.When she saw him like this, she shouted again: "Lord Wang!
”Her voice was a little more coquettish than the one just now.The green tendons in front of Jing Moye's forehead jumped a few times, and the sword in his hand was unsheathed: "Shut up!"
”The tip of the sword brushed the tip of Feng Shuying's nose, shaving off a strand of her waving hair, and the cold air made her hair stand on end.Feng Shuying was startled, knowing that he had really reached the limit this time, and didn't dare to tease his nerves again.Jing Moye looked at her obliquely: "Three days later, there will be a family banquet in the palace, and you will also participate in it then." ”After he finished speaking, he put his sword back into its sheath, turned his head and left.He was afraid that if he stayed with her any longer, he would really cut her down with a sword.Feng Shuying didn't want to enter the palace at all, so she hurriedly asked: "We haven't married yet, so it's not suitable for me to go to the royal family's family banquet, right?"
”Jing Moye looked back at her, revealing his white teeth: "Aren't you in love with this king?"
The king felt that the whole royal family had to know about it. ”He turned around and left.Feng Shuying showed the danger in his words, after all, he had seven fiancées dead.She went to the dinner party, I was afraid that she would have to play a concubine with him, and I was afraid that there would be more people who wanted to kill her at that time.She hurriedly shouted: "Lord Wang!
”Jing Moye didn't look back this time, but threw something to hit her.She reacted quickly and lay directly on the bed, hearing something fly over her head.By the time she got up again, the others were already far away.Feng Shuying said softly: "I really didn't mean it, I just wanted to remind you that there is a king eight on your face and two turtles." ”Qiao Ling floated out and said, "Miss, when you hear this, it's an afterthought, and there is no sincerity at all." ”Feng Shuying grinned: "He asked me to go to the royal family's family banquet, which means that he won't really gouge out my eyes and cut off my ears before this." ”Qiao Ling asked, "Why?"
”Feng Shuying replied: "He also wants face, if I am disabled, it will definitely be his face that I will lose." ”Clever Spirit: "......
It makes sense, but if you provoke him like this, aren't you afraid that he will cut you off after the family banquet?
”Feng Shuying waved his hand and said, "I'll talk about it later." ”It's a big deal, and then she'll find a way to divert his attention!
Anyway, she beat him tonight, and wrote Wang Ba on his face and drew a turtle, and she was happy in her heart.Qiao Ling looked at her with some concern.Qiao Ling is now a spirit body, a dead person, whether it is a living person or a spirit body, she has never seen anyone more courageous than Feng Shuying.Feng Shuying is so bold, she doesn't know how long she can live.Feng Shuying doesn't have such troubles as Qiaoling, anyway, she is not a master who can be angry.It's obvious that Jing Moye has a request for her, but he still wants to bully her and pinch her, why!
He didn't look like he was begging, so she taught him what it should be!
After Jing Moye came out of Feng Shuying's house, he reached out and touched his lips, his brows furrowed slightly.When she kissed him on the face before, he felt that her lips were soft.But the feeling that day was not the same as when she kissed her lips today.What was the difference, he didn't understand for a while, he only knew that his mood today was up and down by her, and he couldn't figure out what he was thinking.He knew that he wasn't as angry as he was in front of her, but he wanted her to know that he wasn't that angry, otherwise she would ride on top of him next time.After his mood calmed down a little, he stepped back to the palace in the moonlight, and Changshi Qin Zhijian was stunned when he saw him.He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so he could only forcibly hold back a smile and ask, "Lord Wang, where have you been today?"
”Jing Moye saw that his expression was wrong, so he asked, "What's wrong?"
”Qin Zhijian coughed lightly and said, "I'll go and get a basin of water for the prince to wash his face." ”When Jing Moye remembered Feng Shuying's smile at him, he went back to the room directly to get a bronze mirror.He only glanced at himself in the mirror and buckled the bronze mirror, then took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Feng!
Sparse!
Shadow!
”Qin Zhijian personally came in with water and said, "Lord Wang, wash your face!"
”Jing Moye washed three basins of water before washing the red cinnabar on his face.Qin Zhijian saw that his face was not good, he didn't dare to ask anything, and after pouring water for him, he was ready to leave.Jing Moye said in a deep voice: "Tonight's events are not allowed to be spread. ”Qin Zhijian smiled: "I know, don't worry, no one will know except me." ”After he finished speaking, he really couldn't control his gossip, and he asked, "What kind of divine is so powerful that he can draw these things on the prince's face?"
”Jing Moye's eye knife flew towards him, and he hurriedly made a gesture to shut up.It's just that although he didn't ask about it again, he became more curious about the person who painted these things on Jing Moye's face.He was the companion of the first emperor for Jing Moye, and the two have known each other for many years and know each other very well.He couldn't know what kind of character Jing Moye was, even if someone in the royal family drew such a thing on his face, he might chop people up with his backhand.