"Don't flatter me. I'm just guessing. He may not do that." He waved his hand and said, "Okay, you're scared too, so please step aside and rest."
"Thank you, Miss, for your consideration."
As soon as Xiao Shunzi left, the maid Feicui trotted in in a panic, "Little... Miss is not good!"
"What's the matter?" Seeing the maid acting recklessly, Feng Jingyun rubbed her forehead with a headache.
"Jun Mo... Emperor Feng Xiangguo snatched the slave's fan..." He was breathing heavily and his speech was unclear.
"Why did he steal your fan?" She didn't believe it at all. "Don't give him the things that the maid used, but don't give them to him. After you finish breathing, talk to him."
"Yes..." Jade patted her chest and smoothed the breath, "My slave is making anti-fetal medicine for you in the kitchen. Emperor Feng Xiangguo came in. He took the medicine from your hand and gave it to me.
The fan used by the medicine stove to fan the fire drove the servant away again. The slave was afraid that he had evil intentions and wanted to scare away the slave, and was afraid that he would poison the medicine, so he hurriedly came to report to you."
"He won't poison..."
"But……"
"It's nothing. Then you won't let him steal your fan, right?"
"He looks so fierce and evil. He is simply scarier than a ghost! I would rather see a ghost than him..."
What Jade said was right.
Feng Jingyun thought of Murong Che's real ghost. It was a world-famous and unparalleled beauty! A ghost looks so beautiful that no one can compare to it. "I know. Just leave me alone."
Son."
"You don't look too good. I'm waiting outside. I've ordered you to call me."
"Um."
…
At the same time, in the study room of an unknown house in the capital of Huanyue Kingdom, there was a portrait of a beautiful woman hanging on the wall of the study room. Jun Youqi, dressed in a purple robe, stood in front of the portrait, staring at the person in the painting for a moment.
, murmured infatuatedly, "Yun'er, we just separated, and I miss you again... What do you think I should do?"
The young servant Yuanzi stood aside, feeling very unbearable. His master was too infatuated with Miss Feng Si, so this portrait that had been hanging in the You'an Palace of the Qitian Kingdom Palace was brought all the way by his master.
It was a portrait of Miss Feng Si painted by the best painter in the palace in the past. No matter when he was in Qi Tianguo or now, the master would always look at the person in the painting for an hour, half a day, or even a day or two.
As a servant, he felt sad when he saw this. He wanted to snatch Miss Feng Si for his master so that she would never leave his master.
"Master..." After careful consideration, Yuanzi spoke cautiously, "Prince Rui is pressing too hard. For safety reasons, it's better for you to show less face."
"Hmph! It's just Murong Chenghao. In the past, whether it was strategy, martial arts, or power, he was defeated by me. He was just defeated by one of my men. Why worry about it!"
"He sent almost all the people he could mobilize to assassinate you..."
"With such an eagerness for quick success, it's no wonder that he can't achieve great things. I just deliberately made him think that I was alone, so that all the forces in the dark that were ready to move would surface and be eliminated in one fell swoop."
"The master has always been far-sighted..."
"I can't bear it anymore!" He raised his hand and touched the beautiful face of the person in the painting with his slender fingers, "Damn Murong Chenghao, there was too much noise and it prevented me from seeing Yun'er. Yun'er is going to hurry up
After giving birth...my son will be born soon, and I want to see the child born with my own eyes."
