If Mu Yunhan were present, she would definitely find that many of Dongyang Hou Tan Ji's movements were very similar to that of this beautiful young woman.
For example, that coquettish, arrogant and lazy look.
But Mu Yunhan is not here, so it does not affect the relationship between the two of them in the room.
"Madam is right, they are quite obedient and understand the rules."
Dongyang Hou secretly watched the young woman's every move from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but rehearse it over and over in his mind.
The young woman looks young, but is actually in her forties.
I don’t know what I eat or how I take care of myself, but I look like I’m not even thirty yet.
How great would it be if he could always maintain such beauty?
Your Majesty will definitely be reluctant to part with him.
Dongyang Hou thought and couldn't help but reach out and touch his face.
A hand with bright red kodan and white skin pinched his chin hard and forced him to raise his head.
The young woman's beautiful dark eyes stared into his, and she smiled like a cat catching a mouse: "Envy me? Do you want to imitate me? Do you still want His Majesty to love you forever and for a long time?"
"I don't, I don't dare." Dongyang Hou quickly defended, but he didn't dare to struggle at all. A young woman pinched his chin.
"Silly!" The young woman lowered her head and kissed his face gently with her plump and soft lips, leaving a layer of delicate rouge.
She bent her thumb, gently wiped away the traces of rouge for him, and whispered: "You came to me, didn't you just want to join forces with me to deal with Concubine Li Gui and Jiang Mo?"
Dongyang Hou blushed and gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, I hope Madam will fulfill my wish!"
"Oh, Chengquan?" The young woman suddenly waved her hand and gave him a loud slap in the face, and said with a smile: "You want me to Chengquan you now?
When we were in Xiaofengshan, I went out of my way to give you a face so that you could earn pocket money, but you asked your men to behave like monsters against my people?
Does it feel good to slap me in the face? Does it make you feel that you are really inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people?"
"Your Majesty, do you love you? Haha..." The young woman's slender fingers pinched the tender white face of Marquis Dongyang so hard that it was deformed.
Dongyang Hou suddenly understood, his eyes full of fear and shock: "Is Jiang Mo yours?"
"That's right, I can make you go to heaven, or I can make you fall into hell forever!" The young woman waved her sleeves, and Dongyang Hou fell out, hitting the window and falling into the pool in the courtyard.
Mu Yunhan saw clearly, jumped up, accurately caught Dongyang Hou, fell to the ground, and asked worriedly: "How are you, Master?"
Dongyang Hou coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face was as white as paper, he gently pushed her away, and knelt down to the young woman: "Madam, I was wrong."
The young woman stood leaning against the window, looking at this scene with a smile, and she was full of romance and wealth.
After a long time, she said lazily: "You know what to do."
After saying that, he glanced at Mu Yunhan and Xiaomi, turned around and went inside.
Dongyang Hou turned around and looked at Mu Yunhan and Xiaomi with a frown, his eyes full of resentment and reluctance.
Mu Yunhan understood instantly.
This young woman is the Little King of Hell himself and the dealer of the Xiaofengshan Hunting Bureau.
Because before in Fengcheng, Dongyang Hou prevented the people from Xiaofengshan Hunting Ground from arresting them, Xiao Yan Wang felt that he had been disrespected.
Therefore, the Marquis of Dongyang was asked to hand-deliver her, Xiaomi and others as an apology.
It's not that they have any grudge against Little Hell, but that Little Hell wants to teach Dongyang Marquis a lesson.
Mu Yunhan looked at Dongyang Hou quietly, waiting to see what he would choose.