Chapter 1381

"Bang!" It's the sound of the cup hitting the table. It's not very loud, but you can still feel the owner of the cup's hand is not light, especially in such a quiet and strange room. All people naturally look at the owner who makes the noise, but this person puts himself in the seat, holds his head in one hand, and looks at mingyuejun in his spare time. The corners of his mouth are slightly crooked, and he is not smiling: "do you... Have nothing to say to me?"

Sure enough! It seems that her feeling is not wrong, in front of this man is just for these days inexplicable anger to find their own account. But what to say? What can we say? Let's not say that she doesn't know what he's angry at all. Just look at the man who is blushing, heartbeating and at a loss because of his unique style. How can she say anything at the moment?

"Ah!" So, this is the answer that she thought about for a long time.

"Your Highness! What you want has been brought This is Bailey's voice.

"Well! Bring it in. " Feng xueyang freely answers, but his eyes never leave mingyuejun, whose face is more and more red in front of him.

Just when mingyuejun thought that his blood was about to boil and overflow, the deep and elegant voice came from his ear again: "go and get ready to take a bath."

Huh?! Mingyuejun raised his head and looked at fengxueyang with a blank face. However, he saw that the corner of his mouth was crooked, his eyebrows were trimmed, and he asked jokingly: "how? Don't understand? "

Don't you understand? How can not understand! But... It shouldn't be like this. That accident was already wrong. How can we make mistakes again and again and make them knowingly?

"Look! She looks like she's going to cry? Is it so wrong to serve my palace? " Feng xueyang tilted his head and bit his ear with Bailey standing beside him, but he bit everyone in the room to hear clearly.

"Your Highness is thinking awkwardly. Madam Yue is just too surprised and nervous." Bailey bowed gracefully, leaned over and put his head on the head of Feng xueyang, with a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, explaining respectfully.

"Nervous... Hum!"

With this hum, there was a different shock in everyone's ears. After hearing this, mingyuejun knew that he was angry again. No, it should be said that he was even more angry. After hearing this, Bailey realized that this month's wife had a great influence on us. She should walk around with shuiyuexuanduo in the future. They wake up from their previous stupefaction when they hear the words of Ningxiang and ningran. Then they find that mingyuejun can't continue to put on that bitter gourd face here. So they drag mingyuejun into the back hall to bathe and change clothes.

After a long time, mingyuejun wrapped himself up in a white fur coat, and slowly approached his familiar bedroom. He saw that the wind, snow, and sun had already scattered. He only wore a middle coat and supported his forehead with his hand, leaning against the bed with elegant posture and lazy expression, just like a leopard.

"How slow!" Feng xueyang gripes "come here soon!"

"Your Highness! Mingyuejun can't... "Mingyuejun kneels down and bows to the ground.

"What? You hate this palace? "

"The moon dare not."

"Ha ha... Dare not? So, you just don't dare to hate it, not not not not

"No, we shouldn't!"

"You are my concubine. It's your duty." At the moment, the wind, snow and sun have gathered away the gentle elegance of the past.