Chapter 1117

"Then it depends on the purpose of her coming. Is it for my brother's beauty or for some other reason?" Feng Yunzheng said.

"... brother Jiuwang, I found that since this fake came, why are you not serious?" Feng Jue frowned deliberately and said.

"Because looking at this face, I miss my moon more. I always think that I am in a particularly good mood and people become more pleasant." Feng Yunzheng said with a smile.

"Tut tut..." Feng Jue said, "I'm still unmarried. Consider my feelings as a single person."

"Ha ha, back to business. Try her again today to see why she came." Feng Yunzheng put away his smile and said.

"Well, I can't wait to know who's behind her." Feng Jue raised her lips, swept away a trace of cold, and said.

A moment later, the night breeze came in, but his face was not very good. He knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Highness, you deserve to die. Please punish your highness."

"What's up?" Feng Yunzheng asked, and Feng Jue also looked at him.

"Several fake robbers killed themselves by biting their tongue while taking advantage of their humble position." Night breeze said with chagrin that he had rarely missed. He always completed the task assigned by Feng Yunzheng almost perfectly, but this time, such a thing happened.

"Bite your tongue and kill yourself? Are you so loyal to the Lord? " Feng Jue said sarcastically.

"To live is to live, and to die is to die. You don't have to blame yourself too much. The king has another way." Feng Yunzheng didn't react much when he heard the news.

"The use of death?" The night wind doesn't understand.

"Brother Jiuwang has figured out a way?" Feng Jue was surprised at the speed of Feng Yunzheng.

"Naturally, I'm very good at making the best use of everything. I'll invite you to see a big play today. Now, do your own things, just like nothing happened." Feng Yunzheng's lips smiled and the old God was there.

"Yes, your highness." The night breeze walked out of the military tent of Feng Jue.

Although your highness says that the dead are useful for the dead, it's nothing to die.

However, it was a dereliction of duty that the person he valued died in his hands. As a qualified dark guard, he must not tolerate such mistakes.

The night wind strained his face, walked to no one, raised his hand and pounded the big tree in front of him. The tree shook and his fist was skinned and bloody.

He clenched his teeth.

"Come on, you don't hurt. The tree is going to fall." A cold faint voice came. The night wind looked back and saw Lengmei in black clothes, his hands around his chest, and a sword on his body.

The night wind turned angrily and said, "you don't have to comfort me. If you make a mistake, you make a mistake."

Lengmei glanced at him faintly and said, "I didn't comfort you. I won't comfort people. I just love this tree and have been crooked by you."

The night breeze looked at the tree, sighed, sat down, looked annoyed and said, "it's my carelessness and complacency."

"Isn't complacency your personality? It's not the first day. " Lengmei sat down at a distance from him, "now it's good to taste a lesson."

"Ah!" The night wind shouted, rolled on the ground and said, "this is the stain of my life. I can't bear it. I'm the first dark guard of your highness. I can't make mistakes."

Lengmei looked at the back of his bloody hand, which was stained with grass dust.

She moved to him without expression, tore off a corner of her robe, picked up his hand and put it in her hand.

The night breeze was stunned and looked up at her, "Xiaomei, you..."

"Don't move. I don't want my partner to be bloody and easy to expose the target." Lengmei picked up the grass scraps stained on his hands, took out a bottle of golden sore medicine from his arms, sprinkled it on the bleeding place of his broken skin, and then wrapped it up in circles with cloth.

The night wind's eyes fell on her face. She looked so serious. The smell of her body was really fascinating.

His head slowly fell into her arms——

"If you want to die, lean closer." Just as his head was about to be stuffed into her arms, he heard such a cold sentence.

He was immediately startled, hurried to sit right, tooted his mouth and said wrongfully, "daughter-in-law, I'm injured not only my hands, but also my little heart. I need your gentle comfort to dissolve me. Let me lean on it."

Leng Mei stared at him and said, "you make me sick again."

The night breeze pursed his mouth and stopped talking. After a while, he smiled and leaned slowly towards her.

However, this time he leaned on her shoulder. He wouldn't refuse.

"Click......" one of Leng Mei's men tried hard.

"Ah!" The night wind made a terrible cry, the wrapped hand trembled, and the whole man fell to the ground, "you, you murdered your husband!"

Lengmei got up, clapped his hands, looked down at the painful man rolling on the ground and said, "gain an inch, taste the pain."

Then he turned and left coldly and proudly.

"Ah, it hurts. Why did you leave like this?" Cried the night wind.

But Leng Mei didn't look back.

The night breeze looked at her back as she walked away, looked at the back of her wrapped hand, put the back of her hand on her face, and showed a sweet smile on her face.

"Hiss, it hurts." He frowned again and shrunk with pain. "This girl is really willing to be cruel. When I beat the tree myself, I scraped a little skin and shed a few drops of blood. When she pressed me, my fingers would break."

But

He smelled his hands. They were fragrant and smelled of small eyebrows. He wanted to keep them all the time.

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Since Ling Yue and Lian Yan left, Qingfeng lost his previous calmness and began to feel uneasy. The two siblings rejected her, and she didn't expect them to appear, and the performance was not as natural as before.

As soon as they left, she lied that she was tired and wanted to have a rest. In the world, when she was lying in bed, she kept thinking about whether she was exposed or not. As a result, she was in a cold sweat.

At this time, she felt the curtain of the military tent raised and Feng Yunzheng came in. She closed her eyes and thought, what should we do now?

"Oh, I haven't woken up yet." She heard Feng Yunzheng talking to herself, and there was a taste of doting in her tone.

Does this mean that she is too worried and he doesn't see anything?

She thought about it, breathed deeply, turned around and sat up. She looked confused and said softly, "Yunzheng, you're back."

"Moon, are you awake?" Feng Yunzheng asked, lighting up the two candles in the tent.