Yanbo Dan's Life (Women Wear Men) + Spoiler

"Huh?" Qiao Jing was stunned, but her pace didn't stop.

"It's nothing, I just saw it suddenly, why didn't I realize you have such a Xuan'er before?" Feng Mu looked embarrassed, why was his hand so cheap.

"I've had it since I was a child." Qiao Jing was startled, then smiled a little shyly, and didn't know what to answer.Although Mother Xi encouraged herself to take the initiative, it was the first time she was so close to Feng Mu in the palace.

"Ha, that's great, I don't have it." Feng Muqiang took over the conversation, and then he didn't know what to say except for a couple of smirks until he entered the room.

Feng Mu's embarrassing wound was scarred but not completely healed, and the day was getting hotter and hotter, and that place was still stuffy, so Feng Mu had to check and change his dressing every time he changed his pajamas.It's just too much hard work with one hand.

After the maid brought the tea, she turned around and closed the door lightly. The inner room was divided into two halves by a small embroidered screen. Qiao Jing waited on one side. Feng Mu applied the medicine himself in the inner room and changed the dirty clothes by himself. Suo Qiu was originally responsible for serving outside, but Feng Mu was injured there, and Qiao Jing was inexplicably repelled in her heart and didn't want others to know.She knew about it when she was in the medical center, but because of Feng Mu's thin skin, she had to pretend not to know.After tidying up, Qiao Jing helped Feng Mu to sit on the bed.

"It feels like I haven't been back for a long time." Feng Mu touched the soft bed tent. That day when they arrived at the palace, they changed their luggage and hurried to the palace. This bed is what he misses the most in these few days.

Qiao Jing looked at Feng Mu who was sitting by the bed with a look of nostalgia, feeling depressed, she looked closer to a bed than herself, so she stuck to Feng Mu's ear in a fit of anger and murmured in a low voice. : "My lord, you, tonight, have to sleep inside."

Feng Mu's ears were instantly reddened by the warmth of his breath. He originally thought that putting himself on his body just now would be the most embarrassing thing tonight and the rest of the night, but he didn't expect that Qiao Jing would still be here waiting for him.

Originally it was just an act of anger, but Qiao Jing suddenly realized that she seemed to know what she should do in the future.Lying on the bed, biting his lip and thinking about it, he felt that it was feasible. He glanced at Feng Mu who was sleeping beside him, and a sweet and weird smile appeared on his face.

The temperature in the early morning was scorching, and sitting in the pavilion in the imperial garden with Di Ming, Feng Mu's left hands and feet wrapped in gauze were hot and itchy at the moment.He has no experience, and he still hasn't figured out how to speak about this marriage offering.

"Brother, you also know that your nephew is old and should get married." Old iron version?

"Brother Huang, there is a young Mu Ai in my brother's family, and now I need a word of holy will, so that the Qin and Jin families of Tianfeng can be better off." Talking to yourself?

The more Feng Mu thought about it, the more he felt that the thoughts in his head were mentally retarded, and he stomped his left foot suddenly, but his whole body felt like an electric shock in an instant, bulge (哉盘哉), now it doesn't itch anymore, it hurts.

Feng Yu stood not far away and looked at Feng Mu, but Feng Mu was still immersed in thinking, so he didn't send anyone to inform Feng Mu. Seeing Feng Mu suddenly stomping his feet and being hurt so stupidly, Feng Yu was in a bad mood recently. Lai's gloomy mood improved a lot, but he didn't intend to see Feng Mu now, after all, being an emperor would sometimes get angry, so he waved his hands and walked back along the way.

Sitting in the sedan chair, thinking of the golden-rimmed orchid in Ping An's arms outside, and the imperial decree in his hand, Feng Mu couldn't help being speechless. The emperor is indeed the emperor. He only communicated with the Tian family last night, and this morning he made Entered the palace, but the date on the edict was yesterday.Those eyes in the palace are really bright, Feng Mu smiled, he doesn't care who those eyes are, as long as it doesn't affect the safety of the palace.

Well, the marriage is finally settled.It is two beautiful things that there are no embarrassing little theaters to be staged.It was this pot of Phnom Penh orchids, and he still didn't know how to deal with them.Forget it, let's go back and ask Qiao Jing.

Chapter 35

35 Chapter 35

After receiving the decree, Feng Mu acted immediately and sent the letter of appointment from the Wang Mansion to the Tian Mansion.The two parents of Feng Tian looked at each other, and their hearts were filled with emotion. This feeling of passing by is still your home is really too subtle, but Feng Jing and Tian Mi are still young, and Feng Jing will be in the military academy for the past two years, This marriage can only be regarded as a pre-determined one, and after two years, we will invite an auspicious day to prepare for the formal marriage.

Three days later, before dawn, Feng Jing and Feng Xuan were already riding on their horses and preparing to return. This was not the first time, the emotions of the two parties were still calm, and Feng Jing's state could even be explained by excitement.

"How does it feel for the fiancee to go with you? Work hard, be a pig that can hold cabbage! Understand?" Feng Mu glanced at Tian Mi who was hiding behind Tian Zema, and had to say that Tian Yang is indeed a good father.Since Tian Ze also left together, it means that the impact of the third prince's incident on the Tian family may have been minimized.As far as Feng Mu knew, it wasn't just the secret team who were chasing clues in Luanping, but so far there has been no trouble in the capital, so maybe this is another unsolved case.

Feng Jing nodded his head in disbelief, a pig is a pig, he is a little pig, his father is a big pig, and his queen is that cabbage.

Looking at Feng Jing's silly smile, he didn't know where his usual wit was gone.Stuffing the chili beef sauce in Feng Jing's and Xiaopang's arms, "Birthday gift, sealed with chili oil, it's an extra meal on your birthday, father's surprise, surprise?"