After the divorce, the prince suddenly plotted against me

Chapter 283 Beating
"According to Gu's knowledge, Dayan's sleeve arrows can shoot twelve in a row, while the bow and crossbow can shoot forty in a row."

Jun Yan didn't say yes, nor did he say bad.

But the meaning in his words was quite obvious, like a resounding slap on Duanmuxi who was still a little secretly happy.

What she was so proud of, she put all her eggs in one basket for him, spent manpower and material resources to make something, in his opinion, it was not worth mentioning.

Duanmuxi's eyes were sore.

Dayan is a powerful country, isn't it normal for Dayong to be inferior in every aspect?
The man in front of him must have lost his true judgment because of Song Yao who was sitting next to him—the jealousy towards her in Song Yao's eyes.

Just as he was thinking about it, Jun Yan pinched his browbones and looked at Mo Siyan, "Liannu, Xiujian, gunpowder, these things should either not be made, and naturally we must do our best. Otherwise, if we get it on the battlefield, Anything that is inferior to the enemy will eventually become something that shakes the confidence of soldiers."

Mo Siyan glanced at Song Yao and nodded.

"You came back early, how is the flood control of the Yellow River going?"

Mo Siyan said, "There is already a solution, but repairing the Yellow River requires manpower, material and financial resources and time. It depends on His Majesty's wishes and the wishes of local officials."

Jun Yan understood what he meant, and looked at the crown prince, Taifu, "If you are a person, you want something. The Fu family relies on Dayong, so it is impossible for him to stay out of the mountain all his life."

Now that the situation in various countries is tense, war is a matter of time.

The Northern Rong and the Southern Barbarians had frequent exchanges with Dayan, and they were afraid that they would get the support of Dayan's weapons in advance, making this battle more and more difficult to fight.

Master Chang nodded, "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will think of another way to persuade Mr. Fu to leave the mountain."

In this way, after Jun Yan finished speaking, he took everyone to eat before letting them go down.

Master Chang led Master Xu to salute, Mo Siyan and Duanmuxi followed behind.

Duanmuxi didn't want to leave at first, but Song Yao noticed that when she saluted, her fingertips seemed to be inadvertent, and she hooked off the veil she was wearing, and looked at Junyan with timid eyes.

She wanted to give Junyan another chance to marry her, and hoped that Junyan would find his way back.

Song Yao bit the watermelon flesh.

A nondescript design that combines sleeve arrows and bows and crossbows wants to seduce Jun Yan, then she—probably designed the so-called originator of these so-called magic weapons in their mouths, can she push Jun Yan on the spot? Obscene and playful on the couch?
So Song Yao called him, "Jun Yan, watermelon is so sweet."

"Huh?" Jun Yan turned to look at her, "Then you should eat more."

"No, I mean," when Duanmuxi walked to the door of the wing room, Song Yao raised his hand, hooked Junyan's neck, and stuck the watermelon juice on his lips, "I'll give you a taste."

'Boom -' sound.

The sweet juice exploded between Jun Yan's lips, and the little girl's soft lips pressed against her, with a faint milky fragrance. When Jun Yan lowered his eyes, he could see her delicate neck, and the scattered black hair was covered with mist on her white skin. on the skin.

He subconsciously remembered that in the dream, she was also hooking his neck like this, but she was too delicate, her ruddy face was like a crabapple flower wet by rain, and she was buried in the crook of her arm and swayed rapidly.

She was always crying.

Jun Yan's eyes darkened.

Duan Muxi looked back and saw Song Yao who was so proactive, he couldn't see it, and subconsciously scolded, "Song Yao, you have to be ashamed!"

Song Yao sat back slowly, humming in her heart, Duanmuxi was serious, didn't she come to hook up with Junyan.

So he looked at her with a smile, "Miss Duanmu, the crown prince and I were married by His Majesty. Your Majesty said that I have a beautiful heart. You are dissatisfied with Your Majesty. You think His Majesty's eyesight is not good enough, isn't it wise enough?"

Duanmuxi slandered that Song Yao, a bitch, used Emperor Hui to oppress her all day long, as if Emperor Hui was close to her.

He opened his mouth to refute, but was stopped by Mo Siyan, "Go back first."

Song Yao let out a 'tsk' sound.

Duanmuxi didn't know what to think of, gloated at Song Yao, got up and left.

In the wing room, only Mo Siyan, Jun Yan, Song Yao and Eunuch Ma were left.

Without outsiders, Mo Siyan looked at Jun Yan with a gloomy face, and asked, "Is this the woman you are looking for?"

He didn't care about Song Yao at all, just sat aside, he didn't even want to give another look, "The status of a concubine is low, it's fine to be a concubine to warm the bed, if you like it, you can be a side concubine, but it's definitely not for such a person , give up Miss Duanmu's reasoning."

Song Yao took a bite of the watermelon, raised her delicate eyebrows and eyes, cold and indifferent.

Eunuch Ma almost fell to the ground: A concubine gave birth to a daughter?The common people are a ghost!Why did Master Mo make trouble as soon as he came back!
Jun Yan sat next to Song Yao, and when he heard this, his cold eyes flickered like cold pools, and his eyes were very sharp, "You teach Gu how to do things?"

Mo Siyan has endured Song Yao for a long time.

Ever since they entered this wing, Song Yao didn't know how to advance or retreat, and didn't take the initiative to leave.

When eating, Jun Yan peeled the shrimp for her.

Just before they left, Song Yao kissed Jun Yan.

All her demeanor is like a concubine who is not on the stage.

I don't know that etiquette is not generous enough, and she can only be reduced to a slave on a man's bed. How can this kind of woman be a regular wife?

Mo Siyan straightened his collar, "I was born and died for His Highness, and my family and life are tied to His Highness. His Highness's marriage is a very important matter. Can't I give some advice?"

Jun Yan narrowed his eyes, "Are you courting death?"

Mo Siyan's heart shrank, and Jun Yan's aura made him a little scared, but he insisted, "You are not rational now-to be precise, you were stunned by an Israeli servant woman, because of her It negates Miss Duanmu's design."

Song Yao couldn't eat any more melons.

Once again, she saw this condescension and disdain on Mo Siyan's face.

She was stabbed in the previous life and fled, with burning disdain on her face.

Mo Siyan noticed and reminded her, "Miss Song, you have seen the attitude of the Queen of Chu. Frankly speaking, with your ability and status, you are already very lucky to have someone like the Prince. If you try your best to be a princess, you will easily fall to pieces!"

"boom--"

Jun Yan picked up the teacup in hand and threw it at Mo Si Yan.

The strength is fierce and the angle is tricky.

Mo Siyan's pupils shrank, and he quickly turned sideways, but he didn't dodge. The teacup hit his forehead, and blood came out from the corner of his forehead, which was dazzling red.

He held his forehead in disbelief.

Dark Seven hiding in the corner: Yes!Pure should!

Your mother reminded you earlier, the prince is not normal to Miss Song, and he still doesn't believe me.

Say what brothers are like siblings and women are like clothes.His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said earlier that he would rather cut off his arms and legs than run away!

Jun Yan wiped his fingertips with a handkerchief, and said lightly, "This is just a reminder. Mo Siyan, Gu is your master and your minister. Let me hear such words again, and you don't have to appear in front of Gu again."

(End of this chapter)