Nongmen's Charming Girl: The evil prince keeps chasing

Chapter 382

Huangfu Zhilan raised her eyebrows, and smiled charmingly: "This was originally rejected by the Ninth Prince himself..."

"..." Situ Moyuan resisted the urge to pinch someone, frowned and stared at Huangfu Zhilan: "You... When will this king refuse..."

No, an annoying scene flashed in Situ Moyuan's mind, and he suddenly understood, damn it, she was tricked by a woman...

Zhifeng and the others saw that Situ Moyuan was devastated, and their hearts were filled as if they had eaten honey.I don't know why, as long as the Ninth Prince is not happy, everyone will be happy.

Hey, we're not bad guys...

The bad guys don't know, and never claim to be bad.

Feng Yi rolled his eyes, grinning from the corner of his mouth to the back of his head, these young masters really had enough, they followed Wang Fei all day long.

No... The wind slapped his head one by one, is the master jealous and finding fault?

Damn, 36 counts, running is the best policy.

Feng Er and Feng San looked dumbfounded, looking at the leader of the dark guard who disappeared in the blink of an eye, they cursed in their hearts, and they didn't talk about martial arts.

Feng Yi wiped his sweat on his sleeve, and the idiot stayed by the master's side to seek abuse... He grabbed a lot of ready-made excuses, and still worried about the master's punishment?
Hehe, as long as you talk nonsense about something to the princess, you are guaranteed to escape unharmed.

I don't know whether the sad Feng Yi was missed by others or his master listened to his innermost thoughts, he almost lost half his life, lying on the cold bed for two days, it was Zhi Feng who came to treat the wound, so it didn't get worse.

Feng Yi was so moved that he wept bitterly, and when he was able to get out of bed, he resolutely followed Huangfu Zhilan's side, even a dog would not be able to bite him away...

Feng Ziyu's face was livid, is this son the dog you call him?
Pooh!
Not to mention Feng Ziyu lying innocently on the gun, just Huangfu Zhilan wanted to torture Situ Moyuan when she saw Situ Moyuan.

wrong!

Huangfu Zhilan was taken aback by her own thoughts, she didn't want to get involved, so why bother to make things difficult for each other?

Situ Moyuan was so angry that he waved his hands and left. He had just left the tent before realizing that he hadn't done his business, so he just left?Didn't get any useful news?

Go back and admit your mistake, how is it possible?

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Feng Yi's clothes corner, and immediately became angry.

"Feng Yi!"

Finished!

Two huge words flashed in Feng Yi's mind: "Master...you keep looking for subordinates?"

Feng Er curled his lips: "Feng Yi, what you said is wrong, who else can the master look for if he doesn't look for you?"

"That's right, Feng Yi, why did you sneak away without serving the master by your side? Could it be that there is something shameful?" Feng San fanned the flames.

Feng Yi rolled his eyes, he really wanted to slap him in the palm of his hand, the two mouths were broken, even if I was fine, you would say that I was fine. "snort!

Feng Er and Feng San looked at each other, adding oil and vinegar, abusing the former boss very much.

In the past two days, Situ Moyuan had been a bit displeased with Feng Yi, and he ate everything from inside to outside.

"Shouldn't this king look for you? Or do you want to choose another master?" Situ Moyuan's cold voice lingered in his ears, and Feng shuddered subconsciously.

36 counts, the best is to carry out the princess.

"Master, this subordinate is not trying to replace the princess..." Before he could finish speaking, Situ Mo Yuan's face changed suddenly.

Feng Yi hastily covered his mouth with both hands, wishing he could absorb all the words just now.

Finished the ball of yarn, master, please let me go.

"Feng Er, Feng San, I don't have such nonsense subordinates under my command. If you pull it down, you will be punished with a stick." Situ Moyuan's face sank like water, and his fists in his sleeves were clenched tightly, showing that his master was forbearing.

Feng Er and Feng San were taken aback, opened their mouths, hesitated to speak.

Master, this subordinate just wanted to make a joke, do you always believe it?
(End of this chapter)