Dressed as the white moonlight of the blackened male protagonist

Chapter 680 Rescuing the Prince with Leg Disease 95
The young man only frowned slightly, but actually clenched his painful fingertips and trembled slightly, and quickly grabbed her troubled hand.

The boy turned his eyes to look at her: don't make trouble.

What is she angry about?Isn't kissing the most intimate thing between lovers?

Poor Mu Yanzhi has been suffering from a leg ailment all the time, and he doesn't even have a maid who can educate him in those aspects.

Still a rookie.

It's really like a piece of white paper without ink.

All I know is kissing, touching and hugging, I don't know anything extra.

In the past, when I read the astringent Liaozhai short story books, when I told stories to Yu Ran, the heads in those books were at most just lips and teeth.

As for the river crab part, how could those painters draw it?
Waiting to be taken away by the government?

I don't know how many readers are reading and reading, and at the critical moment, after seeing such words as "turn off the lights, the next day, a thousand words are passed here", they will throw the book in anger!
The Master said during his lectures that the process is very important!
What about the process?We need process!
But Mu Yanzhi didn't know, he omitted the middle part, and he still read it with relish.

Yufeng was suffocated watching the interaction between the two as if there was no one else present.

Especially after seeing Yu Ran seem to be losing her temper with Mu Yanzhi, but actually "flirting and scolding", it is even more...indescribable.

She... didn't talk to herself, but helped Mu Yanzhi instead? !

The queen has changed.

he is very angry.

Yufeng has already guessed [-]% that it is his missing imperial sister who escaped marriage.

He kept thinking: it must be Mu Yanzhi, a dog man, who brainwashed her innocent and lovely imperial sister!

Mu Yanzhi, you wait!

When the two people looked at each other, it was as if physical currents were converging, and a "war" was about to break out.

The matter of Yufeng was just a small episode.

Soon, there were all kinds of glamorous dancers with little clothes in the center of the palace showing their dancing postures to the music of silk and bamboo.

The light and light steps and smiling face make everyone turn their attention to it and indulge in pleasure.

The leading dancer was dressed in a thin red gauze, her fragrant shoulders were half exposed, her face was pink, she jumped and ran to Yufeng's side.

It's a bit coquettish.

The dancer knelt down shyly, and said straightforwardly, "The only wish of the slave family in this life is to be able to serve by Prince Yun's side, as a slave and a handmaid, and I hope His Royal Highness will agree."

"Europe?"

Yufeng was furious in his heart, and when he saw this, he directly picked the tip of the beauty's chin, his eyes were dark, and he asked with a half-smile, "Is that true?"

The dancer hurriedly nodded with joy on her face.

"Then...in the Zhuangzi outside the palace, there is a stable that is short of people, and you are just right."

The courtiers on the side were still in the future and marveled at Prince Yun's love affair, and their jaws dropped in shock at his words.

This is such a beautiful woman, she doesn't want to be pampered in the harem, but let others brush the horse?
I really don't understand the style.

Seeing that her face changed drastically, Yufeng must have regretted her impulsiveness.

He couldn't help but sneered and said, "It seems..."

"It's not that I really like Ben Gong, so go down."

The dancer felt as if she was being pardoned, she bowed and then she shook her body and left.

I have seen a lot of women like Yufeng who are stalking women, so naturally they don't take it seriously.

"Hahaha... Prince Yun really has a very high vision."

An envoy with rough eyebrows and eyes beside him smiled boldly, and stared at the back of the dancer with a hint of longing.

"If this kind of beauties are willing to take the initiative to follow the governor, then they will naturally love them a lot and wear gold and silver as offerings."

The rough envoy was none other than Ruan Mingkun, the governor from the barbarian country.

(End of this chapter)