Peerless Moe Concubine: Get the Black Belly of Your Highness

Chapter 188

"Hmm!" Nalan Ying deliberately imitated Fei Xue's emphatic response.

"Sister Feixue, do you want this person to stay here? Hurry up and serve tea to Sister Zifeng, there is a rush!" The little girl stood up and said.

"Okay! I'll go right away!" Nalan Ying responded, and hurried out.

"Huh? Sister Feixue, did you forget to bring the Longjing tea after the rain in Hangzhou for your lord? It was picked by sister Zifeng in Hangzhou with great effort. I heard that it was after the light rain. When I went to Daimei Mountain, I was drenched in the rain all night on the top of the mountain, and then I picked the dragon well in the morning when the rain stopped. The dragon well that unfolded slowly, with some raindrops, was the freshest dragon well after the rain. My favorite, how come you forgot?" The little girl said with a little reproach.

Nalanying's heart felt sour, is it his favorite?Is his favorite Longjing tea after the rain?She didn't even know about his favorites,
Not allowing her to think too much, the little girl fumbled open a dark cupboard, and took out a small sealed jar from it.

"Sister Feixue, here you go, hurry up, Yue'er will be waiting for you to come back!" The little girl smiled sweetly.

Fang Junshan followed behind her, shook his head at Nalan Ying, then stretched out his finger and shook it from Na Yue'er's eyes, only to see that her eyes didn't even blink.

"You're so blind!" Fang Junshan mouthed.

"What are you talking about?" Yue'er asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing, little sister Yue'er, I'm so lucky to wait here, I'll come whenever I go!" Nalan Ying finished speaking, hugged the small jar and walked out.

"Huh?" Yue'er's complexion darkened, and her bright eyes suddenly darkened.

Before Fang Junshan could stand still, he suddenly felt the ribbon flying in front of his eyes, and felt that a long ribbon was strung around his neck when his eyes became dark.

"Who are you?" Yue'er asked in a deep voice.

Fang Junshan's heart skipped a beat. The little girl who looked harmless at first was still so vicious when she shot.

Yue'er seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, so she frowned and said: "Don't try to escape, my ribbon is enough to strangle you to death right now, don't you believe me, try it?"

"Little girl is vicious, don't be struck by lightning!" Fang Junshan said coldly.

"Vicious-hearted?" Yue'er was taken aback for a moment, then sneered, "I really don't know who is vicious-hearted, pretending to be my sister Feixue and entering the house, but I don't know what your plan is to make my sister Feixue What's the matter? Who is more vicious?" Yue'er tightened the ribbon with all her strength and said in a hateful voice.

Fang Junshan only felt that his neck was about to break. He hurriedly grabbed Yue'er's arm, but she dodged it deftly.

"Are you really blind, or are you pretending to be blind?" Fang Junshan asked with difficulty.

"Don't you understand the position by listening to the wind? Although the eyes can't see, the ears are a hundred times more sensitive than ordinary people!" Yue'er smiled proudly.

"Miss Yue'er, we really didn't mean to break in!" Fang Junshan hurriedly begged for mercy.

"It wasn't intentional, so it was intentional?" Yue'er said contemptuously.

"No, it's my sister who has something to do with the Dark Lord!" Fang Junshan said hastily.

"Which is your sister?" Yue'er asked suspiciously.

"No, it's brother!" Fang Junshan quickly changed his words as if he remembered something.

"Is it a brother or a sister?" Yue'er was almost confused by Fang Junshan's wonderful expressive ability.

"Of course it's brother, her surname is Jane!" Fang Junshan said hastily.

"Surname Jane?" Na Yue'er was slightly taken aback.

Taking advantage of her stunned moment, Fang Junshan quickly broke free, and quickly dodged aside.

"Is that Mr. Jian the one who came here to seek revenge on Fang Junfeng last time?" Yue'er asked excitedly.

"How do you know?" Fang Junshan looked at her suspiciously.

"No wonder, he is the first person in history to seek revenge in our Fengyue building!" Yue'er tilted her head and smiled.

"Really?" Fang Junshan looked at her suspiciously.

"Of course it's true. I'm about to send out the Envoy of Fengyue, but I was stopped by your majesty!" Yue'er nodded and said.

"We have no hostility towards you, this time Mr. Jian really came to find you Dark Evil Lord!" Fang Junshan said seriously.

"Okay, I believe you, tell me about yourself!" Yue'er asked while sitting on the bed with a light smile.

"My business?" Fang Junshan was stunned.

"Everyone has their own story, so do you? I like listening to people tell stories!" Yue'er said mischievously.

"Tell a story?" Fang Junshan's lips were stained with a sneer.

"What? Are you unhappy with your story?" Yue'er tilted her head to look at him.

"If you want to hear it, I'll tell you!" Fang Junshan said sadly.

"Okay!" Yue'er replied sweetly.

At this time, Nalan Ying took the Longjing tea after the rain and walked out of Yue'er's room. She didn't see a lotus pond in front of her until she reached a carved corridor. The season of pink lotus blooming can be seen, it is an extremely beautiful picture. When she came to Fengyue Tower last time, she didn't come to the corridor, so she didn't know that there is such a grand scene in Fengyue Tower.This pond full of pink lotus is surprisingly similar to the one in Zhaohua Palace.

Looking at the carved wing rooms built on the side of the corridor, Nalan Ying couldn't help but sneer: "I didn't expect this gentle township to be so beautiful. I can't complain that someone will stay here for one night even if they go bankrupt, leaving behind their wretched wives." , put into the arms of the firework woman here, presumably this is what the ancients often said, death under the peony flower, even being a ghost is romantic, right?
A stern smile flashed on the corner of her lips, she glanced at the Longjing tea in her bosom, and then walked quickly towards the wing room at the end of the corridor.

Nalan Ying settled down, looked at the tightly closed door, put both hands on the door, tried to push it open several times, but withdrew her hand again.

"I must help Feng Yanli, so I must meet the Evil Lord of Darkness!" Thinking of this, Nalan Ying suppressed her heart beating violently, and pushed the door open.

The door suddenly opened, and the ethereal Xiao sound rang in the ears, some people were clapping their hands and laughing, while some people frowned faintly, when they heard the sound of the door, they looked over vigilantly towards this side. Seeing the person who came in, he was stunned.

Immediately, the smiling person also turned his bright eyes, and when his gaze was firmly fixed on that small face, he suddenly laughed and said, "Why did Feixue come here?"

Feng Lanyue's face darkened, sitting beside him was Li Shaoao from General Li's mansion.

"Xie Jun, is this Feixue?" Feng Lanyue asked calmly.

"That's right, Feixue, come here!" The Dark Evil Lord waved at Nalan Ying and said.

(End of this chapter)