The Regent's Agent Mengfei

Chapter 34

Fortunately, she has martial arts, otherwise, she would have been killed by her own short man!

When someone asked her, she was actually killed by her own height, she was really shameless, Fengyue thought about it, and felt more and more that she had to exercise well and grow up quickly, this small body is really too short up!
For this matter, one yard counts for one yard. The maid brought her here just now. If she had come out for a walk by herself, she would definitely not choose such an unsightly palace. When Fengyue thought of the maid just now, she would All the energy.

Not bad, not bad, how legitimate this reason is, no matter whether this guy has the habit of practicing kung fu here at night or not, he is always a queen or a princess. If it is really about choosing someone, what does a half-old child like her know? Ah, it's not that one of them brought her around here, and the other didn't pay close attention to observing the real things around her. It's really not her fault.

A man and a woman, in short, these two people, tonight, there must be a price to pay, since Dongfang is the adviser, no matter what, he is richer than the palace maid, come here to practice alone in the middle of the night, 90.00% at nine o'clock Ninth, he didn't want others to know, and it was a good thing he tore his clothes.

Well, it's him tonight!
"Uncle Dongfang, but you ruined your clothes, what are you going to do?" Fengyue bit her lips and looked at Dongfang pitifully.

Dongfang was not very happy holding Fengyue, "Why are you calling me uncle, I am so old, be good, call me brother!"

He held Fengyue in both hands, and looked through the moonlight, the clothes were indeed torn a little.

Being held high by him, Fengyue looked down at this guy, and called him brother, and you can call me if you want. These days, as long as she is one year older than her, she calls him uncle. What is wrong with Dongfang? They are all seven or eight years older than the crown prince, probably about the same age as Ji Yin, either nineteen or twenty. According to her logic, it would be polite not to call him grandpa.

"Well, it's a pity that Xiaohua's skirt is torn, but Brother Dongfang, I don't have any extra money to give to Xiaoyue'er, what should I do?" Dongfang put Fengyue down, and took the opportunity to scratch her little nose with his fingers.

Fengyue immediately jumped three steps away. She hates others doing this the most. It is not easy for her to walk the cute baby route foolishly every day. Now, Dongfang knows her background and pretends to be a little Sorry about his IQ.

Besides, this bastard seems to be the kind of person who doesn't make money, so there's no need to waste time on him doing unnecessary performances.

"If you don't have any money, then you don't know whether Uncle Dongfang's money is used for entertainment or to expand other forces. Uncle Dongfang, huh?"

Fengyue squatted down, picked up a dead branch, flipped the leaves on the ground, and found a nearby termite hole. With a wave of her little hand, with half a layer of inner strength, she lifted a corner of the little guy's nest, and held the branches, and the moonlight flicked boringly.

The day Dongfang went back, she asked someone to investigate, and it turned out that this girl used to be as white as bleaching powder, her mother died, her father died, her family was poor, and then she became a counselor overnight by Ji Wuhen. This is unscientific. If a person wants to develop, he has to ask for money. This guy is good. He has disappeared from the world for more than ten years and suddenly became famous overnight. Who is he to lie to?
Thanks to her wise leadership and unremitting efforts, her dear subordinates finally gave her some useful information. This girl once found a small assassin organization to work in the rivers and lakes. It is unknown who she killed. .

From Fengyue's point of view, the prince is just a paper tiger. Without Dongfang, he can't show off. It's really weird for such a hidden bastard to stay by the prince's side as a counselor and not enter the court as an official.

"Xiaoyue'er seems to know enough. It seems that who in the Prime Minister's house is so deep that it is hard to reach. Just a little girl is so powerful. Isn't your father even more powerful?"

Dongfang looked at the little girl in front of him. She was so small that she was about to crumpled up on the ground. What she said and what she did were unreasonable, which made him more interested. Looking at Fengyue with cheeks.

Groups of small termites were driven from one side to the other by Fengyue. This girl seemed to be having fun, she didn't answer his question, she paused for a while, and then hooked her fingers at him, with big eyes, Playful and cute.

"Uncle Dongfang, do you want to try how deep the water in Feng's house is?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her with more interest, "Oh, how do you try?"

"Hehehe..." Covering her lips with a small hand holding a dead branch, Fengyue smiled subtly and violently, her eyes were full of evil spirits, "It's very simple."

The three silver needles hidden in the sleeves were precisely punched out by Fengyue. Dongfang did not expect that there were silver needles on Fengyue's body at all. There was no time to dodge, and the silver needles had already been pierced into his skin.

Dongfang immediately looked at Fengyue vigilantly, "What did you do, Xiaoyue'er?"

Fengyue pointed to the little termites on the ground who were busy moving in, and spread her hands innocently. She also discovered this nest by chance. There is a species of confuse people's mind in the termites, which is unique to Dongchen termites, otherwise He thought what she was doing to lift people's roofs in the middle of the night, just to see how these creatures live, please, she doesn't have such a free time, to engage in these scientific research projects, which are highly technical and require funding.

Dongfang only felt that he was groggy, and he couldn't even stand very steadily. He was holding on to a willow tree, and stared at Fengyue blankly.

"Hey, it seems that the medicine works very quickly, I like it!" Fengyue clapped her little hands excitedly, counting the time, and waited until Dongfang fell into a semi-comatose state before trotting to his side. It's not easy to wake up, she must help, She is alive!
"Uncle Dongfang, go straight ahead, go, go."

Fengyue gave orders viciously until she heard the sound of splashing water. She leaned on the branch of the willow tree and sighed. This kid is quite thin, but the splash was quite big. !

Counting the time, Fengyue has already made it to the artificial corridor built on the lake, holding the chrysanthemum next to her in one hand, shaking her calf, humming a little tune, and sprinkled the petals on the water bit by bit.

"Fengyue, you bastard, I'm not dead yet, what kind of chrysanthemums are you throwing!" Dongfang choked on someone, while yelling, he said why there are so many weeds in this lake, and the feelings are chrysanthemums!

"Isn't it fast? I guess you can't swim, Uncle Dongfang. Do you think I will save you?" Fengyue continued to throw flower petals. The only news that was worthwhile last time was that this girl can't swim. Just now The termite poison wouldn't have killed him, but he couldn't be blamed for not being able to swim.

These days, how can there be people jumping into the river so obediently? It's so heartless. It's better for her to continue throwing flowers, and let her take a comfortable flower petal bath before she dies!

(End of this chapter)