The Regent's Gold Concubine

Chapter 120 The cute baby is angry and fights (5)
"It's okay, then let Brother Wei take care of Brother Fengxian, and it's not in vain for us to be sworn brothers!"

Everyone talks about this.

If you refuse again, it will be unreasonable.

"to make!"

when leaving.

Three two-horse carriages.

Jun Yuyue saw that there was Hua Xiren and Tian Xiang in the carriage, so she simply rode on the horse.

I drove for three days.

Almost, sleep out in the wilderness every night.

There wasn't much rest time, but fortunately, there were no assassinations or ambushes.

Luoyang.

Luxurious mansion.

"Snapped"

"It's useless, it's useless, it's useless!"

"A bunch of trash, a bunch of idiots!"

"Go, dispatch [-] dead soldiers to assassinate Jun Yuyue. In addition, send another [-] dead soldiers to lie in ambush on the road and kill the little emperor and those two bastards!"

"Jun Yuyue, since you dare to come to Luoyang, this princess wants you to come or not!"

Princess Fu'an laughed wildly.

On the other side, a man stood quietly without saying a word.

A young man ran in, "Report to the princess, the little prince is gone!"

Princess Fu'an was furious when she heard the words, "A bunch of trash, don't let this princess look for them, if you can't find them, don't come back!"

Then there was the sound of smashing something again.

"You trash, idiot, that's your son, you're showing your face, why don't you let me look for it..."

On the official road leading to Luoyang.

From the beginning, Feng Mohan was afraid of Yu Qingyuan, but later realized that as long as Feng Mowu was around, Yu Qingyuan would not do anything to him, and became bolder.

"That ghost uncle, can you see other ghosts?"

"I can see it, you can call me Brother Qingyuan!"

"Puchi" "Puchi"

Sanwa laughed together in the carriage, it was just that Yu Qingyuan was so old that he asked them to call him brother.

It's really shameless.

"Don't laugh, there is an ambush ahead!"

Yu Qingyuan sounded a reminder, and immediately set up an enchantment around the carriage.

Sanwa's laughter also stopped abruptly.

Feng Mowu lifted the curtain of the carriage, "Are there many?"

Yu Qingyuan nodded.

"Ambush us, or someone else?"

Yu Qingyuan shook his head.

Feng Mowu raised her head and looked at the sky, "Well, brother Qingyuan, if they are waiting for us in ambush, will you protect us and kill them?"

"meeting!"

Almost without thinking, Yu Qingyuan already had the answer.

He will not let anyone hurt Mo Wu, his Wu'er.

"Then let's join in the fun and eliminate harm for the people!"

Yu Qingyuan was speechless, emotional, and he couldn't call Qingyuan brother in vain.

While Yu Qingyuan was hesitating, Feng Mowu suddenly burst into tears, "Woooo, I knew that your words were all deceitful, and you were lying to me even if you were nice to me, woooo..."

Yu Qingyuan suddenly had a headache.

Because, his Wu'er is not like this.

Then she remembered that Wu'er gave him all her immortal energy, so she would change.

And relieved.

"I'll take you to..."

In the end, no one knew where the [-] dead men had gone. After they died, there was still a corpse, but there wasn't even a corpse.

It almost disappeared into the sky.

However, Sanwa suddenly respected Yu Qingyuan.

Yes, respect.

"Brother Qingyuan, are you tired!" Feng Mowu thumped Yu Qingyuan's back.

Yu Qingyuan smiled.

As warm as jade, as warm as the sun.

"Brother Qingyuan, tell me, you have absorbed [-] essences, do you feel that you are much stronger?"

Yu Qingyuan still smiled.

"Brother Qingyuan, don't leave Mo Wu in the future, okay?"

"it is good!"

Yes.

Let Feng Mowu's music break down, hug Yu Qingyuan's neck, and send a heavy kiss.

Warm, moist, sweet, fragrant.

"Brother Qingyuan is the best, and Mo Wu loves brother Qingyuan the most!"

Of course, besides mother and Mo Han, she is the favorite.

The carriage was still advancing steadily, but no one noticed that Yu Qingyuan's white face was stained with a blush.

For the first time, being kissed.

In the past, Wu'er was definitely not so enthusiastic.

Mo Han and Jun Ang cast Feng Mowu adoring eyes.

A strong life does not need to be explained, because Mo Han Junang really can't find words to explain Feng Mowu's strength.

Luoyang City.

The carriage stopped.

Sanwa got out of the carriage and held hands.

Behind him was a man dressed in white, as warm as jade, perhaps because of the heat, the man held a white umbrella.

And the horse followed obediently, no need for a coachman at all.

Full of spirituality.

"Wow, Luoyang is so lively!"

"Yeah, it's not only lively, look, these gadgets are not found in the capital!" Feng Mowu praised.

One pair, wishing everyone in the world knew that she came from the capital.

"Like it?" Yu Qingyuan asked.

Feng Mowu nodded.

"Then buy it!"

Feng Mowu pursed her lips, "But, we don't have money!"

Yes, they have no silver.

After knowing that Yu Qingyuan can fetch things from a distance, Sanwa quickly lost their banknotes.

Hearing this, Yu Qingyuan rolled his eyes in the crowd, then stretched out his hand, a bank note appeared in his hand, and handed it to Mo Wu.

Feng Mowu's eyes lit up, and she reached out to get the bank note.

After taking the silver ticket, Yu Qingyuan squatted down, and Feng Mowu quickly kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you, brother Qingyuan, Mowu loves brother Qingyuan the most!"

Turn around and happily go shopping.

Yu Qingyuan stood up, raised his hand, and touched the place on his face where Feng Mowu kissed.

On the corner of the mouth, the smile is getting stronger.

Only he himself knew the significance of this kiss.

The banknotes were a little short, and within a short while, he was defeated by the three losers.

Feng Mowu turned her head again, repeating the old trick.

Still a kiss, a silver ticket.

As for the things you bought, whether they were useful or not, they were thrown into the carriage.

The happiness of Sanwa's prodigal family made Yu Qingyuan happy too.Even happier than a thousand years ago.

"Mo Wu, Mo Wu, look quickly, that, that!" Feng Mohan kept pulling Feng Mo Wu, pointing to the butterfly jade hairpin hanging on a bamboo stand not far away.

Feng Mowu heard the words and looked.

A white jade hairpin, with a hairpin at one end, and an emerald jade butterfly spreading its wings and dancing.

Especially rare, this is a piece of jade, something carved out.

(End of this chapter)