Rebirth of the noble lady

Chapter 421 Not a big deal?

Liu Yun looked at the sky: "At this hour, Master should have woken up, so don't worry about it, mistress."

Yun Qianyue nodded, and then went up to knock on the door: "Ah Jiu, are you in?"

"Light moon?!"

The voice inside was somewhat joyful, but within a few seconds, the door was opened, revealing Feng Qing's long body, wrapped in a black robe, and one could see the thin lips crimson, faintly curved, a ray of The hair snaked out from the fiery red cloak he was wearing, and fell down on his chest, with a bit of a witch's color.

The person in front of him is extremely lazy, his eyes are doting with surprise and joy, coupled with his god-like appearance, it dazzles the world, making people unable to hold their breath, even when they are used to seeing the evil man in front of them, they think they are used to it Yun Qianyue couldn't help but hold her breath for a moment.

So beautiful, even more enchanting than a woman.

Feng Qing looked at Yun Qianyue's momentary sluggishness, smiled at the corner of her lips, stretched out her hand to pull Yun Qianyue in, and opened her thin lips lightly: "Why are you here?"

But Liu Yun very cooperatively covered the door of Feng Qing's study room, and then guarded the door, Feng Qing and Yun Qianyue spent this rare intimate time together, Liu Yun couldn't let any fly without eyes break in I went in and disturbed.

Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows, showing a bit of cunning: "You forgot what we said between us last night?"

Feng Qing's face seemed to be a little dissatisfied: "So it was just for this matter. I thought you missed me, so you came to Yifu."

Yun Qianyue couldn't help but wanted to hold her forehead, to see if the person in front of her had a fever, so she said nonsense: "We just met last night, Ah Jiu."

"But this is the first time you've really entered the Lord's Yifu, and it's still in broad daylight. An unsightly black cloud floated across Qing's face.

Yun Qianyue pulled Feng Qing's hand, and seeing his slightly frowning eyebrows, she seemed to want to reach out to help him smooth it out, and persuaded: "Okay, don't worry about this, I'm here, I have something important to talk to you say."

Feng Qing snorted heavily, and flicked her long sleeves: "Could it be that brat Yuan Yu made things difficult for you? Tell me, Lord will help you kill him."

"Nothing." Yun Qianyue couldn't help but a few black lines appeared on his forehead. Where did this guy think, really.

"Ah Jiu, I want to ask you first, do you know about the poisoning of Concubine Nalan?"

A dark light flashed in Feng Qing's eyes: "I just received this news, and I was planning to tell you when I was looking for you at night, but I didn't expect that Yuan Yu would take the initiative to tell you about it."

Is it because I think I will be able to know this matter, or because I trust Yun Qianyue very much?Or, or both, thinking of this, Feng Qing's black pupils flashed with displeasure.

"You just got the news..." Yun Qianyue murmured: "Since this is the case, then everything is easy to talk about. I have already met Concubine Nalan, Ah Jiu, I hope you can send your men to be proficient in medical skills If you are a talented person, go to the Duke's Mansion to see Noble Concubine Nalan and see if there is any possibility of saving her."

Feng Qing pursed her lips and curled her black hair lightly: "My lord has received information that the poison of Concubine Nalan is at an advanced stage, and even if an antidote is found, there is no cure. The hope is very slim, after all, people can be different Although there are many scholars, it is impossible to change fate against the sky."

Yun Qianyue gritted her teeth, she knew all this: "I have to try it anyway, this is what I promised Yuan Yu and Concubine Nalan, I can't break my promise, so please."

Feng Qing rubbed Yun Qianyue's little face with a funny face, and said dotingly: "Master's people are your people. How can I not satisfy your request?"

Yun Qianyue grinned and showed a big smile: "Thank you, Ah Jiu."

Feng Qing raised her eyebrows, very dissatisfied: "That's it?"

"What else do you want. Didn't you say that your people are mine? I've already said the words of thanks." Yun Qianyue pouted, and now she really wondered what Feng Qing was thinking I can't figure it out.

"Do you have to make it obvious that you can understand, you stupid head."

Feng Qing smiled lightly, stretched out her long hands, revealing her spacious embrace.

Yun Qianyue's face turned red, but then she stretched out her hand, and following Feng Qing's wishes, she "actively" threw herself into his arms.

Feng Qing smiled brightly, as if a conspiracy succeeded and the mouse ate the rice.

Yun Qianyue glanced at Feng Qing reproachfully, as if she was a little shy: "What are you laughing at?"

Feng Qing wrapped her arms around Yun Qianyue's waist, curled her lips: "Is it possible that I still cry when I hold my future wife?"

Yun Qianyue blinked in Fengqing's arms: "To be honest, I really hope you cry, because you smile like this, it always feels like I'm on a thief ship, at least you cry, I won't cry It feels like that."

"You dead girl, how did you talk to your husband? Is it because I spoil you too much recently, and I have to punish you well before you realize your mistake, eh?"

And this punishment came immediately, before Yun Qianyue noticed it, she suddenly felt itchy.

"Hahaha, okay, Ah Jiu, stop scratching, haha, it's so itchy."

Yun Qianyue was scratched by Feng Qing and begged for mercy. It was strange to say that she was not ticklish, but Feng Qing pressed her fingertips on her waist. She didn't know what strength she had used to make herself so tight. Itches, begs for mercy in the first place.

Feng Qing pursed her thin red lips, a few strands of black hair drifted away in the mist, and said fiercely, "Do you dare next time?"

Yun Qianyue smiled apologetically: "Don't dare, dare not." Whoever dares to provoke this great god, it is too late to escape.

Seeing Yun Qianyue begging for mercy, Feng Qing said "hmm" in satisfaction. This appearance makes people want to beat him up. How can there be such unreasonable and overbearing in this world? man.

It's just that the fist is in front of him, so it has to be weighed and weighed. The first is whether you have the ability to punch him, the second is whether you have the ability to bear the consequences of punching him, and the third is the most tangled point. It's this monstrous skin, whether he can handle it.

Such tyranny, even I can't bear it.

Yun Qianyue straightened her expression, and took a deep breath: "Okay, let's talk about business, don't make trouble."

Feng Qing squinted her eyes, and there was a bit of danger in the darkness: "Aren't we talking about business like this? Eh? It's about how husband and wife get along, and big things about our future life."

(End of this chapter)