The fifth lady against the sky

Chapter 127
Feng Muxie only felt that not everyone could be shocked by this tough scene, and then he was relieved, our man is not boasting, he can hold any scene.

At the gate of the General's Mansion, Feng Muxie twitched her hands, but to no avail. She twitched again, but her hands were still firmly held by those big hands with thin calluses. Feng Muxie rolled her eyes, "Brother Mo, I can't run away again. It's getting dark, you're going back soon."

Xiahou Qianmo reluctantly let go of Feng Muxie's hands, and led the horse away from the general's mansion with every step and turn.

Feng Muxie sighed heavily, and walked into the gate.As soon as he entered the door, a white shadow sprang out with a "swoosh." Because he ran too fast and couldn't stop the brakes, he bumped into Feng Muxie's stomach with a "bang."

"Ouch."

"Ouch."

Feng Muxie was about to yell at someone for being so short-sighted, but when she saw the little boy rubbing his buttocks and got up from the ground, he was surprised and said, "Xiao Li, is there a mad dog chasing you? Or do you want to murder little aunt."

Feng Ruoli stepped forward and said flatteringly: "I wouldn't dare to murder little aunt even if I murdered anyone. By the way, little aunt, who was that man at the door just now?" Blinking his small fox-like eyes curiously Looking at Feng Muxie.

Feng Muxie thought of that domineering man, smacked her lips, and said intoxicatedly, "Your future uncle, he is handsome, cool, I think he is handsome and cool too."

"Oh, he is Prince Li." Feng Ruoli rolled her black eyeballs back and forth, and the little claws in her heart ruthlessly tore at Xiahou Qianmo, a stinky man. My aunt abducted her, and she was still holding my little aunt's hands. I haven't even held my little aunt's hand before, little uncle?Dream on, fuck your grandma's little uncle.

The meat bun face with a ferocious look was as weird as it could be. In a short period of time, Feng Ruoli had already steamed, fried, stir-fried, boiled and stewed Xiahou Qianmo countless times in her mind.

Well, he was already a violent master at a young age.

"Xiao Li?"—a tentative cry.

"Stinky boy." - Roared impatiently.

"Ah, little aunt, here I am. What are your orders?" Feng Ruoli stood at attention with her chest upright, and she was about to raise the national flag again.

Feng Muxie lifted his collar, dangling back and forth in the air, until he was in the outer hall of Fushou Hall before putting him down.

Feng Muge stepped forward to catch the wobbly child, put him on the chair, leaned close to Feng Muxie's ear, and said with a smile, "How does it feel to be on a date?"

Feng Muxie raised her eyelids and glanced at the obscenely smiling Feng Muge from the corner of her eyes, hooked her hands around Feng Muge's neck, raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you envious?! Don't deny it, I understand. The normal reaction of an older leftover girl is Understood, understood."

Although I have never heard of the term "old leftover girl", Feng Muge could understand the literal meaning, and said, "Don't say I can't get married, a dog can't spit out ivory."

"Fourth sister, spit out ivory from your dog's mouth, and I will cover all your dowry when you get married." Feng Muxie said with a grin, her eyes flashed with a dark and provocative little look. .

Feng Muge was just about to reach out to pinch Feng Muxie in anger, Feng Ruoli jumped down, stretched out her hands to block Feng Muxie, and criticized Feng Muge with righteous words, "Fourth aunt, you haven't heard Respect the old and love the young, how can you bully my little aunt, I will never allow this kind of thing to happen."

The chubby little body approached Feng Muxie's body an inch, turned around and said to Feng Muxie with a smiling face: "Little aunt, I will protect you. If anyone in our family bullies you, it will be against me." Ruoli adheres to the principle that at no time should he waste the opportunity to build a good relationship with Feng Muxie, and every inch he gains means that every inch of money goes to him.

Feng Muxie readily rewarded her: "Hey, my aunt will give you a red envelope some other day." I thought that this little money fanatic was actually playing tricks in front of her, and I heard that this little guy's enthusiasm for collecting money was not as good as that of his own in the past , for the sake of pursuing the same goals, they should also be cultivated well.

"Traitor, Xiaoli, I'm your aunt, why are you turning your elbows away?" Feng Muxie gritted her teeth and looked at the two collaborating together.

Feng Ruoli lowered her little head, her foxy eyes rolled back and forth, faintly showing signs of rebellion.

"Hey, two big red envelopes." Feng Muxie looked at the sky and said casually, adding that the original red envelopes were split into two.

The fox's eyes lit up instantly, he raised his eyelids, glanced at Feng Muge who was smoking above his head, pointed his fingers nervously, "Whoever has money is my aunt."

"Two money fans, I don't bother to talk to you, it's vulgar." Feng Muge snorted coldly, turned and left.

After dinner, Feng Muxie came to Feng Muyan's Feiyangxuan with her mother's entrustment on her shoulders, walked into the courtyard of Feiyangxuan, Feng Muxie looked up at the stars in the sky blinking at her, and sighed helplessly Let's say, being a younger sister who can do her own job is unprecedented, and every marriage has to be done by herself, and all the little things that worry about are turned into dumpling stuffing.

"Xie'er, why are you here?"

Feng Muyan came out from behind Feng Muxie and asked.

"My second brother, people scare people to death, why do you appear and disappear, have you done something shameful, hehe, let me catch you." Feng Mu said with a wicked smile.

Feng Muyan nodded seriously: "It's dark and windy this month, it's just suitable for killing people, setting fires and looting houses. What do you think I should do?"

"Tch, second brother, I have something to ask you, and it's a very, very serious matter." Feng Muxie dragged Feng Muyan into the house.

Walking into the house, Feng Muxie unceremoniously lay on the soft couch, pointed her fingers, and after struggling for a long time, squinted her eyes and asked, "Second brother, do you have friends outside, but her identity will make you feel uncomfortable?" Parents disagree, such as brothel girls, such as widows, you and others do not marry if you are not a prince, and you do not marry if you are not a king, and then you have never been married, I think it should be like this."

Feng Muyan just drank the tea in his mouth, but was spurted out by this sentence, and then took a silk handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth.

Seeing Feng Muyan's reaction, Feng Muxie was sure that her guess was right, sighed, and persuaded her earnestly: "Second brother, I'm not against you liking such a woman, but yes, yes, you Could it be that if you keep hiding her, you will never get married? In any case, no matter what kind of woman you like, as long as you behave well, I will support you, second brother."

(End of this chapter)