Princess, please don't be a demon
Chapter 331
Chapter 331
It's just that the language he uses is something that no one else can understand.
Wen Moqian's pupils froze suddenly, and just as he was about to question, Wen Moyan had already strode away.
He stood on the spot and clenched his fists, hesitated for a moment, and chased after him.
Yun Weilan looked at the two brothers, half-closed her eyes.
This Wen Moyan...
It's actually quite dangerous.
If he brought Wen Moqian's memory back one day and made Wen Moqian return to normal, she would also be troubled.
"Prince Concubine, what's the matter looking for this king?" Until Beitang Ming's voice came, with pretended calmness.
Yun Weilan turned her gaze back to the man in front of her.
He sat upright in front of the table, sitting upright, his face was pretending to be serious, and even a little...pretentiously cold.
Yun Weilan stared at his handsome face, "Is the reason why you started the war this time just because you want to lend me a year to cure your anorexia?"
I didn't even bother to say hello or honorifics.
It's not her style to waste time.
Bei Tang Ming slowly picked up the writing brush on the table, played with it casually, and said with a smile: "Of course, otherwise, what do you think this king is going to do?"
The big girl behind him: "..."
Sure enough, very casual.
The regent of North Vietnam had heard rumors that he was a ruthless and decisive person, but he never thought that he was a man who was occasionally naive.
Yun Weilan randomly found a futon and sat down, "Your anorexia is not difficult. Didn't we agree before that I will go to North Vietnam every three months to make a recipe list for you?"
"The agreement will also change. After all, it's just empty talk. How can I trust you?"
Yun Weilan: "...hehe."
"What if you go back on your word?"
Yun Weilan suddenly clenched her fist.
This man is the one who really contradicts what he says!
"What's more...you Nanyue detain our North Yue emperor, what do you mean? My king sent troops this time because of my good nephew."
"Nonsense, we didn't detain your emperor at all!" Yun Weilan stood up abruptly, "Your emperor ran to the border of South Vietnam, maybe it was you, the uncle of the emperor, who forced your nephew away?"
Beitang Ming narrowed his eyes dangerously in an instant, his gaze was deep and menacing, "Prince Princess really knows how to change concepts secretly."
Yun Weilan clenched her fist.
What to do, she couldn't control her fist a little bit.
She really wanted to punch Bei Tangming's bewitching and squishy face with a fist.
It doesn't matter that this guy is wearing a red robe, even his lips are as red as roses, but at this moment he still has a triumphant smile.
Under pumping!
Damn it!
She had already imagined in her mind a picture of herself whipping Bei Tangming to death, especially in this picture, Bei Tangming was still crying and begging for mercy.
Think how wonderful it is.
She told herself to calm down, and then said: "Prince Regent, how about this, I will go to North Vietnam with you for a month, you withdraw the army, if within a month I can adjust your anorexia to the point where you can eat ordinary food without nausea , I'll go."
Bei Tangming's rosy thin lips drew a straight line.
His terrifying eyes stared straight at Yun Weilan.
"Does Qian Feihan agree?" After waiting for a while, he asked.
"He is afraid of guilt, of course he agrees." Yun Weilan said firmly.
Although……
She didn't even believe it when she said it.
Maybe Qian Feihan would be angry if he knew about this?
But if we don't solve the battlefield here as soon as possible, what should we do if something happens in the court?
And Wen Moqian...
There are also the curses on Wu Clan and Qian Feihan.
Only by going to North Vietnam can she find the answer and undo the curse for Qian Feihan.
With the reason to go to North Vietnam aboveboard, she can find the Wu clan as soon as possible, and if Wen Moyan will lead the way...
Bei Tangming pondered for a long time before saying: "Of course it's good, but I wonder when you will return our North Vietnamese emperor?"
Yun Weilan folded her arms, "Your emperor is still wandering around the border, you send someone to look for it yourself, no one is detaining your emperor."
"Oh?" There was a dangerous arc on his lips, "Are you sure?"
She nodded very positively.
"Why, you suspect that our South Vietnam has detained your North Vietnamese emperor? It's really funny, what good is it for us to detain your emperor?"
Bei Tangming touched his chin.
"Since there is no benefit, then I really want to ask, why did Qian Feihan grab the emperor?"
"Do you have any evidence? No evidence. Mao said that my little...His Royal Highness arrested the emperor?"
Beitang Ming chuckled, "You can go back and ask your Highness."
"If the emperor can be returned to North Vietnam, this king will immediately withdraw his troops, and... you and this king will go to North Vietnam for a month."
"Very good!" Yun Weilan turned his head and glanced around the room, then immediately walked over and slapped the white paper and brush on his desk.
"Write it down, so that the regent will not be fooled again!"
Bei Tangming's dark eyes were full of smiles.
Sure enough, this woman is very interesting.
He took the pen and quickly wrote the content on the paper.
……
Wen Moqian caught up with Wen Moyan and tugged at his sleeve.
"Brother, what did you just say? You said that the [-]th day is the mother's memorial day?"
Wen Moyan stopped, and he turned to look at his younger brother, "Why, you even forgot your mother's memorial day?"
"Nonsense! Mother is not dead, and mother is still talking to the regent king in the camp!"
Wen Moyan choked on this stupid brother's words.
How the hell did this guy do it?
Do you think that the princess is a mother?
He couldn't even understand this silly brother.
"Stupid brother, what are you thinking? You don't even remember what your mother looks like?"
Wen Moqian looked at him blankly.
"Hehe, it seems that you really forgot. I'm afraid you even forgot who killed your mother."
Wen Moyan walked towards his younger brother, pointing his index finger on the blue flame line between Wen Moqian's eyebrows.
"Stupid brother, why did you forget?"
forget……
forget?
Wen Moqian's pupils shrank, but he still couldn't figure out what he forgot?
"Oh, that's all. It's okay if you can't remember it. I hope you'll be there on Mother's Day. I have something nice for you, Xiaoqian."
The last word "Xiaoqian" seemed to be pierced into his brain like a sharp knife, causing a dull pain.
how long……
How long has it been since I heard my brother call him that?
and many more?
why?
Didn't my brother call him Xiaoqian all the time?
"Wen Moqian, let's go." When his mind was in chaos, that voice, as clear as a silver bell, was like a ray of sunshine breaking into the hazy heart, making his mind instantly clear.
He turned around abruptly and looked at the girl who was walking towards him.
Yun Weilan noticed the flickering dark light in his eyes, and quickly, but caught it.
"what happened to you?"
Wen Moqian shook his head, looking very cute.
Wen Moyan sneered: "It seems that the Crown Princess has finished talking with the Prince Regent?"
"Hey, even the master of the national teacher can figure this out, it's really amazing."
As if Wen Moyan didn't hear Yun Weilan's ridicule, he walked away with a flick of his sleeves.
After walking two steps, when he passed Yun Weilan, he stopped: "My stupid brother has done a lot of stupid things, if you want to know, come to Beiyue and find me at the National Teacher's Mansion."
(End of this chapter)
It's just that the language he uses is something that no one else can understand.
Wen Moqian's pupils froze suddenly, and just as he was about to question, Wen Moyan had already strode away.
He stood on the spot and clenched his fists, hesitated for a moment, and chased after him.
Yun Weilan looked at the two brothers, half-closed her eyes.
This Wen Moyan...
It's actually quite dangerous.
If he brought Wen Moqian's memory back one day and made Wen Moqian return to normal, she would also be troubled.
"Prince Concubine, what's the matter looking for this king?" Until Beitang Ming's voice came, with pretended calmness.
Yun Weilan turned her gaze back to the man in front of her.
He sat upright in front of the table, sitting upright, his face was pretending to be serious, and even a little...pretentiously cold.
Yun Weilan stared at his handsome face, "Is the reason why you started the war this time just because you want to lend me a year to cure your anorexia?"
I didn't even bother to say hello or honorifics.
It's not her style to waste time.
Bei Tang Ming slowly picked up the writing brush on the table, played with it casually, and said with a smile: "Of course, otherwise, what do you think this king is going to do?"
The big girl behind him: "..."
Sure enough, very casual.
The regent of North Vietnam had heard rumors that he was a ruthless and decisive person, but he never thought that he was a man who was occasionally naive.
Yun Weilan randomly found a futon and sat down, "Your anorexia is not difficult. Didn't we agree before that I will go to North Vietnam every three months to make a recipe list for you?"
"The agreement will also change. After all, it's just empty talk. How can I trust you?"
Yun Weilan: "...hehe."
"What if you go back on your word?"
Yun Weilan suddenly clenched her fist.
This man is the one who really contradicts what he says!
"What's more...you Nanyue detain our North Yue emperor, what do you mean? My king sent troops this time because of my good nephew."
"Nonsense, we didn't detain your emperor at all!" Yun Weilan stood up abruptly, "Your emperor ran to the border of South Vietnam, maybe it was you, the uncle of the emperor, who forced your nephew away?"
Beitang Ming narrowed his eyes dangerously in an instant, his gaze was deep and menacing, "Prince Princess really knows how to change concepts secretly."
Yun Weilan clenched her fist.
What to do, she couldn't control her fist a little bit.
She really wanted to punch Bei Tangming's bewitching and squishy face with a fist.
It doesn't matter that this guy is wearing a red robe, even his lips are as red as roses, but at this moment he still has a triumphant smile.
Under pumping!
Damn it!
She had already imagined in her mind a picture of herself whipping Bei Tangming to death, especially in this picture, Bei Tangming was still crying and begging for mercy.
Think how wonderful it is.
She told herself to calm down, and then said: "Prince Regent, how about this, I will go to North Vietnam with you for a month, you withdraw the army, if within a month I can adjust your anorexia to the point where you can eat ordinary food without nausea , I'll go."
Bei Tangming's rosy thin lips drew a straight line.
His terrifying eyes stared straight at Yun Weilan.
"Does Qian Feihan agree?" After waiting for a while, he asked.
"He is afraid of guilt, of course he agrees." Yun Weilan said firmly.
Although……
She didn't even believe it when she said it.
Maybe Qian Feihan would be angry if he knew about this?
But if we don't solve the battlefield here as soon as possible, what should we do if something happens in the court?
And Wen Moqian...
There are also the curses on Wu Clan and Qian Feihan.
Only by going to North Vietnam can she find the answer and undo the curse for Qian Feihan.
With the reason to go to North Vietnam aboveboard, she can find the Wu clan as soon as possible, and if Wen Moyan will lead the way...
Bei Tangming pondered for a long time before saying: "Of course it's good, but I wonder when you will return our North Vietnamese emperor?"
Yun Weilan folded her arms, "Your emperor is still wandering around the border, you send someone to look for it yourself, no one is detaining your emperor."
"Oh?" There was a dangerous arc on his lips, "Are you sure?"
She nodded very positively.
"Why, you suspect that our South Vietnam has detained your North Vietnamese emperor? It's really funny, what good is it for us to detain your emperor?"
Bei Tangming touched his chin.
"Since there is no benefit, then I really want to ask, why did Qian Feihan grab the emperor?"
"Do you have any evidence? No evidence. Mao said that my little...His Royal Highness arrested the emperor?"
Beitang Ming chuckled, "You can go back and ask your Highness."
"If the emperor can be returned to North Vietnam, this king will immediately withdraw his troops, and... you and this king will go to North Vietnam for a month."
"Very good!" Yun Weilan turned his head and glanced around the room, then immediately walked over and slapped the white paper and brush on his desk.
"Write it down, so that the regent will not be fooled again!"
Bei Tangming's dark eyes were full of smiles.
Sure enough, this woman is very interesting.
He took the pen and quickly wrote the content on the paper.
……
Wen Moqian caught up with Wen Moyan and tugged at his sleeve.
"Brother, what did you just say? You said that the [-]th day is the mother's memorial day?"
Wen Moyan stopped, and he turned to look at his younger brother, "Why, you even forgot your mother's memorial day?"
"Nonsense! Mother is not dead, and mother is still talking to the regent king in the camp!"
Wen Moyan choked on this stupid brother's words.
How the hell did this guy do it?
Do you think that the princess is a mother?
He couldn't even understand this silly brother.
"Stupid brother, what are you thinking? You don't even remember what your mother looks like?"
Wen Moqian looked at him blankly.
"Hehe, it seems that you really forgot. I'm afraid you even forgot who killed your mother."
Wen Moyan walked towards his younger brother, pointing his index finger on the blue flame line between Wen Moqian's eyebrows.
"Stupid brother, why did you forget?"
forget……
forget?
Wen Moqian's pupils shrank, but he still couldn't figure out what he forgot?
"Oh, that's all. It's okay if you can't remember it. I hope you'll be there on Mother's Day. I have something nice for you, Xiaoqian."
The last word "Xiaoqian" seemed to be pierced into his brain like a sharp knife, causing a dull pain.
how long……
How long has it been since I heard my brother call him that?
and many more?
why?
Didn't my brother call him Xiaoqian all the time?
"Wen Moqian, let's go." When his mind was in chaos, that voice, as clear as a silver bell, was like a ray of sunshine breaking into the hazy heart, making his mind instantly clear.
He turned around abruptly and looked at the girl who was walking towards him.
Yun Weilan noticed the flickering dark light in his eyes, and quickly, but caught it.
"what happened to you?"
Wen Moqian shook his head, looking very cute.
Wen Moyan sneered: "It seems that the Crown Princess has finished talking with the Prince Regent?"
"Hey, even the master of the national teacher can figure this out, it's really amazing."
As if Wen Moyan didn't hear Yun Weilan's ridicule, he walked away with a flick of his sleeves.
After walking two steps, when he passed Yun Weilan, he stopped: "My stupid brother has done a lot of stupid things, if you want to know, come to Beiyue and find me at the National Teacher's Mansion."
(End of this chapter)
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