Incoming Waste Wood: The Demon Pussy Lady of the Evil King

Chapter 35
Looking at the master who rushed in angrily, Ying sighed helplessly. It seems that the master is really trapped, but as long as there is no real relationship, it doesn't matter. Master, you must hold on!If the master steps out, he can get out of the way~
"Isn't this the famous number one musician, Feng Junqing?" Chen Moyu approached, his face not gloomy, and he said with a bit of yin and yang.

Feng Junqing raised her eyes, slightly surprised, but soon regained her composure, stood up, and bowed, "Meet the Ninth Prince!"

Chen Moyu didn't seem to see him, didn't reply, just lifted his robe and sat down.

Feng Qing narrowed her phoenix eyes, feeling a little familiar, and shook her drowsy head, "Hey, Junqing, why are you standing up, you have to go, this is not okay, hurry up, sit down, and continue drinking! "

Feng Junqing lowered her eyes and curled her mouth, "Feng Qing, why are you still standing there, the Ninth Prince is here!"

"Ninth Prince?" Feng Qing frowned, "Who is he?"

Chen Moyu's face immediately turned slightly green. This girl, who was drunk, didn't even know him. Why did she know Feng Junqing? Stuffed, she stretched out her hand, took Feng Qing's wine glass, and suddenly raised her head to drink it!

"Damn, who are you, snatching my wine!" Feng Qing stretched out her hand, about to snatch it back, helplessly, her whole body was weak, and she became dizzy when she moved.

Feng Junqing stepped forward, wanting to help Feng Qing up, but was blocked by the extended slender palm. He looked at Chen Moyu in a daze, and pondered for a moment, "Ninth Prince, this is it?"

"Feng Junqing, remember your own identity, is she something you can have?"

Feng Junqing chuckled, "What the Ninth Prince said is really hard for me to understand. Junqing is just friends with Feng Qing, it's not about whether he owns it or not!"

"Hmph, you do have some self-knowledge!" Chen Moyu raised his eyes slightly, and said in a cold tone, "In this case, you should go first!"

"Forgive me for not agreeing. Since Miss Feng Wu was brought out by me, she should be brought back by me. If something goes wrong with someone else, Prime Minister Feng will blame you. Even if it is the ninth prince who is a prince, you will feel bad, right?" !" Feng Junqing's gentle voice was tinged with coolness.

Chen Moyu suddenly laughed, "Okay, that's great, even though I'm an unfavored prince, this is Beichen Kingdom, and our Chen family's world!"

The smile on Feng Junqing's face suddenly froze, and the fists hidden under the robe became tighter and tighter.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, stop drinking!" Feng Qing's voice suddenly interrupted the weird atmosphere between the two.

"Since that's the case, let the Ninth Prince send Feng Qing back! I will take my leave!" After taking a deep look at Feng Qing, Feng Junqing turned and left.

Chen Moyu's face suddenly became much better, and he looked at Feng Qing lying on the table with a smile on his lips, and suddenly Feng Qing roared loudly, "Drink~"

"What to drink, if it wasn't for the young master letting Ying look at you, you can still stay here properly now, you, you really don't have the heart to defend against others!" After finishing speaking, he sighed and hugged Feng Qing, fly away.

Looking at Chen Moyu who left, Feng Junqing, who was hiding outside the wall, came out of the shadows, his face darkened, and he watched their leaving back with dark eyes, unable to regain his senses for a long time.

"Your Highness, since she is not that person, then don't waste your time~"

"Xiong Er, your courage is getting bigger and bigger. His Highness will listen to you anytime soon!"

"Subordinates don't dare, Miss Feng is involved with the Ninth Prince, this~"

Coax, the strong Xiong Er immediately knelt on the ground, bloodshot from his mouth.

"The words of my Highness are useless already!" Ninth Prince, what is it!
After speaking, strode away.

"Well, drink, it's uncomfortable~" Feng Qing twisted her body, her stomach was overwhelmed.

Chen Moyu frowned, really wanted to throw this angry girl on the bed, but she put it down carefully, took a cool towel, and wiped her red face.

"Well, it's so uncomfortable," Feng Qing got up suddenly, and vomited, the unpleasant smell of wine came to his nostrils, Chen Moyu didn't even frown, and continued to wipe her face.

After vomiting it out, she seemed to feel much better. Feng Qing fell into a deep sleep, only feeling that a big warm hand on her face was stroking her small face, which was a little familiar, she rubbed against her, and fell asleep peacefully.

Chen Moyu's eyes suddenly filled with tenderness, "Qing'er~"

There was a sudden thump in his chest, and another sharp pain hit him immediately, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on his face. He sat quietly and adjusted his breath, closed his eyes, exhaled a foul breath, smiled wryly, and said that peony flowers will die, Being a ghost is also romantic, he doesn't want to become a ghost just for one time, if he does it many times, it will last a lifetime.

Stretching out his hand, he was about to hold Feng Qing's hand, but was interrupted by a voice from outside, "My lord~"

Opening the door, Chen Moyu's face became cold, "Take good care of Miss Feng!"

The servant girl walked in and looked at Feng Qing on the bed in surprise, why did the prince bring back the girl from the Feng family? After a while, a white carrier pigeon flew out.

"Master, look!" Holding the pigeon in the sword's hand, he untied the letter from its ankle and handed it to Chen Moyu.

Chen Moyu took it apart and glanced at it, "Don't do it yet, lest you startle the snake!"

"Yes!"

That delicate and gentle little girl has long since disappeared, so why am I still reluctant to let go? It's just because I remember that bright little face when I was young, following behind me, calling me sweetly, "Brother Yu~"

He sneered, brothers and even fathers can kill each other, so why is it a person who has no blood relationship, although he always treats her as his own sister~
The moon exudes a cool light, and people become more and more lonely~
As soon as Chen Moyu stretched out his hand, there was a small jade pendant in his hand, and it shattered into pieces, as if he had made a break with the past, and he could no longer care about the old love!
"Well, I have a headache." Feng Qing opened her eyes and supported her forehead. Normally, she wouldn't drink that much wine, why this time~ she shook her drowsy head.

"Hey, where is it?"

"Miss Feng, you are awake. This is the hangover soup that the prince specially ordered for you~"

"My lord? Which lord?"

(End of this chapter)