Ode to Longevity

You really don't want to be here to take care of Murong Chu, right?

Even Feng Qingge was depressed, looking at the memorials that were thrown out, some floating in the water, some hanging on the lanterns, and the long text was written in a full volume, but Murong Chu in front of him didn't know it at all. would like to see. Feng Qingge glanced at it casually, but felt that something was wrong, and immediately turned around and took off the memorial, and the whole person's face changed instantly.

This is just a piece of military intelligence that came from the border, which is so ordinary that it can no longer be ordinary military intelligence, but the content above shocked Feng Qingge. The border has been in constant fire, and the people are struggling, and Yun Guo has already lost three cities, and has retreated to the back, waiting for support. And the above clearly pointed out that Murong Chu should send General Feng who was stationed here all the year round.

After turning over a few more memorials, as long as the military is mentioned, everything about the frontier is mentioned above, and let General Feng go back. On all sides of the cloud country, only the Sang country did not attack, and other neighboring countries began to occupy the frontier of the cloud country. Even the people of the Feng family, who were guarding the frontier and were deliberately distracted by Murong Hao, were also summoned back by Murong Chu, and then detained together?

Originally thought that Murong Hao's suspicions were already serious enough, but he never thought that Murong Chu would go even further, imprisoning everyone in the Feng family. Murong Chu, have you read all the memorials here? Do you know the information above?

You want this country so much, why don't you cherish it after you get it. Are you willing to be reviled by the people when you see your kingdom reduced to what it is now? Looking at the soundly asleep, Feng Qingge picked up the memorials on the ground, put them together and helped him put them on the table.

While placing it on the table, Feng Qingge almost bit her tongue. His right hand trembled, his eyes widened at the token placed on the table, I'll go to your uncle, you let us come and steal the Jiahai token, isn't this just on the table, and steal another one Shit, can't you just take it!

"I'm going, is this a fool? It's all put here, and I can't see it!" Feng Ni, who was helping to clean up, also found out that something was wrong. Those eyes were all round, and the memorial in his hand had not had time to put down.

He Lanbo heard the sound and ran over with his skirt in his hand. He happened to see something on the drawing paper. He didn't dare to wait any longer. The sword edge was placed on Helanbo's neck in an instant.

"..." The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and He Lanbo couldn't help but let go of his hand. He was about to surrender and apologize, but he found that there was no one behind him. It was just a hanging sword that fell down and drooped on his side. Shoulder only.

With a sigh of relief, Helanbo planned to reach out again, but Feng Qingge followed Feng Ni's eyes at the same time, wishing he could speak now.

"What's wrong, your eyes are convulsing, why are you shaking?" He Lanbo said angrily, patted the long sword on his shoulder, and continued: "Don't worry, it's alright, it's just a hanging sword. This is... …”

He stretched out his hand and was about to touch the object on the table, but the black figure behind him was reflected on the table. He Lanbo's hands shook, but the hands were already stretched out, and he couldn't take them back. Feng Ni brought the memorial in his hand, put it on the table and said: "This is better to put it here, Your Majesty may not wake up in a while, let's clean it first, by the way, get His Majesty a blanket to cover by the way. Come on, don't catch a cold..."

"..." I'll go, you brag without drafting! Feng Qingge almost choked on his own spittle. He Lanbo was so smooth when he did this, without any pause at all. People who didn't know thought he really took the memorial and put it on the table. Up. You can do this, shamelessly say such unintentional words.

Fortunately, Murong Chu behind him was not angry. He kicked He Lanbo with his feet. He looked at the three people in front of him indifferently, and said coldly, "Who let you in, get out."

"Your Majesty, Princess Luoran asked the servants to stay and serve your Majesty." Feng Ni quickly got up and bowed his head.

That slightly shy face made Murong Chu's heart move. The light in his black eyes flickered, and with a cold smile, Murong Chu lowered his head and said, "Where did you come from?"

Can you say that the Tang Dynasty came from the East? Feng Qingge complained in the bottom of her heart, using the sea in front of her forehead to block herself as much as possible, she wiped a handful of soil and wiped it on her face, looking disgraced. Fortunately, Murong Chu was in a state of drunkenness and could not recognize her immediately. It seems that this face should be slightly changed.

"This servant has just entered the palace, from a small village." He replied softly, Feng Ni slowly raised his head and glanced at Murong Chu, but shyly, he suddenly lowered his head and pursed his lips and smiled.

If he was really a woman, the action just now would have tempted the man. But Feng Qingge and Helanbo knew that he was a man, and if they made such a move, goose bumps all over their body. You are obviously a naked, naked seducer, attracting Murong Chu.

He Lanbo even collapsed. In fact, he never imagined that his brother could be more beautiful and enchanting than a woman. If it wasn't for taking a shower and urinating together, he would really take off Feng Ni's pants, whether it was a man or a woman. At first, Feng Er Shui was regarded as a man, but now he is about to regard Feng Ni as a girl.

"Have you learned something, can you dance and play drums?" Putting on a coat casually, Murong Chu opened her clothes and sat on the dragon chair. She pushed Feng Qingge away from He Lanbo with both hands, and raised her eyebrows to look at the opposite. wind reversal.

Playing your uncle's drum, how could he do that! Roaring in his heart, Feng Ni still smiled and said: "Go back to your majesty, slaves will not, but slaves can dance sword and umbrella dance."

"Sword and Umbrella Dance? Okay, dance one." Murong Chu leaned back on the chair and said, reaching for the wine bottle beside him.

Feng Qingge almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, stared at He Lanbo quickly, and asked with a gesture, "Is Feng Ni okay, a big man, dancing, or sword umbrella, what is that?"

"How do I know, I haven't seen it before. Even with his old waist and thick arms, I doubt how he dances." He Lanbo also smiled wryly, I really don't know why Feng Ni dared to say this.

There was no way to explain to the two in front of him. Feng Ni chose a fan nearby and took the long sword that was hanging in the air. He laughed softly, "Your Majesty, this servant is embarrassing." As soon as his fan was opened, the graceful figure was already dancing.