Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

Feng Xiaoye wanted to tell him to change his family, but he seemed to have seen through her mind and said, "princess, you didn't open the inn. Naturally, I have the right to stay."

After talking, he took a long step and walked in.

Chang Song followed, and the waiter on the other side immediately welcomed him. In particular, seeing Mo Yihan's expensive clothes, he knew that he was an extremely noble man, so he came forward to greet him more flatteringly.

Feng Xiaoye glared angrily at the other side, turned back his sight, pedaled upstairs and entered the room.

No silence followed.

However, Mo Yihan, who was entangled by the waiter below, glanced at Feng Xiaoye, who had left on the second floor, and his heart sank.

She even lives in a room with the monk?

He will never allow it!

……

After taking his seat, Feng Xiaoye said to Wuji, "elder martial brother, we leave here overnight. The farther the better!"

"This......" Wu Ji nodded.

In fact, she doesn't have much opinion about leaving him, but it's obvious that Feng Xiaoye deliberately dodges the man named Mo Yihan. That's why she will try her best to dodge?

Wind Ono looked a little lonely.

"Get out of here, get out of where he doesn't exist."

She didn't know if she was too counselled to run away like this, but she just didn't have the courage to face him.

He suddenly looked for her, which made her so flustered for a moment. But gradually, her flustered mind sank. She calmed down and thought for a while before she realized that she was just a nuisance.

She's only fifteen years old. She's still a school girl at her modern age. Why do you worry so much?

"Ono... Are you..." Wuji wanted to ask something, but he still swallowed his words back to his stomach.

He seems to be aware of the emotional changes of fengxiaoye. If he talks too much, it will make fengxiaoye uncomfortable at the bottom of his heart.

Wind Ono got up, walked to the bed and lay down.

"Elder martial brother, close the door for me when you go to have a rest. I'll have a rest first."

Because there was no silence, she didn't worry at all and lay down on the bed to rest. She closed her eyes, and even though she was very tired, her mind was still wide awake and thinking.

Without silence, he pulled the corners of his lips helplessly and funny, but didn't leave immediately.

"Ono..." his clear voice sounded in such a lonely room with a trace of warmth, "it's better to wash and rest."

Wind Ono nodded in the quilt.

"Ono... If... If I return to vulgarity..." Wuji's voice sounded again with a little temptation.

At this time, the waiting wind Ono opened his eyes and looked at the silence standing not far away.

"If you return to vulgarity?" It's a good thing for him to return to vulgarity. What do you think of him as distressed?

The words that Wuji wanted to say just wandered around his throat for a while, and finally he swallowed them back reluctantly. He shook his head. "No, no, no, nothing. I'll go first. You have a good rest."

Then he turned and left.

When Feng Xiaoye saw him leave, he sat up and looked strangely at his leaving figure.

That's strange.

I always feel that senior brother Wuji has been very strange since he got out of prison. It's like... It's like a river of spring water has been wrinkled. The originally calm lake has set off ripples.

But what emotional changes can monks have?

She shook her head and lay down again.

The door was knocked.

"Girl, the childe next door asked me to bring hot water."

Next door?

Fengxiaoye remembers that Wuji lives next door. He ordered hot water for himself as soon as he went out? Thinking of this, a trace of warmth flowed through her heart.

"Send it in."

The waiter brought in the hot water and smiled, "girl, that childe is really nice and intelligent. Why is the girl so reluctant?"

Feng Xiaoye got up to test the water temperature. When he heard the waiter's words, a fox's confusion appeared on his face.

"What are you talking about?"

What is this man talking about?

And she doesn't understand what's going on?

Feng Xiaoye's Fox confusion became a kind of guilty in the eyes of the waiter. The waiter said, "girl, it's normal for unmarried couples to make trouble occasionally. Even if they get married in the future, they will make trouble again, but girl, you should be more tolerant..."

Feng Xiaoye listened more and more strangely, and gradually realized that the hot water was not sent at Wuji's command.

I think so. How could the elm head know to send hot water to her?

Now you don't have to guess which bastard it is!

Ink is easy to cold!

"You get out!" She said unhappily, "I want to take a bath and rest!"

The waiter saw that she was angry and didn't dare say anything, so he quickly withdrew.

How dare he annoy her again? If anything goes wrong, their shop will be closed.

Close the door and lock it. Feng Xiaoye stares at the hot water in front of him. He hesitates for a moment and is still ready to strip and take a bath. Since it's hot water, it's not for nothing.

She took off her clothes and was ready to go into the water. Suddenly, a strange sound came from the screen.

She looked warily out of the screen.

"Who?"

At this time, a repressed male voice came from outside the screen: "I."

Isn't this familiar voice the son of a bitch Mo Yihan?

Feng Xiaoye's face sank a little, "how dare you! I'm taking a bath. How dare you break into my house?"

The man outside the screen: "

Only the vague silhouette of the man can be seen from the screen, but it is enough to imagine his strong and straight body.

I don't know if it was the hot water. The hot air floated up her cheeks and made her cheeks hot.

"Mo Yihan, what are you doing here?"

"Explain." The man outside the screen paused for a while before saying, "I didn't marry her."

Feng Xiaoye looked up at the ceiling, with a clear and cold voice and color. "Even so, you will still marry someone else from the Yu family in the future."

Old general Mo had told them about their relationship with the Yu family that day. She knew that there were others who didn't marry Yu Zhi. In short, it must be the girl of the Yu family.

Mo Yihan slowly pinched his fist, "don't you believe me?"

"I don't believe you, but I think you are in a different situation from me. My father and mother may not ask about my marriage, but your parents can't just ask about your marriage."

Because this is their eldest son and the most promising successor of Mohism.

Mo Yihan suddenly bypassed the screen.

"Ah! Who let you in!" The tall black shadow of the man suddenly shrouded down, so that her petite figure suddenly fell under the black shadow projected by him, and her look was a little more flustered.

At least she is also a big yellow girl. What's it like to let this man see it all?

Mo Yihan wanted to say something to refute her, but suddenly his pupils contracted and his eyes stagnated on her beautiful little face.

The girl's skin was stained with water vapor, very gentle, her hair was messy on her cheeks, and her skin was white and tender.

He rolled up and down his throat.

I was caught off guard when I saw such a beautiful scene, and my breath stagnated.

He quickly turned his head, glanced away, and was agitated at the bottom of his heart.

He is already an 18-year-old boy about to be 19 years old. He is a vigorous man. He is no longer a green child before. What's more... This is the girl I miss.

"I'll go outside." He said in a dumb voice, but he still walked out of the screen.

Fengxiaoye looked down at his body stained with water stains and gently glanced, "where were we just talking about? Oh, yes, even if you don't marry Yu Zhi, you will marry other people in the Yu family. Mo Yihan, we are predestined."

"You haven't tried. How do you know it's never meant to be?"

The man's voice sounded gnashing his teeth outside the screen.

Feng Xiaoye sighed helplessly, "I haven't tried. Shall we try again?"

"I will marry you." His tone was as firm as he had said to marry her last time.

Last time, his family objected. This time, he will have his own way.

Feng Xiaoye sighed secretly and didn't bother to refute anything. Anyway, he always talked to himself and didn't think about anything else.

She got up and found a clean dress to put on. When she went out, she found that he was still not gone.

"I'm going to rest." She said with a straight face.

Mo Yihan sat beside the tea table with a faint look, "I see you rest."

Feng Xiaoye: "

Who can sleep when watched?

Feng Xiaoye said stiffly, "can you stop making trouble? I'm going to have a rest!"

Mo Yihan gets up and suddenly approaches her.

The girl who has just bathed has a faint fragrance of flowers. The fragrant and sweet smell is attracting him.

"What are you doing?" Feng Xiaoye stepped back a few steps and stared at him.

"Ono, come back with me. Your father and mother have returned to the palace. Your father asked me to find you back to the palace. Don't you plan to go back and reunite with them?"

Feng Xiaoye went to one side of the stool and sat down. He tilted his feet and looked faint: "naturally, I want to go back, but this is also my family business. General Mo has asked too much?"

He asked too much?

Mo Yihan bowed his head and gently but reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips.

When will the girl bow down to him?

Feng Xiaoye said again, "did the father emperor ask you to find me? Or did you take the initiative to ask the father emperor to find me? My father emperor, I know best. He usually raises me."

Mo Yihan: "

Who's the foster daughter who will raise it?

Probably only today's emperor.

But look at this girl. She is indeed raised in a free range.

Whose princess will go into the dungeon well. If he didn't get the news, the little girl might still be in prison for a long time and don't know how to escape.

Feng Xiaoye got up and stretched. "I'm really tired. You can quit. I'll go back, but I don't want to go back now."

She won't let herself go back before she calmly talks to him face to face.

She is just a 15-year-old girl. How can she face so many problems? Besides, she is also a novice. She doesn't know how to deal with it better.

Mo Yihan got up, "OK, I'll talk to you again tomorrow."

"Don't come tomorrow!" With a jump in her eyebrows, she refused without even thinking about it.

Don't be kidding. Come back tomorrow to make her depressed?