Chapter 332: Say, what the **** is going on outside?

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"Lan ... Lanfeng ..." Mo Feng chased up with difficulty and stopped talking to Lanfeng.
"If you have something to say, if you have farts, do you think you haven't rushed too much?" Mu Ze looked at the alleys outside, thinking of the evil deeds on the scarred face, and said angrily to Mo Feng.
"Night ... What about Yefeng? Lanfeng, didn't Yefeng go with you? Where is she now?" Mo Feng looked at Lanfeng eagerly and asked softly.
"She didn't come back." Lan Feng glanced at Mo Feng and said sadly.
"Ye Feng said, if she can't find their young lady, she will never come back, let you forget her."
"Never come back ... Forget her ..." Mo Feng murmured, two tears slipped quietly in the corner of his eyes, and for a time he felt a little bit ashamed.
Lan Feng jumped off the horse, patted Mo Feng's shoulder, and calmed down softly, "Take care of yourself. If you have something to look back on, I will go to the sickhouse first."
"Let's go ... not come back ..." Mo Feng murmured and returned to the room in despair.
However, others have not stood still, and suddenly heard a loud bang, Mo Feng was shocked.
Looking up, it turned out that Ouyang Zhixuan Tieqing had a face on his face and took a palm shot. Shengsheng scattered the small table.
Mo Feng looked at the situation and realized that Master and Master were in a violent anger, and he immediately knelt down with a thump, "Master ... Master ..."
"Say, what is the rumor outside?" Ouyang Zhixuan looked at Mo Feng coldly and asked.
"Lord ... Master ..., please be angry, your subordinates are really inadvertently lost!" Mo Zhu knelt there and said with a sad face.
"Unintentional? Do you think you can stand here and speak if you are interested?" Ouyang Zhixuan looked at Mozhu and said indifferently.
"Lord ... Master, his subordinates are really wrong.
The conscience of heaven and earth, there are really no other ideas for Miss Lu.
You also know that at the time, you were seriously ill and comatose. Our small courtyard did not have a good cook, even a maid.
This subordinate must boil the medicine for you and take care of you. It is really too busy. The subordinate thinks that Governor Yao can still be trusted after all, so let Yao Fu do a favor and give you a morning and evening. medicine.
That's right, it was said at the time, this matter should not be exposed, you must find a reliable person.
But ... but who can think of it, that the Yao family actually let Miss Yao do it themselves.
As a result, Qi Feng, who was unreliable, met with others as mistresses.
Master, the subordinates really don't know about this ... "Mo Feng knelt there, tears, and said in aggrieved expression.
"Confused!"
Ouyang urged Xuan to hate the iron, and he grabbed a tea bowl and smashed it towards the ink wind.
"Yes, Qi Feng is responsible for this matter.
However, your kid can't run away, and I certainly didn't play a good role in it.
You said to yourself, do you really not know, or are you confused and pushing the boat?
Tell you, your little nines, do n’t think that this house does n’t know.
Even if others do n’t know, do n’t you know, Cher's importance to the palace? ".
"Yes, Master, you are angry, your subordinates are wrong, your subordinates are thoughtless, and your subordinates think ... your subordinates think ..." Mo Zhu's dare not dare to speak down.
Your Royal Highness, it is because you know how important Miss Lu is to you.
Seeing that Ouyang Zhixuan heard Lin Yixue falling on the cliff that day, he vomited blood and fell into a coma. Mozhu was also anxious.
Later, Governor Yao just came to him, and he expressed his meaning in this regard.
Mo Zhu looked at it, hey, not to mention, this Miss Yao is indeed impeccable in terms of character and appearance. This move is in line with Ouyang Zhixuan's consistent aesthetic.
Therefore, Mo Zhu chose to open his eyes and close his eyes, defaulting on Miss Yao's behavior.
I hope that through the care of Miss Yao, Ouyang Zhixuan can get out of the shadow of missing Miss Lu as soon as possible.
However, Mo Zhu was countless and missed a bit, who could think that Miss Lu was okay.
I knew that the result was like this. He still did so much effort and did so much useless work. Why?
He just sat still and waited for Miss Lu to return.
As soon as Miss Lu appears, the illness of His Royal Highness will be cured, and his night breeze will not abandon him.
Mo Feng thinks about it, and feels that there is a grievance in his heart.
Fortunately, however, there is still a chance for remedy.
During this time, Mo Zhu did not allow Miss Yao to enter the back room, and passed the side of Her Royal Highness, but only by default she gave some soup.
That's why for so long, people outside know that Miss Yao is taking care of His Royal Highness under the propaganda of Yao's room, and the sick Ouyang Zhixuan didn't know the reason, because he never saw anyone.
Fortunately fortunately, if it is not that Mo Feng still adheres to this principle, he must have followed Qi Feng's footsteps at the moment.
Thinking of this, Mo Zhu wiped the sweat on his forehead, and he really didn't know whether it was fortunate or worried.
"Do you think, do you think?"
Ouyang Zhixuan was also very angry, pointing at Mozhu and shouting aloud,
"For so many years, how could this palace never know, when did Mozhu become so thoughtful?"
"Small ... dare not dare, just ask His Royal Highness to take care of his body." Mo Zhu said with a word.
"Speak, do you think, how do you punish you this time?" Ouyang Zhixuan took a deep breath and fell back on his chair again, asking helplessly.
"One hundred cadres! Three months in the darkroom." Mo Zhu replied tremblingly.
What they call a dark room is actually a place to train criminals for dark guards.
Usually, only some dark guards who made mistakes will be closed here.
When people get there, they hardly have time to eat or sleep every day. As soon as they open their eyes, they are trained by various demons and greeted various formations.
Under normal circumstances, normal people are inside and can't survive for a week.
Even if it is Mozhu, stay in it for three months, and when it comes out, even if it does not die, it must be peeled.
"Come here, pull it down, blame it for a hundred, and shut it in the darkroom for three months!" Ouyang Zhixuan closed his eyes and commanded with a loud voice.
"Yes," soon two more men in black came out and drove Mozhu away.
At last an hour passed, and like a gust of wind, Lan Feng blew back to the courtyard again.
At this time, Ouyang Zhixuan was sitting on the bed, closing his eyes and raising his mind, and immediately opened his eyes when he heard the sound.
"How is it going? What's the situation?"
"Yunzhu, indeed someone has seen Miss Lu went to the sickhouse, and her subordinates have brought people over." Lan Feng's respectful series, solemnly reported.