Chapter 80: It really is a fox, charming, embryo

Looking at the back of Feng Chen Ling disappearing, San Da's face suddenly gloomy, lu, out of his family name, he spit on the ground, watching Feng Chen Ling leaving the direction said viciously: "Huh ... … I want you to be unable to get up tomorrow. See how you marry the four princesses. Hahahaha ... When Chen Ming marries the four princesses, then I will be the princess and her father-in-law, and the four princesses will take the throne , I will not worry about it forever. Hahahaha ... "
Xiao Yan, who was standing not far away, saw Feng Chen Ling leave, and hurried over, bowing her waist, and charmingly asked the third father, "Three Lord, what do you think the eldest son is !?"
"Huh ..." San Da snorted coldly, "He climbed the tall branch of the Fourth Princess, and was unwilling, but I have a way to make him unable to marry tomorrow."
Then, he waved at Xiao Yan, "You come over. You will do this in a moment ..."
Besides Feng Fengling, when he returned to the room, he saw a figure in a gold suit sitting on his back at the table in the house. Feng Chenling's first reaction was Mo Qingli, because only Mo Qingli would wear gold clothes.
But if you take a closer look, you can see that he is not Mo Qingli. Although Mo Qingli was born in the country of female honor, he is as petite as a man. In contrast, Fengchen is more than eight feet tall, not like female honor. China's petite men.
He and Mo Qingli turned the other way! !! Thinking of this, Fengchen Ling's mouth held a faint smile.
"What happy thing to think about?"
With his back facing the Fengchen Ling figure gradually turned around, a stunning face was no less inferior than Fengchen Ling, the golden hair band tied his hair high, and there was a pair of resolute and clear under his high forehead. Eyebrows, under the tall bridge of the nose is a thin, moderate lips, the corner of the mouth slightly raised, a look of non-smile look at Fengchen Ling.
"Qing Jue?" Feng Chenling looked at Feng Qingjue, who was sitting on a chair and smiled to himself in surprise. He never knew that Feng Qingjue's true face was so glorious and even made him feel filthy.
Feng Qing raised her corner of her mouth slightly, pretending to be strange, but with a smile that couldn't be masked in her eyes, "Why, you are not welcome?"
"No, no, of course not." Feng Chen Ling, who responded, waved his hands again and again, because he was afraid of Feng Qing's misunderstanding, so Feng Chen Ling kept explaining, his face was anxious, and he was stained with faint flushes.
The evening glow poured out from the door, and fell on the dusty spirit of Su Yi, making him look at the dust as a whole and give a very warm feeling.
Feng Qing couldn't help seeing what he looked like, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Well, Dust, I'll make you play."
Fengchen sighed a sigh of relief, really afraid of Feng Qing's misunderstanding, for fear that he would no longer care about himself in the future. He went to sit next to Feng Qingjie, poured himself a cup of tea, took a deep sip, and then looked at Feng Qingjie with a smile on his face, a little helpless, "You can scare me just now, I can I'm afraid you misunderstand me. "
"I'm also afraid I'm not here at the right time, I'm afraid you don't want to see me!" Feng Qing said to Fengchen Ling with a slight tone and a smile.
Fengchenling had previous experience, and naturally knew that Feng Qingju was teasing him again, so he was not anxious, and slowly said, "You also know to come back to see me, since I left last time, I haven't seen you for a long time. it's your turn."
Feng Qing absolutely knew which time Feng Chenling said "last time", but Feng Qing was absolutely willing to believe what Mo Qingli said, which woman was sent to frame herself that time, definitely not Mo Qingli. Thinking of this, Feng Qing absolutely hated his teeth, and the black hand behind the scenes not only destroyed his reputation, but also caused him to misunderstand Mo Qingli for so long. If not, he might have married Mo Qingli already.
However, if that's the case, maybe you are not your own.
"Don't talk about those," Feng Qing said with a dizzy glance, and switched the subject directly. "Do you really want to marry Mo Qingyu?"
After hearing that, the dusty eyes of the dusty eyes who had just smiled faintly dimmed, and sighed, "What if you don't marry, the arrow is on the string, you have to send it."
"Moreover, the Empress already knows this. If she doesn't marry, Mo Qinglian is a bully. Then ... her future will be ruined." Fengchen paused and continued: "I don't want her because of me. Even her future is ruined. She has paid enough for me. "
"Do you love her?" Feng Qing absolutely stared at Feng Chenling's eyes and asked directly.
Fengchen Ling smiled pale at Feng Qing, "You know that there is only Li in my heart, why do you ask more?"
"That being the case, then follow me!" Feng Qing absolutely took the hand of Fengchen Ling and said seriously: "Dust, I don't want you to regret it later, so in order not to let you continue to go wrong, follow me Let's go to my country, let's be an upright man! "
Why doesn't Fengchenling want to follow Feng Qingjue and go back to his dynasty to see, but he really doesn't want to let Mo dumping because he is hurt again.
Just as Fengchenling was about to refuse Feng Qingjue, the door knocked. "Dustling brother, are you there?"
"Who!"
"It's me, Chen Ming."
Feng Chen Ling and Feng Qing peered at each other, and then Feng Qing Jue hid behind a pillar near the bead curtain in Feng Chen Ling's house. Fengchen Ling cleared his throat at this time, and said, "It's Chenming, so come in!"
As soon as Fengchen came into the room, he looked into the room with a false charm on his face, and said, "Brother Dust, I just seemed to hear someone talking. Who is it? Is it the four princesses ?! "
While talking, Feng Chenming was almost walking to the bead curtain of the back room, and Feng Chen was in a state of urgency, and said, "My brother must have forgotten. Before we became married, the four princesses could not meet."
"But ..." At this moment Fengchen showed his hesitation and doubt. He had just heard the voice of someone in the room!
"I was just practicing songs for tomorrow's marriage. Presumably my brother heard my singing voice." Feng Chenling said with a cough.
Fengchen heard that, and cast a look of contempt toward Fengchen--it was a fox, mei, and embryo. Before he got married, he was already thinking about how to please his wife and his heart.
But the look was fleeting, and then he changed into a very concerned look, and quickly walked to the side of Fengchen Ling, with a worried face, "Brother Chenling, are you okay! How is this sick!"
"My dad is afraid that Brother Chen Ling will be ill, and he will not be able to marry tomorrow. I asked the best doctor in the city to prescribe a medicine to Brother Chen Ling. Come, Brother Chen Ling, drink it soon, and you will get better. "
Said, Feng Chenming took out a bowl of soup medicine from the bamboo basket he was holding and handed it to Feng Chenling.