Chapter 109: Muyo-Ochi nosebleed

"The emperor is old, it's time to rest!" Wen Xingyuan's salty Qingyue sounded, but a flash of majesty flashed between his eyebrows.
"My son's poison can be solved?" Uncle Hai asked with concern.
"No problem." Wen Xingyuan remembered that he had been soaking in the cold pool of Houshan for a few days, and the pain had eased a lot.
It's also time for Yao to go to Yaoer. He hasn't touched her for many days, thinking of her tight.
"Uncle Hai, what action does King Qin have?" The Feng family is so changed, Xuanyuan Haohan can't do nothing.
"It is said that King Qin placed Miss Feng in house in Xuribechuang, and also kept twelve hours of sleepless guards. It is said that those people were the dead men he had secretly cultivated. He wanted to see the wings of the Phoenix for Miss Feng's back. Is n’t it?
After Uncle Hai groaned for a while, he still said everything he knew.
Alas.
"Yao'er is the owner, what about King Qin?" Wen Xingyuan and Wen Ya's face flashed a ruthless look. Her belly might have his son-in-law, how could he let his child call other men for Dad?
"Son, if you want to grab the wind, please start fast. It is said that in the next two days, the Rising Sun Bezhuang will hold a big wedding ceremony." Uncle Hai reported the news received by his men to Wen Xingyuan.
"Let Xuanyuan Haohan dream!" Wen Xingyuan got up gracefully and walked into the courtyard under the moonlight.
"Uncle Hai, I'm going to Xuri Sun Village, if I don't go, I will regret it." After Wen Xingyuan said, people had quietly disappeared into the courtyard.
"It turns out that the son really cares about Miss Fengjia." Uncle Hai said to himself.
Uh ...
Fuxiu House
"Xuanyuan Haohan, it's night, I want to go to bed." Feng Yanyao finished embroidering the last begonia flower, and saw Xuanyuan Haohan sitting beside her with a book. She looked up and looked at the moonlight outside the window, it was faint Urged.
"You are my maiden, sleeping with you, it is justified." Xuanyuan Haohan's greedy eyes fell on Feng Yanyao's face.
"But I really want to get married, there are two days left, so it is still inappropriate." Feng Yanyao pointed at the door, and she meant that he wanted him to go.
"Feng Yaoyao, I can give you everything you want, why drive me away so much? Or do you disdain my company?" Xuanyuan Haohan never thought that this woman would hate him so much.
"Can His Royal Highness Qin not wait for two days? Still, you want my body now? If you want, you can take it away!" Feng Yanyao put the embroidery stretcher and went to the screen to change Strike a white lewd clothes, step by step Shenglian came over.
"What do you mean? If I want you, do I need to use you strong? I want you to give me willingly!" Xuanyuan Haohan thought about what kind of woman she wanted, but she still liked her Many men have ambiguous relationships with women.
After Xun said, Xuanyuan Haohan fell and went away, showing that he was still very angry.
Xiao Feng Yao Yao took a sigh of relief when he saw him go.
Alas.
I walked to the window and was trying to close it, but she was startled when she heard something under the floor.
"Yaoer." The coming voice was very excited, with a little joy for the rest of the life after the disaster.
"Wen Xingyuan? You ... How did you get out of here?" Feng Yanyao was scared by him.
"Xuri Sunbezhuang was designed and built by my founding emperor to send my ancestors, so I know the secret way of Xuri Sunbezhuang, Yaoer, let me take you away, okay?" Wen Xingyuan gazed at her coquettishly. Rongdao.
"If you can, here, I don't want to stay for a moment." Feng Yanyao nodded, yeah, she wants to leave, she doesn't marry Xuanyuan Haohan.
"Xing Yuan, are you poisoned?" Feng Yanyao cared.
"It was lifted by the quickest method. Yaoer, it's my fault that made you worry." Wen Xingyuan's smile bloomed, her eyes glowing, her eyebrows picturesque, and her fragrant.
"You know it is good." Feng Yan Yao smiled. Her eyes were glued to his handsome face, and that smile made her drunk.
"Yao'er, did Xuanyuan Haohan treat you?" Wen Xingyuan asked.
"Want me to marry him in two days!" Feng Yanyao said lightly.
"Yaoer, then ... how did you answer?" Wen Xingyuan was a little nervous.
"Promise for the time being, think about looking for a chance to escape." Feng Yan Yao grinned.
"Smart, I like it." Wen Xingyuan leaned over her forehead and kissed softly.
Feng Yanyao lazily fell into Wen Xingyuan's arms, closed his eyes, sniffed a faint scent of fragrance on his body, refreshing, lips raised, "I really want to take me away, I am preparing to fight against King Qin ?"
"Why not?" Wen Xingyuan smiled slightly.
"Your family knows, I will say that I am a scumbag." Feng Yanyao opened his eyes casually.
"They don't have that courage." Wen Xingyuan's white hands and slender fingers rubbed her hair
Alas.
She Fengyao grabbed his handle and played, seemingly asked, "Are you afraid that Xuanyuan Haohan will wait here again?"
"Yaoer, are you afraid of him?" Wen Xingyuan raised his eyebrows.
"There is no need to be afraid." Feng Yanyao smiled lightly.
"I'm going to sleep with Yaoer tonight." Wen Xingyuan took her hand and said softly.
"Okay." Feng Yiyao snuggled into his chest and smiled.
Xu Xingyuan then picked up Feng Yiyao and walked to the inner room.
"Xingyuan, I think it's all right, if I leave, Wusha and Ziyun can't live, I will arrange them first, and then I will leave with an idea, is it good for you?" Feng Yanyao saw him take off The cumbersome clothing, she smiled at him and said.
"Okay, I listen to you, but I don't want to lose myself to him, it's really impossible, you just run away from the secret road and go to Fengyun Inn to find me, nothing else!" Wen Xingyuan approached her and hugged her Road.
"I see." Feng Yanyao stretched out his slender arm, hooked his neck, and stared intently at him.
Yan Wenxingyuan's pupils were bright and shiny, and the restrained and deep face only showed the tenderness and spoiledness when she faced her.
"Yaoer, it's night, let's sleep together." Wen Xingyuan's dexterous hands removed a piece of clothing from her, peeled clean like a bamboo shoot, exposing the white and tender enchanting curve.
"Um." Feng Yanyao agreed shyly.
The night is cold, and the night is as cold as water.
Uh ...
Wu Murong rushed into black, with a black cloth on his face, and flew to the eaves of Zongrenfu.
Tong Xuanyuan Haochen was closing her eyes and raising her soul, but when she saw the flash of Murong's shadow, she came to him.
"Cousin." Murong Chong shouted softly.
"Is it really you, cousin, you should know that I have an accident?" Xuanyuan Haochen was calm and asked calmly after being excited.
Alas.
"I just learned that it didn't take long, why didn't you let your people quickly inform me, how would you like to nest in this small house?" Murong asked puzzled. ()
"I want to save my strength and wait for the fourth, seventh or ninth shots, and I will send someone to kill them in one fell swoop. In fact, you don't know. Instead, I sleep and sleep in this house." Xuanyuan Haochen smiled slightly, He didn't care. At this moment, he was indifferent and elegant, far from the image of the prince in the past.
"Cousin, you have changed." Murong said with a grin.
"It's just a pity that Lin is noble." Xuanyuan Haochen remembered the wind of Lin noble who was infatuated with herself, with a helpless smile on her face.
"It is said that it was strangled alive. It is really a fate." Murong Chong sighed.
"What? It's strangled alive! Father Huang really has a hard heart." Xuan Yuanhao heard this, and his heart was very painful. He thought he wouldn't care, but he still didn't feel bad about her. Already.
"Cousin, help me do one thing." Xuanyuan Haochen said in a deep voice.
"But listen to my cousin." Murong Chong said.
"Let's set up a coat of arms for the wind." Xuanyuan Haochen was facing the direction of Lian Cui Palace, her eyes were astringent, and a drop of crystal tears fell.
"OK." Murong nodded.
"Cousin, did you know that Fengxiang has a picture of a winged Phoenix on her back?" Xuanyuan Haochen turned to look at him and asked.
"Cousin mean?" Murong asked, puzzled.
"I want Feng Yaoyao to become my woman. You brought her to my side." When Xuanyuan Haochen remembered the prophecy about Phoenix, he turned his head and said.
"But you are the clan palace, it's not appropriate." Murong Chong remembered the beautiful princess ，, and thought of being destroyed by his cousin's hands, his face was a bit difficult.
"What is inappropriate? Don't tell me, you also like her beauty! But then again, Feng Yanyao's figure is really good. If you want to taste it first, I am willing to accept him. After all She is a beauty I have rarely seen before. "Xuanyuan Haochen thought of Feng Xiyao's enchanting figure, and could not help but think of him and Feng Yanlin turning into clouds and rain
Alas.
"Cousin, that woman has bad reviews." Murong frowned.
"Cousin, did you not want to help me?" Xuanyuan Haochen was a little angry.
"It's not that I don't want to help you, but let me do things that go against my conscience, I think I ..." Murong shook her head.
"Cousin, it's up to you whether your cousin can turn over this time!" Xuanyuan Hao Chen patted his shoulder.
"Okay, I'll think of a way." Murong Chong nodded helplessly.
"Cousin, she tastes great. If you are a boy, it's good to get her out of the way. Hahaha ..." Xuanyuan Haochen laughed, he was an unscrupulous smile, this mansion, he Up and down have already been done, he was just guessing when his father Huang ’s energy would disappear, how many days would he be locked up?
Regarding the disuse of the prince, he does not put his eyes on him. If he is in the position of the ninety-five respect under the emperor's ass.
"Cousin, then you have a rest, I'll go out first." Murong looked at the dark room, the swaying candlelight, his eyes moved slightly, and faintly said on Xuanyuan Haochen's face laughing.
After Mu Rongchong finished speaking, he quickly walked away from the eaves and went to Xuri Bezhuang, but he looked around, all of them were dead men arranged by King Qin, and his ruddy lips were drawn.
Alas, these dead men are not in his eyes, a proud smile on his lips.
His lightning-like figure quickly shuttled into the inner courtyard, chopped a rough girl with a hand knife, and asked about the whereabouts of Feng Yiyao, and only found Fuyaoju smoothly.
I was just curious when he heard the rough murmur of men and the cooing of women.
So he got a little bit of saliva and stuck it on his finger, broke the window paper, it was okay not to look at it, and his face was as red as steamed hairy crabs.
But in the small window paper gap, he reflected her undulating body, faithfully showing every wave.
Murong Chong saw his cousin Xuanyuan Haochen and Fengchen woman turn over the clouds and rain in Lichun Hospital. Therefore, he was not surprised at this scene, but he was a little angry. Pure and immaculate, why is she now happy under other men?
He gasped inexplicably, closed his eyes, he didn't want to see it
Alas.
Suddenly he heard the two inside talking.
"Yaoer, take care of me, I'm gone." Then 窸 窸窣 窣 's dressing.
嗯 "Well, what you said, I will remember." It was a woman's charming voice.
For a long time, a slight sound was the voice of the man inside.
Xi Murongchong opened his eyes, but the two figures in his head were struggling. Would he like to take the woman inside to the Congrenfu.
Who knew it for a moment? His head bumped into a pot of emerald green spider plant on the window sill, making a slight noise, but with the sensitive ears of Feng Queyao, Feng Queyao noticed it.
"Who is outside? Is it shameless? Or is it Ziyun?" Feng Yan Yaoyang asked.
Wu Murong touched his nose, and leaped into the house, but frightened Feng Yaoyao?
At this time, how could this place be Murong Chong? The character she couldn't think of!
"Murongchong?" Feng Yanyao thought that he was naked now, and quickly wrapped Jin Jin in his body, questioning.
"Why did you come here late at night?" Was it? Will she and Wen Xingyuan be obsessed with love and affection? Thinking of this, Feng Yanyao's pretty face turned red and red, brighter and more charming than the peach blossom in March.
Wu Murong looked up at her, but saw that he could see her round and silky incense shoulders, and then the cloud-shaped brocade was wrapped around. The light shoulders made his heart beat.
He didn't dare to raise his eyes, he closed his eyes, he didn't dare to think, but the scene of 旖旎 he just watched from the gap of the paper in the window just hit his brain and nerves all the more.
"Murong Chong, if you are okay, leave quickly." Feng Yanyao drove away.
"Who was that man just now? Is it King Qin?" Damn, he was so nervous that he didn't even look at who the man was?
"No comment." Feng Yanyao sent him with these four words
Alas.
"Do you think you are still a princess 潋 滟 high above?" Murong rushed to the edge of her bed with a short stride, looked at her condescendingly, and asked with a cold face.
"Even if I'm not a princess, but it's too much for you to run into a woman's sweetheart now!" Feng Yanyao is not afraid of losing her body, but she is now half-dead and tired of going to sleep. .
"I know that your tongue is like a spring, so I won't tell you more, get dressed and follow me." Murong Chong remembered the orders of his cousin Xuan Yuan Hao Chen, and shouted to Feng Yanyao.
But the wind 芷 Yao does not bird him.
"Where?" Feng Yanyao asked.
"Wear clothes before telling you where to go!" Murong rushed over, trying not to look at the enchanting figure wrapped in brocade.
"No, if you took me to Longtan Tiger Cave, wouldn't I be very disadvantaged." Feng Yanyao yawned lazily, without even meaning to move.
"You ... Quickly get dressed!" Murong Chong felt that her patience was going to be exhausted.
"What are you so anxious about? You're not in a hurry to get a reincarnation!" Feng Yanyao secretly hooked his lips.
"You-stop, I'll carry you to the clan's house like this!" Murong rushed to see that she hadn't moved yet, and decided.
what? Carry it to the clan?
Hey, wait, is n’t it the derelict Prince Xuanyuan Haochen that is now closed by the clan?
So what did he take her to the clan's house?
Hey, wouldn't Xuanyuan Haochen want to lean on her? Is it for the phoenix spreading wings behind her?
"No, I won't go, you go!" Feng Yanyao did not mean to be afraid of him.
"Feng Yaoyao, if you don't obey, you believe it or not, I am here for you?" Murong Chong originally wanted to deal with the matter peacefully. Now it seems that it is not so easy, let alone cousin said before He has a very good body, and he said that he should let him be a boy, but he doesn't think he can be so excessive?
However, the fragrant scene he saw from the window paper just made his wolf blood surging, wishing he was the man who pressed her
Alas.
"Hey, Murong Chong, what are you looking at me like this?" Feng Yanyao saw Murong Chong looking at himself, and felt that his complexion was very dark now, and he seemed to swallow her.
"Feng Yaoyao, cousin said that I am a boy, it's time to open up!" Murong Chong looked at her charming little face, and her sword tongue hooked the dry lips, and even Hara stayed.
Su Fengfeng Yaoya saw Murong drooling, petrified immediately.
"You ... you drooled!" Feng Yanyao pointed with one hand, and suddenly the smooth moire brocade was accidentally slipped down, and Bai Nen's snow skin was exposed to the air, showing the halo of the pearl, Let Murong look at the uncle's gaze again.
So big, so big! An authentic 36 drops, Murong swept the line of sight, snorted, and even blew his nose.
"Hey, Murong Chong, are you? Isn't it your boy chicken?" Feng Yanyao was fascinated by his magical spray, and when he saw him, she laughed immediately, and she simply laughed. Don't blame yourself for everything.
"Who ... who ... boy chicken?" Murong wiped his nose blood, and was so annoyed at the moment that he wanted to dig a hole for the first time in his life, so his cheeks quickly stained red.
Feng Yanyao hugged his chest with both hands and smiled at him with a leisurely smile, and said, "Murong Chong, Murong Chong, you can't take me away today, you still go back by yourself? In case the blood in your body? It's gone, but that's my worst sin! "
"You ... you shameless ... you ... I want to touch!" Murong Chong is a man of great strength and blood, and now he is despised by Feng Yanyao. How can he be convinced? Fingers leaned towards her.
I just wind Feng Yao Yao spins quickly, leaving him with a more sloppy white back. "Get off, you don't have to face!" Feng Yanyao saw him scolding herself, so she did not politely retort, and the slender Bainen's jade foot kicked three inches below his umbilical cord—
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