Lord, did he rebel today?

Chapter 13

Nangong Wanqing glanced at the hall, waiting to confirm that the wailing employees on the ground were just superficial injuries, she was slightly relieved, and then looked at the group of people who smashed her restaurant.

Well, very good!It seems that yesterday's warning fell on deaf ears.

"Yo yo yo... The little lady is here, how about it! Do you like this gift I gave you?"

"Zhen Huaicai! Hurry up and tell your people to stop, or don't blame me for being rude!"

When Zhen Huaicai saw the person coming, he did not forget to shake the folding fan in his hand as he walked over, fanning it pretending to be chic, and teasingly said: "I want my people to stop, it's easy to say. You make No. 19 for my son." Concubine Fang, we have a family, so naturally..."

thump—

"what……"

Zhen Huaicai covered one eye, realizing that he was beaten again by the little lady in front of him, jumped up on the spot, and jumped into a rage, what kind of demeanor, what kind of chic, go to hell: "You bitch, you actually... Aww! Aww! ..."

Nangong Wanqing blew her fist, looked at it for a few seconds and seemed very satisfied with her masterpiece, she smiled sweetly: "Not bad, it's quite symmetrical."

"Bold and cunning woman, how dare you beat the Shizi!"

"Hey! You can also fight my family's eldest son?!"

"Quickly kneel down and admit your mistake, maybe my family's grandson will be kind enough to leave you a small, small... small..." The last word "fate" is still stuck in his mouth.

A group of guards saw their eldest son held a dagger against his throat by a girl, and his faces were either pale with fright or turned into liver-colored, turning blue and white like palettes that had been overturned. Funny and funny.

Nangong Wanqing pressed down a dagger on her wrist, and made a listening movement with her ears slightly tilted: "Small what... huh?"

"Don't... don't hurt my son, swords have no eyes, girl, little... ancestor, aunt, as long as you don't hurt my son, everything is negotiable."

Nangong Wanqing swept her eyebrows sideways.

At that glance, the eyes were extremely cold, and the brows were also as cold as frost: "I remember, I warned you yesterday, if you dare to come to my restaurant to cause trouble, your legs will be discounted."

Do you really think she is one of those ancient Jiaojiao misses who never fight back when scolded or hit back?Running to the restaurant she owns to play wild, is it because she changed her body after wearing clothes and lost weight, so she couldn't lift a knife anymore?

"I, I am... the eldest son of the Marquis of Cheng'en, if you... if you dare to hurt me, the Marquis of Cheng'en will not let you go, hiss..."

Feeling the sharp pain in the neck, Zhen Huaicai suddenly raised two eyebrows, this crazy woman really dared to hurt him, she really dared...

— hurt him?

This crazy woman was not bluffing, remembering that she was also beaten out of the restaurant by this crazy woman yesterday, Zhen Huaicai's aura was immediately frightened, and those who cherish their lives are most afraid of death.

And if he had known that this crazy woman had a dagger hidden in her body, he would have stood far away and let only the guards go up.

"I was hurt, what can you do to me?" Nangong Wanqing said disdainfully, what kind of shit son, provoked her, and told him to know why red flowers are the most beautiful in minutes?

What can he do with a dagger around his neck, of course... A man can bend and stretch, but he only has one life, so it's more important to save his life at this moment.There will be a long time to come, and there will be plenty of time to deal with this crazy woman. At that time, he must let this crazy woman survive or die, and regret what she did today. Zhen Huaicai secretly swore in his heart, but what he said was begging for mercy.

"Grandma, please forgive me!"

"Hey! Good grandson!"

Nangong Wanqing responded simply.

As soon as the words were finished, the crowd thought of puff...haha...hey...and other laughter one after another.

The turning point came so unexpectedly, all the diners kept saying that the hostess of the Yuzai Soup Restaurant was too good, and immediately recognized Zhen Shizi as a great grandson.

With this reversal, it's really hard not to let people down.

--Hahaha……

Mu Fuyu saw everything that happened below. After watching the heroine cleanly and neatly gave the son of a pretense two symmetrical panda eyes, she shook out a dagger from her sleeve to hold the hostage.

The end of a set of movements is flowing and heroic.

As expected of a person who has experienced the end of the world, he will never force Lai Lai if he can do it. See, the second son was so scared that he called the heroine aunt.

【Haha... This real-life heroine looks no worse than the one in the anime. She's A and sassy, ​​and she's also pretty, not bad! 】

[Of course, the author's mother must have a preference for portraying her own daughter in the female-oriented novels, and the heroine's personality, which is independent, beautiful and strong, is very popular among readers. 】

Mu Fuyu snorted, and interjected: "So... the female lead is so strong, what do you need the male lead for?"

"..." A pair of black peas blinked blankly, a row of small black commas and a big black question mark were already hung on the bird's door.

After holding back for a long time, Jiujiu finally squeezed out a sentence: "If there is no male lead, this article will be assigned to the channel without CP."

Mu Fuyu was keenly aware of the subtlety behind the tweeted tone: "No CP...isn't it good?"

[Of course it’s not good, no CP is recognized as cool, if it’s not for a single hero and heroine who concentrates on their careers and upgrades the plot flow, it’s difficult for ordinary people without CP to get ahead. 】Jiujiu explained for a while, afraid that the host would not understand Liang without CP, and thoughtfully gave an easy-to-understand example, "Yuyu, think about it, how many protagonists have no CP? Is it one, right? How many protagonists are there in the romance novel? At least there are two, right? They all bring their own family members."

[Look, one is against two, first of all the gap in numbers has widened, so the one without CP must not be able to outperform the one with CP. 】

"." That... makes sense.I give you a full score of [-] points, and the extra point is to reward your explanation logic, which is completely fine.

So, he probably knows how the hero of this article got here.

Catching a few brainwaves, Jiujiu shook his head: "Here? What is it?"

Mu Fuyu cleared her throat, and kindly explained: "I said, the male lead of your family probably gave it as a phone bill, uh...it seems wrong, it is a female lead to send the male lead."

As soon as he finished explaining, he received a very weird look. What kind of look is this from the little emperor?

Dazed, puzzled, surprised, hesitant, thinking...the complexity is indescribable.But when he looked over, the little emperor returned to normal for a second, as if what he saw just now was just an illusion.

Jiujiu: It feels like there is a wall between it and the host?It's charging phone bills again, and it's not right... What is charging the heroine to send the hero?

Do you have this package?There are charges... baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa isaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

I also know that this is absolutely impossible, and it is not a text written by my stepmother, and... I was obviously talking about no CP, but I jumped to the phone bill in the blink of an eye, and the channel jumped out of bounds.

It's okay to arrange it indiscriminately without such imagination.

"Young master? Do you have something to say?" And to him?

Mu Fuyu looked away from the first floor, and saw the little emperor slightly raised his eyelids, and his moderately thin lips slowly raised a slightly curved arc, a little bit in his direction.

"Does she look good? Uncle Emperor."

A few words, close to the ear, especially the last "Uncle Emperor", Mu Fuyu seemed to be able to feel a little warmth on the contour of the ear, itching and numbness.

"Uncle, you haven't answered me yet?"

Just talk, can you stop being so close?Why does the little emperor always love to rub against his side, obviously there was still a distance between them just now.

"Did you like the girl down there?"

Without getting a response, Dong Linfeng asked again, subconsciously getting closer.

Mu Fuyu pushed the little emperor's face aside, rubbed his numb ears: "Speak well, what are you doing so close? Stay away from me."

Ok……

After Mu Fuyu's push, Dong Linfeng realized that his and Mu Fuyu's postures were somewhat inappropriate at this time. He put one hand on the railing and the other hand surrounded Mu Fuyu, and the two were very close.

If you look at it from the back, it looks like he is holding Mu Fuyu in his arms... Isn't this posture too intimate?

"I...not..." He just wanted to hear it more clearly, so he... leaned over.

Because there were many people watching the excitement on the second floor and the voices were noisy, if he didn't get closer to Mu Fuyu, he wouldn't be able to hear what he was saying.

"I'm not, uh..." As soon as he took half a step back, Dong Linfeng felt someone hit him from behind, not only didn't take half a step back, but he took a half step forward, and the arm that was hanging on the railing bent, this time He really hugged the circle of people...in his arms.

Mu Fuyu: I told you to stay away, why did you still take it?The little emperor is deaf again?

"My lord, you..." The remaining few words stuck in his throat, Jiang Sui looked down at the person who held him, and made a statement, "What are you pulling me for, you didn't see our house..."

"Young Master protects your Young Master, nothing will happen."

Jiang Suifei quickly glanced over there, he actually wanted to say that it was because of His Majesty that I was even more worried. It has only been half a month since their prince came back, and His Majesty always uses various excuses to get close to the prince. It's really a problem to get started at every turn...is it really a problem?

Looking back, he shook off the statement's hand, then motioned the other party to look over there, and asked tentatively, "But... don't you think that your Majesty and Young Master's behavior is too much?"

Being questioned suddenly, the statement was obviously taken aback, thinking of the scene where His Majesty approached King Su to speak, and now he almost directly hugged King Su's waist in his arms, as if... a bit?

"Well, the two young masters have a good relationship, don't they?" As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Chen felt that he was stared at severely.

That glance contained too much, and just as he was about to explain, he heard the voice of his Majesty speaking, and the expression on his face was stunned as His Majesty spoke.

If he hadn't followed His Majesty out of the palace, if he hadn't been standing behind His Majesty right now, he would never have believed the statement. The wise and mighty His Majesty in his mind would one day... stutter?

——Facing, King Su.

"I, I can explain, just now someone bumped into me...and stepped on me, two feet."

Mu Fuyu was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, seeing the little emperor's explanation that he stammered to the point of nervousness, he suddenly laughed: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty was trampled on?"

Hahaha... More than one kick, the little emperor was too unlucky.However, there are a lot of people around the railing on the second floor, and it is really easy to step on people because of the crowd.

I was stepped on by someone, so why should I laugh so gloatingly? Do I not want to lose face?

He shouldn't have explained it just now, and made a joke for Mu Fu Yutu.

Mu Fuyu laughed for a while before remembering the identity of the person in front of him, someone he couldn't afford to laugh at.

The laughter gradually stopped, and the eyes turned to other places, but turned back in the next second, so busy laughing, they forgot that he and the little emperor were almost stuck together: "Cough, that...your hand can Move somewhere?"

As Mu Fuyu's gaze sank, she paused for a moment, then moved a little to the side, her movements were very stiff, with the same hands and feet.

When Mu Fuyu saw this, the laughter that had just stopped for a while broke out again.

Dong Linfeng: "..." His hands felt itchy, and he wanted to cover Mu Fuyu's mouth.

I don't know if it's feasible or not?

The author says:

Tie Tie hugged, hey, can it be far?

Little emperor, look at my -_- little eyes, don't be cowardly, come on.

Pre-receipt, pre-receipt, pre-receipt, important things are said three times, little cutie, little angel... I'm still not your little baby——

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