The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

Xiao Xi was scared out of cold sweat. Just now, she was almost close. Her arms had to be separated from her body. Until now, she still had palpitations, and her little hands seemed to have taken off a layer of strength and became soft.

Even so, her little trembling hands squeezed his legs tightly, although weakly.

Feng Lingran picked up Xiao Xi on the ground and said in a cold voice: "Ben Wang will go back and cure your sins again, and drink wine to Ben Wang."

The emperor and everyone were surprised, Feng Lingran was indifferent, let alone a maid died in front of him, even a prince and princess died in front of him, he would not move his finger to save people.

Gu Yanran felt angry in his heart, and looked at Xiao Xi's eyes like a poisonous snake, and wished to poison Xiao Xi to death.

A little maid, also with Feng Lingran to help each other?

Gu Yanran didn't understand Feng Lingran's temperament, she thought that Feng Lingran would really take the little maid back and cure the crime.

The emperor understood clearly, where is Feng Lingran's crime of wanting to cure the little maid?It is clear that I wanted this little maid.

The emperor gave Xiao Xi a few more glances, a pretty face, clear and moving eyes, not a beauty.Feng Lingran's taste is really low enough, fancy such a little maiden that can't be found in the crowd.

Xiao Xi saw Feng Lingran drinking the empty wine glass, and did not want to pour wine for him. But here is the palace, and she endured it. She still picked up the white jade jug and poured wine for Feng Lingran.

After a short episode, the ministers, the Prince of the Holy City, and the Nangong Yuan pushed cups to express their friendship, and increased friendship between countries.

Xiao Xi has been pouring wine to Feng Lingran. He seems to be deliberately opposing her, but seeing her idle, he sipped it as soon as he was full.

Why don't you choke him?

Xiao Xi was angry in his heart. When pouring wine, it was inevitable that his little hands shook slightly with emotion, and the water spilled out of the glass.

Since Xiao Xi came, Gu Yanran has never had the opportunity to speak with Feng Lingran. His eyes have long slashed Xiao Xi, and then he saw Xiao Xi broke into trouble again. Gu Yanran felt gloating and gloating, and seemed to be waiting for Xiao Xi to be punished. Feng Lingran was severely punished.

Gu Yanran was not happy for a long time. Seeing that Feng Lingran's long fingers suddenly grabbed Xiao Xi's hand, her face was gradually ugly, and her eyes were staring at the two holding hands together.

"Ben Wang teaches you to pour wine."

Feng Lingran's voice is still cold, and seems to be a little impatient with Xiao Xi. The long fingers guide the small hand. The white jade jug tilts slightly. The mellow wine is like a delicate spring, pouring into the glass from the mouth of the jug. When eight points were full, he took her and closed her hand, leaving her little hand in palm. If it were not for the temperature remaining on the back of her hand, Xiao Xi almost thought it was an illusion just now.

Xiao Xi looked at the back of his hand and froze a little, his ears were inexplicably hot.

Gu Yanran was about to bite her silver teeth, a lowly servant maid, how could she get special treatment from Feng Lingran?Also taught her to drink wine?Also deserve?

Gu Yanran was jealous and hateful, and suddenly thought of something. She stood up and said, "Cousin Gale, is there a princess in the palace that the cousin is looking for?"

Helian Gale stopped flirting on Wu Ji. Tonight's banquet, the emperor of Eastern Jin Dynasty did not arrange for the princess and the governor to attend. How could he be so pleased?

Helian Gale still knows his cousin better. Before the emperor speaks, he said: "Yan Ran, just say anything if you have anything! There is no need to turn around with your cousin."

Gu Yanran smiled as charming as a flower, and looked at Fengfeng Lingran, unabashedly showing her affection: "I want the god grass in the hands of Cousin Gale to give to my beloved man."

Everyone was amazed by Gu Yanran's bold behavior, the beloved man in the mouth of the cousin of the Holy Prince...... Could it be the regent Wang Fengling?

He Lienlie smiled broadly and took out the jewel box containing the fairy grass generously: "The man who fancys fancy, of course, my cousin, I must strongly support."

Gu Yanran looked at Gale with delight. Gale cousin hurt her since childhood. No matter what excessive demands she made, he would let her meet her, and this time was no exception.

Gu Yanran walked over, took the jewel box with fairy grass from Helian Gale, and walked to Feng Lingran, holding both hands, looking at Feng Lingran with pride, confessing: "East Jin's Regent, you are the man I love Gu Yanran, please take this god grass."

Xiao Xi glanced at the jewel box, and there was a chuckle in her heart, knowing that there was god grass that repaired her soul sword wound, but she didn't want Feng Lingran to reach out and take it.

This stretch of hand means that Feng Lingran wants to marry Gu Yanran.

The emperor saw Gu Yanran holding the god grass in front of Feng Lingran. His fingers held the armrest of the dragon chair tightly. The dark brown eyes flashed the dark mans that wanted to be looted. Still the county master, he will eventually become a thing in his pocket.If it was in Feng Lingran's hands, he would have missed him.

How can such a good thing be given to Feng Lingran?

Lao Huang Men saw that the emperor was strange, and his expression changed slightly. He leaned over and lowered his voice, and said a few words in the ear of the emperor.

The emperor's fingers gradually relaxed, and Liu Gonggong was right. Now that he hasn't had a head-on conflict with Feng Ling, he can't make Feng Ling suspicious because of a god.

The emperor converged all his expressions and smiled again on his face: "Regent, since Lord Yanran is interested in you, you accept her affection!"

Xiao Xi shook his head at Feng Lingran, Master, no!Instead of betraying herself because of the god grass, she would rather never recover from the sword wound on her soul than to marry this big chest.

Feng Lingran glanced at Xiao Xi, and looked at the pain in her eyes, and he slightly amused her.

This demon laugh, occupying the world's best, dominates the show, he is a natural luminous body, all over the body exudes an attractive brilliance, like a demon moon, and like the most shining stars, under the light, untouchable.

Xiao Xi found himself absent in his fabulous fascination, and indulged fiercely. I don't know when he came back. His slender fingers were already holding the precious stone mosaic box.

Xiao Xi lost her mind again, as if she didn't see the triumphant smile on Gu Yanran's face, nor heard Gu Yanran's overjoyed voice. She didn't even know how she left the palace...

In the carriage, Xiao Xi sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Why should she care so much?Didn’t you think about it, would you leave the Regent’s Palace?

Ziyi did this to help her heal the sword wound of her soul. When her soul returned to her body, she left the Regent's Palace with Ziyi and the slave. Feng Lingran loved to marry no one at all.

Two muffled sounds sounded.

Xiao Xi turned his head and saw a slender finger slightly curved, whitening knuckles tapped on the tea table of Phoebe chinensis, and the owner of the finger was Feng Lingran.

Xiao Xi opened her mouth slightly: "Master, do you really want to marry that big breasted woman?"

Feng Lingran looked at her with deep eyes: "Do you care?"

Do you care?Xiao Xi asked himself in his heart.

What can I care about?Feng Lingran treated her like that.

Xiao Xi pouted his lips: "I don't think you're doing this well, it's not a gentleman."

Feng Lingran's black eyes flashed disdain. He put his arms behind his head and lay lazily in the carriage with his long legs reaching Xiao Xi's legs: "Tired, help pinch this king."

"..." She was tired too, no one helped her pinch!Don't forget, how did he treat her in the palace?Still counting on her to help him pinch his legs?

Xiao Xi pushed his leg straight down, who knows, that leg was pressed against her legs again.

"If you don't want the god grass, this king will throw it away now."

He held the Shencao Jinbox in his hand and moved it to the car window. It seemed that as long as she pushed his leg down again, he would throw out the inconvenient Shencao.

"When did you become as bad as Feng Lingran?"

Xiao Xi stretched out a pair of small paws in dissatisfaction and pinched on Feng Lingran's leg.

"Poor?" Feng Lingran's lips were cold and cold, and he squinted comfortably with black eyes, and said slowly, "Little disciple, wait for the sword wound of your soul to heal, what are your plans?" ? "

Xiao Xi froze for a moment, but she didn't expect Feng Lingran to suddenly change the subject. She glanced at him, feeling that Ziyi today is a little strange: "My plan, don't you know the old man?"

"I am old for the teacher, and I will forget many things I said. It is better to say to the teacher again. What do you plan to do after your injury?" He narrowed his eyes, and the pearl in the carriage illuminated the cold night. Wushuang's face, like a lazy big monster, enjoys the service of a pure harmless beast.

"Master is really old. I probably forgot what I just did in the palace? Do you want the little disciple to remind you of what you have done to the little disciple?"

Xiao Xi felt angry at what happened in the palace. His fingers squeezed hard on his legs. The muscles on his legs shrank, hard as stones, and pinched her fingers.

Feng Lingran straightened up suddenly, grasping Xiao Xi's arm with a big palm: "You also know that it is the imperial palace? Who allowed you to pretend to be a palace lady and mix in?"

"It hurts ..." Xiao Xi suffered from pain in his arm and reached out to break his finger. As soon as he touched it, he retracted it, as if there were bacteria on her hand.

"Don't change the subject and answer Ben Wang."

He lay down lazily again, his long legs still pressing on her.

Xiao Xi rubbed his aching arm, dissatisfied in his heart, and whispered in his mouth before he said, "What can I do? Not everything is up to the master? What does the master say, then what."

Feng Lingran raised his beautiful black eyes, glanced at Xiao Xi, and asked indifferently: "Everything is subject to the rule of the king? What does the king want?"

"Oh, Master, when are you used to calling yourself the king? Would you not be Feng Lingran?"