After leaving the back house, he walked not long before he saw Fengzhuang keeping grinding in the yard. I don’t know how long he had been waiting, but the newly bursting grass buds under his feet had been trampled on a large area.

"Is there something wrong?"

Feng Zhuang saw Ying Guang bringing Qinglang out, and was overjoyed. He trotted a few steps to get closer, but was forced to stop by Qinglang's cold eyes. These two guys had a grudge and were beaten once and every time they saw him.

"Lao Feng, I'm not mistaken. I actually saw a embarrassed expression on your face!" Ying Guang was a little surprised. How cheap this guy in Fengzhuang had seen him with his own eyes, and Qinglang had experienced it with his own eyes. There were not many things that could make him feel embarrassed.

Feng Zhuang rubbed his hands and smiled with a shy face, "Actually, it's nothing big, that's right. Your brother-in-law has already sat on the throne. The ups and downs in our royal city have come to an end. I originally thought of going to Mu Mansion to see Muwuze in peace, but before I got close, I was discovered by a secret whistle and drove me away two streets..."

Looking at Feng Zhuang's grievance, Ying Guang laughed and scolded: "Look at where your cleverness in your daily life has gone. The negotiations between the court have not yet decided. It is safe for anyone to slack off easily. It is safe to not let you enter. But I think you still have a great hope. A few days ago, the dogs in the Mu Mansion ignored you. Now the secret whistle can actually run out of the ward to chase you two streets. I think this is a good omen. It's just..."

Ying Guang changed his mind and poured a basin of cold water on Fengzhuang.

"If nothing unexpected happens, we will go back to Xianyang this year. Mu Wuze is Mu Zhan's pearl in his hand. He will definitely not go to Xianyang with you to suffer. Have you ever thought about all this?"

"What's that!" Unexpectedly, Ying Guang thought that the tricky thing was not a big deal in Feng Zhuang's eyes. Feng Zhuang was just worried that Mu Zhan would object. Now, after hearing what Ying Guang said, he knew that things were not as bad as he thought. As for those things that Ying Guang was worried about - if we old Feng robbed a woman, we still had to ask her if we had any opinion!

Ying Guang still underestimated Fengzhuang's destructive power, and did not think about what he was when he first met Fengzhuang! He was the leader of the rebel army who could disturb Longxi under Li Chong's rule! Since he knew there was hope, Fengzhuang smiled and twisted his plump butt out of the mansion, like a stinky fish crawling into the royal city that had just calmed down.

Mu Zhan left the palace gate and leaned in the shaking carriage to sleep. Suddenly, he felt a chill behind his neck. He opened the curtain and looked out, but he didn't see anything annoying, so he leaned back into the car.

The documents for reporting the demise have been sent to Qin State, and the letter of the country that Yuezhi obeyed. If you can get Yuezhi's surrender without a single soldier, I think King Zhao of Qin should be ecstatic. Sometimes it is like this. When you have worked hard but failed repeatedly, you might as well stop and slow down. Your enemies will give you unexpected surprises.

When Mu Zhan thought of his good girl, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. This child had been cold war with him for a long time and was determined to be with Fengzhuang's thick body. Look, this is not what a girl should do. However, now the limelight has passed, and he seems to have no reason to confine her, so let her deal with these things by herself. After all, the host family is going to return to Qin, and it seems good if he can leave Fengzhuang's strong general.

Mu Zhan pinched his beard, his expression was painful, helpless, and even a little melancholy. No one knew that this powerful figure was worrying about his children at this time. The wheels squeaked and the carriage swayed and merged into the crowds on the street.

At some point, the back wall of the Zhan Jun Mansion was replaced by Mu Wuze's female guard. Feng Zhuang was lying on the wall. As soon as he leaned his head inward, he suddenly saw the familiar female guard looking at him with a smile.

Feng Zhuang had a shy face and rolled down from the wall.

"This sister, it's not very convenient on the other end of the gate. That, you see, they are all acquaintances..."

"Where did you get so long-winded?" The female guard deliberately looked stern and looked like she was doing business.

"The Lord of the Mansion said that if you dare to climb over the wall again, you will break your legs!"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." Feng Zhuang smiled all over his face, and his body slowly slipped into the wall.

"I really don't know what the lady is interested in you." The female guard snorted, turned half of her body, and gave up the stone path behind her.

"I know you are coming, the lady asked me to stay here, but the lord of the mansion is coming back, so you have to know what you want to do." The female guard looked at the sky and said to herself.

"I understand, understand!" It was like a philander. Feng Zhuang nodded and hurried past the female guard, and headed straight for Mu Wuze's boudoir.

After running this road many times, Fengzhuang was familiar with it and walked around the pond behind the building. He first lay in the bushes and learned to cry twice. He saw a stick stick stretching out from the small window on the second floor. Then Mu Wuze's slightly black face appeared by the window. After looking left and right, he whistled at the bushes where Fengzhuang was hiding.

Feng Zhuang smiled, lifted his breath, tilted his toes on the railing, raised his hands, and pressed his fingertips tightly on the eaves. His muscles exerted force. His huge body, with a dexterity that was inconsistent with it, went to the second floor lightly. He looked around with vigilant eyes, raised his waist, and lit his feet. He rushed to the window after a few strokes. As soon as he was about to poke his head in, he felt a strong wind rushing to the face.

Feng Zhuang turned his head suddenly, and a spear thrust out against the face. Feng Zhuang turned his hand and grabbed the spear tightly. He heard a soft hum inside. A force suddenly came from the spear. Feng Zhuang did not let go. He removed the force on his body, and his legs were shrinking and he crawled into the room along the window.

A scream came from the room, followed by crackling sounds of fighting. The female guard downstairs straightened her back and patted the surroundings vigilantly, but ignored the sound of fighting upstairs.

Not long after, the upstairs returned to peace. Mu Wuze sat in Feng Zhuang's arms with a flushed face. He rubbed Wu Qing's eyes with one hand, but his other hand tightly grabbed his ears.

Feng Zhuang grinned in pain. He never took advantage of this fight with his hands and feet. But he couldn't say much, so he had to mutter.

"Why are you a girl too? You put some flowers in your boudoir? Ye'er's body is not very good, but you put a row of weapons and racks. What did you throw me with just now? Mace! How can I explain to your father when I smash your boudoir? What? Hold it with your hands? You don't think about it. Is that something that can be picked with your hands? If I hadn't lifted my strength in time, I would have made you a few transparent holes!"

"Hmph!" Mu Wuze used force to pull Feng Zhuang's big head to his face, stretched out his finger and ticked hard, and said coquettishly: "Don't give me a careless eye. The head man has promised to send the proton away. You can tell me what to do between us!" Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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