"Miss, they seem to have fallen asleep again." Lan'er immediately said as she heard the slight breathing.

"Didn't you fall asleep again?" Feng Yun rolled his eyes lightly. It seemed that these two things should not be counted on. They were directly exhausted by Chu Zhaoyan's Yingyue.

"What should I do? Miss, don't you still want those ten pairs of marriage boxes?" Lan'er looked at the two of them and turned to look at Feng Yunqing.

"What else can I do? Just watch Mei Ruxue's dead fox take it!" Feng Yunqing said angrily.

"Miss, why don't we send all the brothers and sisters to the full song of peach blossoms, I don't believe that I can't take those ten pairs of marriage boxes. Not to mention ten, with our strength, even a hundred are not a problem." Lan'er suggested immediately.

"For those ten broken things, people are exhausted and wealthy. We are piled up with gold and silver. Forget it, if you can hit a blind cat and hit a dead mouse, it's just one, if you can't hit it, just let the dead fox and the others take it away! In fact, it's good to watch the fun tomorrow." Fengyun waved his hand lightly, looked at the mask in his hand, and suddenly the corners of his mouth bent slightly, and a sly smile overflowed: "Let's not have a marriage box tomorrow."

"The first prize of tomorrow's marriage meeting is the ten pairs of treasured marriage boxes. What do you want if the lady doesn't want that?" Lan'er looked at Feng Yunqing and said in confusion. Didn't her lady always want the ten pairs of treasure boxes? Why don't she want it now?

"We want people!" Feng Yunqing's lips twitched and chuckled: "They will definitely be beautiful people who will attend the marriage meeting tomorrow. We still have so many yards to live in..."

"Yes!" Lan'er's eyes lit up and she immediately responded: "Especially the beauty of the beauty list is unknown and the mysterious number one, Yunlou, must be brought in."

"Yeah!" Feng Yun nodded gently, with a crescent moon on his lips, and his delicate face was crystal white. Looking at the mask in his hand, he smiled lightly and said solemnly: "There is Lan Xiaoqing!"

Fengyun looked at the mask in his hand, and his fingertips gently stroked Kunlunnu's eyebrows and eyes. The expression in his eyes was still faint, but he could still feel an indescribable deep and indefinitely richness. His fingertips slid slightly, stroked the outline and lips, and each part was extremely delicate. Just like a person with Lan Xiaoqing, delicate, beautiful, pure, without any impurities. Like a piece of pure ice jade, it made everything in the world lose its color in front of him.

Turning the mask over, there was indeed a small blue word engraved inside. In the Nanyang Dynasty, the Lan only had a unique surname. This was the honor given to the Blue King by the ancestor emperor back then. The king's brother had a higher status than the Emperor of Nanyang. The Chu and Lan surnames represented the royal family and the Blue King's Mansion in the Nanyang Dynasty.

Fengyun looked at the extremely delicate small font and outlined it one by one, obviously with extreme care. The corners of his mouth bent slightly, and then he pulled bigger and bigger. Finally, his stunning face bloomed like a lotus, and the white clothes, like water, suddenly lost the previous quietness and elegance in the dark night, and revealed a charming color of the dark night for no reason.

"Miss, Lan Xiaoqing is the prince of the Lan Prince's Mansion!" Lan'er looked at her in surprise when she heard Feng Yunqing's words. In her opinion, anyone could enter the Tibetan Pavilion, but Lan Xiaoqing was different from other people. His identity and status were more noble than the prince of the Nanyang Dynasty. He was almost regarded as a god by the people of the entire Nanyang Dynasty. He could not be desecrated by others.

Hearing Lan'er's words, Fengyun looked at the mask in her hand, and the words were gently drawn with her fingertips. The smile at the corners of her mouth became deeper and deeper, and almost all her eyebrows and eyes were full of deep smiles. The smile was soft and warm, blending into every cell in her body, and even the air around her warmed down.

"Miss, you...you won't really fall in love with Prince Lan, are you?" Lan'er looked at Feng Yunqing in surprise. Although her lady was hot in her heart, she always gave people a cold and indifferent feeling on her face and in her bones. And like this...the whole person seemed to be burning from inside to outside. She had never seen her before after being with the lady for so many years.

"Why can't it be?" Feng Yunqing looked away from his mask, raised his head and looked at Lan'er with a smile.

"Miss... don't scare me, that Prince Lan can't afford to provoke me... You won't really rob it tomorrow, right?" Lan'er's little face looked at Feng Yunqing with a pale face. Her smile made her frightened. Suddenly, she remembered the moths that the lady said had been flying into the fire, and immediately said: "You don't want to fly into the fire, right? Then the Blue Prince's Mansion has the power to level our songs and peach blossoms..."

"Well, aren't you afraid of heaven and earth? Even the old emperor is not afraid, but you are afraid of Lan Xiaoqing?" Feng Yunqing's expression remained unchanged. He smiled and looked at Lan'er's pale little face. He knew that this little girl was a paper tiger, and the fox-fake-fake power was the most suitable for her. She could not see her as a momentum when she threw Chu Qing's reveal.

"Miss, how can that be the same?" Lan'er looked at Feng Yunqing dissatisfiedly: "The old emperor is just a family, and the Lan Prince's Mansion will anger all the people in the world..."

"Well, you know." Feng Yun nodded and looked at the mask in his hand again: "What if Lan Xiaoqing likes to be snatched by me? Do you think all the people in the world will still object?"

"Ah?" Lan'er's eyes suddenly opened wide.

"I will catch up with my marriage tomorrow, so I will steal Lan Xiaoqing!" Feng Yunqing looked at the mask in his hand, and his smile suddenly changed, and it was so weird that it was indescribable.

"Miss?" Lan'er even opened her eyes wide and looked at Fengyunqing like this.

"Don't think about it!" A low voice sounded, and suddenly a gust of cold and shady wind blew off the roof. Along with the cold and cold breath, a person floating in the yard fell.

"Ah?" Lan'er couldn't resist the cold breath, and her body was lifted back and exclaimed in surprise.

"Dead fox! Why are you? What are you here?" Feng Yunqing's white silk suddenly shook out, instantly entangled Lan'er's flying body, swung her hand gently, and a warm air wall crossed between her and Mei Ruxue, instantly blocking the cold and cold aura as cold as the ice swords. Rushui's eyes were wide open, and the dead fox suddenly appeared and pointed at Jiangshan. Damn, if she took a step further, she would be seriously injured. Lan'er probably only has half a life left.

It seemed that she was so obsessed with her just now that she didn't notice when the dead fox came. The white silk took it back and steadily landed Lan'er's body beside her, looking at Mei Ruxue. She was wearing a black brocade robe, cloud-patterned water sleeves, an extremely elegant face, and a pair of eyes as deep as black jade, staring at the mask in her hand.

Frowning slightly, Fengyun looked at the mask that was still tightly held in her hand, slowly raised her head, and looked at Mei Ruxue's expression, and heartstrings couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Young Master Mei?" Lan'er looked at Mei Ruxue with a pale face without a trace of blood. She wanted to avoid it when she felt the cold breath, but she couldn't let her dodge it at all. The breath would lift her up. If the lady hadn't taken action, she would have left half her life at this time.

Although she has been with the lady for so many years, she has never really had contact with Mr. Mei. She only knows a sentence from the brothers and sisters who have been singing the peach blossoms. When she sees Mr. Mei, she must avoid it. Although she didn't know at that time, she knew at this time.

Mei Ruxue looked away from the mask in Fengyunqing's hand and glanced at Lan'er faintly.

Lan'er's body shivered suddenly, and she felt her soles of her feet cold. She grabbed Fengyunqing's sleeves, but she still calmly said: "Miss, it's time for heaven, I'm going to sleep."

"Well, let them go to sleep in the room, otherwise the night will be cold and hurt your body." Fengyun gently took back the white silk on his wrist and glanced at Lan'er's hand holding her sleeve. She sang all the peach blossoms, from top to bottom, and saw Mei Ruxue, a dead fox, like a mouse, who saw cats, running faster than a rabbit. But it was not their fault, this fox is the master who eats people and doesn't spit bones.

"Yes, Miss." Lan'er immediately let go of Fengyun's sleeves, turned around, and lifted Miye and Fengying up with one hand, and in a blink of an eye, she ran away.

"Dead fox, are you looking for death? I offended you and others did not offend you, why did you suddenly kill me?" Feng Yun looked down at Lan'er and left without shadow, glaring at Mei Ruxue angrily.

"Woman, do you still know that you offended me?" Mei Ruxue was covered with a strong cold aura, and the coldness seemed to emerge from her bones. Mo Yu's eyes were as quiet as a deep pool, and her voice was gloomy.

"Where did I offend you? Why didn't I know?" Feng Yun frowned and looked at Mei Ruxue, and suddenly said: "Did you blame me for bullying your little princess? That's it! She delivered it to her own door."

Fengyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and Mei Ruxue did not answer Feng Yunqing's words, her eyes moved away from her face and looked at the Kunlun slave mask in her hand: "Does Lan Xiaoqing care that way?"

Xinxian suddenly trembled again involuntarily. Fengyunqing fell on the mask in her hand with Mei Ruxue's eyes, and her eyes fell on the faint eyes without any color: "I don't care, are you, a dead fox? Tell me! What are you doing?"

"Lan Xiaoqing is not that way." Mei Ruxue's phoenix eyes were fixed on Kunlun Nu's eyes, and her voice was still low, with a hint of mockery. She raised her eyes and looked at Fengyunqing's eyes: "Let you restore your true nature and no longer hide it, just because of him? Do you want to let the people of the world know that you are Feng Chen'er tomorrow? And do you like Lan Xiaoqing? The flowers are full of moons, and good things are in pairs?"

"How can I not need you, a dead fox? What are you here for? If you come to feel sorry for your little princess, take her away quickly." Feng Yunqing thought of Chu Qinglu who was still looking for a mask, a princess with a noble and arrogant personality, who was willing to endure her difficulties for the dead fox and looking for Mei Ruxue's mask from more than a thousand masks in the dark. At this time, Mei Ruxue came again, and her heart was even more angry.
Chapter completed!