A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

For this impulsive and obsessed with Feng Lianmo, who knows a little about house fighting but still has some carelessness and simplicity, Wu Qing not only uses her, but also wants to help.

Wu Qing could neither like nor dislike Lu Miaomiao, but her persistent pursuit was enough for her to help him. Everyone has the right to pursue the person they like, and those who exercise this right are very dazzling.

The master of the pavilion will never admit it. In fact, she has bad intentions and wants to see Feng Lianmo, a sick and thoughtful young man, being entangled with this little girl.

"Also, please keep this matter a secret for me." After saying that, Wu Qing touched his belly and smiled in confusion at Lu Miaomiao. With Feng Lianmo's character, it was impossible for him not to take advantage of this matter after knowing that she was pregnant!

After receiving the letter, Lu Miaomiao nodded, assuming that Wu Qing was afraid that Feng Lianmo, who was "affectionate" for her, would be detrimental to the child. At the same time, she did not want Feng Lianmo to be "sad" over this matter.

After putting the letter away, Lu Miaomiao looked up, only to see the person in front of him with a hand on his lower abdomen, his head lowered, and his eyebrows gentle. It is a kind of expectation and love for new life, a kind of crystallization of the person you love, and joy of flesh and blood.

Lu Miaomiao was a little lost in thought. Whether he was the mentor of Fengtianyuan or the master of Moyan Pavilion, these two reputations had the bloody aura of killing with golden swords. From the first moment she walked into the room and saw this person, she knew that the person in front of her was definitely not a boudoir girl like her.

She is sycophantic, cold, and surly. Even though she looks like a demon, she cannot hide her innate loneliness. However, it was such a person who would show such a gentle and peaceful smile to the little life in his belly. So, what kind of beautiful situation does she and her lover have?

The phoenix comes back to its hometown, and travels around the world to seek its phoenix.

If you don't meet me at that time, you will have no generals. How can you realize that you are going to be promoted to this hall now?

Lu Miaomiao suddenly wanted to know how the woman with wide sleeves and dark hair sitting in front of her could let the seemingly affectionate but ruthless Feng Lianmo use such means to capture her. She moved her lips, but stopped the moment the words came out, her face flushed.

Not noticing Lu Miaomiao's expression, Wuqing put down the hand on her lower abdomen. She glanced out the window out of the corner of her eyes, then turned back to Lu Miaomiao, who was looking slightly drunk, with a joking look on her face: "Beauty Lu, what else do you want to do?" Would you like to stay for a while? Maybe you will meet your beloved cousin Lian Mo!"

From the time she woke up to now, the potency of the medicine has worn off a lot, and her mental strength has slowly begun to recover. Even if she can't check the entire Feng family base camp now, she still has no problem detecting people walking towards her room.

"You can come to me if you have anything to do." After hearing this, Lu Miaomiao couldn't care less about what was on her mind. She quickly stood up and left in a hurry with the maid without saying a word.

Wu Qing curled his lips. Only this little girl thought that Feng Lianmo would not know that he came to her.

Feng Lianmo naturally had no problem dealing with these matters and avoided Lu Miaomiao who left in a hurry, pretending that he didn't know anything about it.

"Three hours and a quarter." The moment the door was pushed open again, Wu Qing, who was holding his chin in one hand and playing with the teacup in the other, turned his head slightly and smiled.

Feng Lianmo, who was standing at the door, was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what he was doing and stepped into the room: "I'm sorry for keeping Wu Qing waiting for so long."

Three hours and a quarter, this was the length of time from when Wu Qing woke up until Feng Lianmo appeared. She is still wearing the same plain robe, but the white gauze has been taken off, and the wooden hairpin on Feng Lian Mowan's hair has turned into a light-colored hair tie, loosely tied with half of the green silk, and the other half hanging casually on her back. , The thin body bones seem to be blown over by the wind.

Consciously sitting down opposite Wu Qing, Feng Lianmo picked up the exquisite white porcelain teapot and filled the empty cup in front of Wu Qing seven-tenths full, then opened the new tea cup upside down on the plate and poured himself a cup. He drank hot tea and bowed to her, "Miaomiao has always been pampered. If she makes things difficult for you and does something rude, Lian Mo will not be worthy of you here."

"I said Mo Meiren, she is your cousin after all, can't you think about her in a good way?" She didn't think there was anything wrong with the dignified head of the Feng family pouring tea for him, so Wu Qing accepted it as a matter of course. Coming down, the smile that always hung on her charming face melted in the wind, "Lu Mei is very good, she is very cute." Otherwise, she would not be able to walk out of the room safely.

"It's you," Wu Qing paused after uttering these three words, tilted the cup in his hand, and half-squinted his evil-looking red phoenix eyes, "Are you afraid that I will be too handsome to overshadow your little cousin?" Your heart is gone, or are you afraid that I am more handsome than you and poach the talents of your Feng family, so you gave me this messy medicine?"

The effect of the medicine began to wear off long ago, but the scene still needs to be fulfilled.

Feng Lianmo looked at Wu Qing's stunning skirt and did not comment on a certain word in her words. He just smiled lightly and said, "After the wedding, Lian Mo will definitely give you the antidote."

"Aren't you afraid that I will run away later?" Wu Qing teased. It would be impossible for her to defeat the Feng family by herself, but it would be more than enough for her to escape.

"If Lian Mo was afraid, wouldn't you run away?" Feng Lianmo asked instead without a direct answer, looking straight into Wu Qing's eyes, which were always like mountain springs exposed to the sun, neither warm nor cool.

"If I run away, will you give up?" Wuqing asked rhetorically without answering.

Different questions, same answers!

Feng Lianmo shook his head and smiled. He gently smelled the fragrance of tea, his brows were as light as the distant mountains, and he spoke slowly: "Wu Qing, you are the one who can overthrow the world. And from ancient times to the present, this kind of person cannot be conquered. Unless...kill her."

To change a dynasty, what is needed is talent that can overthrow the world. Such people will either create a new era or die at the hands of others. They will never join the ranks of generals.

The clear wind-like sound is unhurried and unhurried, just like the clear water flowing silently in the mountains. It penetrates into the breath with a clear and refreshing sound. Suddenly, he raised his head, and the white mist of tea rising slightly blurred his vision: "But Lian Mo doesn't want to kill you. It would be a pity."

It is a blessing to live in the same era as such a person; it is a blessing to meet him; it is a blessing to be able to confront him.

It would be a pity to kill him, but it would be a disaster not to kill him. So, why not restrain him by his side? In this case, the problem of Moyan Pavilion seems to be solved. Therefore, until he finds a way to let the Nine Heavens Phoenix live next to him, he can only temporarily bind her to his side and take it one step at a time. At least give her the title of Feng family first.

Wu Qing raised his eyebrows, and suddenly leaned over the table to face Feng Lianmo, smiling frivolously: "What a pity, what's a pity? Beauty Mo, can I understand that you have a crush on me?"

He was not shy and embarrassed like Liu Que's baby, nor was he teasing back calmly like Huang Yin. Feng Lianmo did not hide or dodge, his eyes met Wu Qing head-on, his eyes as deep as the netherworld: "If Lian Mo said I like you, do you believe it?"

Like, two such beautiful words.

If Lian Mo said he liked you, would you believe it?

I like you, such a beautiful word.

Straightforward, yet hazy as if hidden in the rain and fog, it is difficult to tell the truth from the false.

There was no deliberate intimacy or deliberate alienation, Feng Lianmo just looked at the Ruoliu Fenghuixue face in front of him indifferently.

Wu Qing's gaze deepened, and all the changes in his expression were hidden under his perfect face. There wasn't even a flicker, she looked as normal.

"But I hate you." The teasing did not have the expected effect. Wu Qing curled his lips and returned to his seat with some boredom. He glanced at Feng Lianmo coldly, "You are the talent who has overthrown the world. Please give in. It's a pity that I don't cherish talents, and prefer to just wipe out the trouble." So she will definitely kill this guy if she has the chance!

For a whole afternoon, the two of them kept talking in the room, and every word they said was so straightforward. For these two, they don't need to hide anything from each other. Feng Lianmo hoped to solve the problem of Moyan Pavilion by detaining Wu Qing. Wu Qing knew it well, while Wu Qing hoped to penetrate into the Feng family and kill the Feng family. Feng Lianmo also guessed 80% to 90% of it.

Both of them are too smart, even if they hide it, it won't help. The rest of the contest is about who can take the opponent by surprise.

It wasn't until the sun went down and Feng Lianmo's personal attendant reminded him to go back to his room to have a meal and take his medicine that he could bear to leave. Before leaving, he only left one sentence to Wu Qing.

There is no forbidden area for you in Feng Family!

As Feng Lianmo said, the Feng family has no forbidden areas for Wu Qing, and Wu Qing is naturally willing to exercise this right.

On the first day, she drank up the thousand-year-old wine that the elder of the Feng family had ordered to huddle in the wine cellar and send someone to guard it.

The next day, she dressed in men's clothing, shook her ink fan, and walked into the courtyard of the female family members of the Feng family in a romantic manner. She ordered someone to set up a stage for the female family members to sing, dance, and play the piano one by one. In the evening, the flowers were in front of the moonlight.

Don't ask why these female relatives listened to Wu Qing's words and sang and danced for her. This girl dressed in men's clothes was enough to deceive all the little girls in the world.

On the third day, she used her identity as the future hostess to order the killing of an ice magician trained by the Feng family. The reason was that a female family member in the yard complained to her that this boy did not practice well and went to harass this beautiful girl every afternoon. The girl is an eyesore.

On the fourth day, she killed another Feng family member. This time the reason was simpler: her hands were itchy.

In the next few days, he killed an average of one person every day, went for a ride in the women's courtyard every day, and occasionally patrolled the wine cellar. In this way, the daily life of the pavilion master in the Feng family has basically formed a pattern.

Even so, no one in the Feng family dared to have an objection to her. The people she killed were all carefully selected. Those who died in her hands were basically those who relied on their talents or had no talent or virtue but ran wild in the family because they had a backing. Only a few were insignificant servants. .