The Ice Lord Prime Minister’s Black-Bellied Wife

"Yep."

Is it possible that this Murong Feng is the real brother of the mother, and the current owner of the Murong family is only impersonating? If so, is this Murong family owner posing as Murong Feng? Didn't the Murong family find out? How is this possible, and what is going on here?

"Will Nader be willing to tell me the information of the current owner of the Murong family?"

"..."

"Uncle De means that he doesn't want to say it?"

"..." Han's housekeeper continued to purs his lips.

"I understand what Uncle De means." Since he didn't want to say, she didn't force him. But what kind of person is this Murong family owner? And is this uncle unwilling to mention or not know this person?

"Madam, for the Murong family, the youngest master knows best, and young lady can ask the young master."

"Well." Of course she knew that Feng Ming knew about the Murong family, but he didn't want to say that she could pry open his mouth. Yeah, maybe she could really pry open his mouth.

Next, Bai Xi did not speak, but started thinking about how to pry Feng Ming's mouth open, but before she looked at the table she was eating, and the tapeworm in her stomach immediately started. Shouting, all the mess was left behind by her temporarily.

On this way, although it is not a mountain and sea food, but it is not a tasteless dry food, but it is not able to cause her appetite. Now her appetite is back, she needs to eat a big meal.

I don't know if she was full, and sleepiness struck; or if the plum wine has a little stamina, when she saw that Bai Xi was full, she leaned on the table and fell asleep.

Feng Ming came out of the pool and appeared neatly dressed in the dining room. I saw this scene. The little girl who had his heart fell asleep on the table, but she didn't seem to be sleeping well. What was in her mouth? What.

"Master, Madam seems to be drunk."

"Well." Feng Ming gave a faint response, approached Bai Xi directly, but his face tightened when he saw her little red face, "Where did you drink her plum wine?"

"It's the plum wine at the bottom of the wine cellar." The Han steward answered truthfully. The plum wine at that level was brewed for the longest time, and it was also made by his wife. Is there any problem?

"Damn!" Feng Ming directly picked up Bai Xi's body and walked quickly to the main house. The Han steward looked at the young master who had suddenly left, could the young lady not drink? Or what's wrong with that plum wine?

"Feng Ming." Bai Xi in Feng Ming's arms opened her blurred eyes, his cheeks were red, and his tone was a little hazy. "Plum wine is very delicious. Would you like to come a little?" ? "

"You drunk, you like drinking so much." Although there was some reprimand in the tone, it was more anxiety.

"Hehe ..." Bai Xi's intellect was getting more and more confused, and the voice coming out of his mouth seemed to have such a charming charm, "I'm so hot."

"Don't drink casually next time."

But his voice couldn't be transmitted to Bai Xi's heart at all, because the last bit of consciousness in Bai Xi's brain at this time had been drowned.

"Huh? Beautiful man? Huh, you are so cool and comfortable." Bai Xi looked at Fengming with blurry eyes, and Yushou teased his handsome face in front of him.

Feng Ming's body tightened, her steps were faster, and she took Bai Xi directly to the dark room in the main house.

With a bang, Feng Ming jumped directly into the pool and put Bai Xi's body in the water. "Be good, don't move."

"Well, the water is so cold." Bai Xi shuddered, holding Feng Ming's body tighter, and clutching the front of Feng Ming's chest with both hands.

"Bai Xi, if you move, you will be promoted to Mrs. Feng ahead of time." Feng Ming growled.

"Eh? Mrs. Feng? Hehe ..." Bai Xi smiled, "Do you want to say that to us?" The pair of jade hands were not at all restless, and they went directly into Fengming's clothes, feeling the cold and cold inside Fine skin.

"Which?" Feng Ming raised an eyebrow, and stared at the restless man with a smile on his face.

"That's the one, hey hey hey ..."

"So do you want to?" Feng Ming no longer pushed Bai Xi away, but left Bai Xi to touch, and his voice was very gentle, with a bit of temptation in the middle.

Bai Xi stretched out his head and whispered in Feng Ming's ears, and just after finishing speaking, his cheeks flushed deeply in Feng Ming's arms.

The Korean housekeeper wanted to catch up, but thought about it again, and returned to the dining room to check the plum wine on the table. The color was clear, the aroma was fresh and elegant, the wine was full-bodied, and the heart was sweet. Brew, how could this wine have problems, it is estimated that Madam was drunk.

"Uncle De, my master is here, why don't you tell me?" A voice of dissatisfaction and grievance fluttered in the wind, and the body appeared in the dining room as the voice dropped, with eyes full of complain.

"You didn't ask me again." The Han steward put down the jug in his hand and gave a light glance at Qingwu.

"But you know that my greatest fear from childhood is my master. You should take the initiative to tell me."

"Xiao Wuzi, how can you turn around to see Master and run away? It's really not a filial piety." There was another smile full of laughter in the distance.

After Qingwu heard his words, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly hid behind the Korean steward. His tone was full of help, "Uncle De, you need to save me."

The Han steward smiled softly. As soon as the old evil doctor appeared, the Wuzi would come to him for help, and it would be neither for him to save, nor for him.

"Little Wuzi, even if you want this poisonous monster to save you, it's useless." Then, an old man similar to Han butler suddenly appeared in the dining room, smiling eyes staring directly behind the Han butler. Qingwu.

"Uncle De." Qingwu pulled Han's butler's sleeve slowly and spit it out with a bit of coquettish tone, and his eyes were full of begging.

"Okay, okay, you can also become a master's personal guard like this, I really don't understand how the master would be willing to take you with you." Han steward shook his head, his expression helpless.

"Old poison monster, before you want to save him, you have to understand that Xiao Wuzi is my apprentice, not you." The old evil doctor grinned reminding Han steward of this fact.

"Old evil doctor, it ’s okay if you do n’t mention this. Now, I ’m not clear with you. Yunzi worships you as a teacher. You still have to grab Wuzi with me. You just want my poisonous skills Lost, isn't it? "Han butler glared with his hands on his hips, and seemed to want to poke out the old evil doctor.

"If you lose a story, you will lose it. Anyway, this kind of thing that poisons people is less of a trick." The old evil doctor glared at Shang Han with a smile in his hands and a fist.